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Love is something that makes you willing to give up your life to protect.

With tears in her eyes, He Zhiyun tried her best to retract Yang Huairen's limbs, covering his entire body with him as much as possible, so that his warm skin could cling to his cold body.

She could feel the heat in her body penetrating into Yang Huairen's body little by little, and she really heard his heartbeat getting stronger and stronger, and her breathing began to become smoother.

Looking up at this man's face, once so hateful, but now so kind, what is this feeling that has never been felt before, is it the love in other people's mouths?

She didn't know, she just didn't want him to die, she was reluctant to leave him for a moment, and she didn't want to live without this little wrongdoer in her life from now on, annoyed her, and let her open her eyes and close her eyes were all his shadows.

He Zhiyun's master is going crazy, he has endured it for so many years, countless sleepless days and nights, dreaming of the moment when the great revenge will be avenged.

The plan of revenge was disturbed by Yang Huairen's unexpected factor, and when she saw her daughter sacrifice her life to save the kid with the blood in her chest, she was heartbroken and angry.

When she watched her daughter give up a woman's most precious thing and use her body to warm Yang Huairen, she was completely desperate.

"Yan'er, why don't you understand that the infatuated woman in this world, even if she gives everything she has, can't escape the fate of being played by these stinky men."

"Mother, let your daughter call you mother once, for many years, I didn't dare to call you that.

The daughter doesn't know what happened between you and your father, so that the daughter has never seen her biological father since she was a child, and she doesn't even know what he looks like.

Seeing other people's children under the knees of their parents, but their daughters want to call their mothers masters, how envious I am of those children, do you know?

I was forced to practice by you, I never dared to complain, I practiced hard every day, just so that you could smile at me once, even once?

The daughter has never loved and has never been loved before, and maybe if she doesn't love, she won't be hurt.

But whether you are tormented or happy, it's part of love, isn't it?

This man, he doesn't have a handsome appearance, no proud literary talent, no peerless martial arts, and even can't pick up his shoulders, in your eyes, maybe he can't be ordinary anymore, but in my heart, he can't leave for a moment.

Because he knows how to love, maybe he didn't say it, but he cares about me, he is willing to do anything for me, and his daughter is also willing to do anything for him! ”

He Zhiyun slowly said all the words in her heart, and as she spoke, she felt the deepest happiness in her heart, and the most charming smile bloomed faintly on her face.

Yang Huairen was in a state of chaos, as if he had come to a world of ice and snow, but the thick snow faintly revealed a slight green. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling out to him in the distance, and the voice was getting closer and farther away, and he couldn't really hear it.

He followed the direction of the sound, running deep and shallow, running and running, as if his body was getting lighter and lighter, as if he was about to fly, and the clouds in the sky were all left behind him.

Gradually, a jade belt appeared in front of him, and when he got closer, it turned out to be a frozen river.

On the other side of the river stood He Zhiyun, wearing a red dowry, with a dazzling array of beads on his head, and a golden phoenix spread its wings vividly in the stars and moon.

She also saw Yang Huairen running over, stepping on the frozen river and running towards him, the cold wind blew across her face, and a bunch of green silk was swept by the wind, beautiful like a person in a painting.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and the ice broke off from the middle of the river, and the waves swept against the broken ice and retreated in both directions.

The two men each shouted and rushed towards each other, but it was too late, the cracked ice was already too far apart, and the icy river water hit their faces, splashed into their eyes, and blurred their vision......

"Then I will fulfill you!"

The female devil untied the soft sword from her waist, her eyes sprayed angry flames, and she stabbed at He Zhiyun's heart!

"Poof!"

The sharp sword pierced into the flesh with a cold light, perhaps because it was too sharp and no blood was immediately sprayed out, or perhaps because Yang Huairen's ass had long been frozen, and the blood had been frozen viscous and no longer flowed smoothly.

The female demon was generally stupid after being shocked, and let the sword in her hand slide down gently, allowing the flickering candlelight to reflect brilliant fireworks on the blade.

He Zhiyun originally closed her eyes and was ready to accept the coming of death, and she had no regrets about dying with her beloved.

Unexpectedly, Yang Huairen hugged her violently and flipped his body, facing death with his own body, protecting her under him and blocking the deadly sword.

He Zhiyun opened his eyes again, and saw Yang Huairen's still pale face, his eyes and mouth twisted and squeezed together, as if he had suffered great pain.

He used his last strength to block a sword for me! He Zhiyun suddenly burst into tears, buried his face deep in his arms, and hugged Yang Huairen tighter with both hands.

He could have died for her? The female demon trembled and fell backwards, unconsciously tripped over her left foot and fell to the ground.

She couldn't believe that there was such a man in this world, willing to die for the woman she loved.

When she saw Yang Huairen, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly open her eyes at the moment when the sword stabbed her, and tried her best to use her last strength to hug He Zhiyun tightly in her chest and flip her over to protect her under her, she hesitated.

In her anger, the sword that stabbed out with full twelve points of strength was about to touch Yang Huairen's body, and the incomparably familiar poignant sunset in her mind turned into a dawn landscape of the East China Sea at sunrise, light and darkness were intertwined and flickering, and the light and shadow were intertwined and finally a dazzling bright yellow.

She hesitated, tried her best to retract seven points of strength, and moved the blade down for three more points.

She watched her daughter hug her lover tightly and refuse to separate, and he seemed to understand.

She has pursued something that she has never gotten in her life, thinking that no one else can have it, and not only that, but she also tries her best to destroy the last hope of the women who are obsessed with finding such things.

At this moment, her daughter got it, and when both young men gave their most precious lives to protect such things, she realized that maybe she was wrong.

Hatred may have been just an invisible shell she had used to deceive herself and protect herself over the years, and how vulnerable the once impregnable shell was in the face of such a thing.

What is such a thing?

Love.