Wan Yan Jin's body was full of blood, and the pain was his numbness. His gaze gradually became distant, his vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't even focus on his eyes.

A faint breeze blew gently, missing the bloody wound, causing a burst of pain, Wan Yan Jin closed her eyes in pain, her face was originally pale because of excessive blood loss last time, and now it was almost transparent. He opened the corners of his mouth, and before he could say anything, a stream of blood spread from his body to his mouth, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he spit it out violently, staining Liang Chenyue's red robe.

At this moment, he was a little glad in his heart, fortunately, he didn't wear that white robe again. He doesn't like to wear white clothes, he prefers darker clothes, but the girl likes to look at it. Although he was punctured by the girl, he was reluctant to throw it.

Liang Chenyue was in a panic in his heart, he must have been seriously injured.

Probably because Wan Yan Jin really didn't have the strength, this time he actually let Liang Chenyue turn around successfully.

Wan Yanjin's face suddenly flashed a lot of panic, his heart was mixed, and his eyes were not as calm as usual, dodging and dodging, and he didn't dare to look at Liang Chenyue's eyes.

He was afraid that she would see his weakness and worry in his eyes.

If he dies, it's nothing, but if he falls, who will protect her? He was originally strategic, and he had a complete grasp of everything. But now, he worries that there will be times when he is completely sure that there will be mistakes.

If they couldn't come before he fell, what the consequences would be, Wan Yan Jin didn't dare to imagine.

He didn't dare to look at Liang Chenyue's eyes, like a child with a weak heart who had done something wrong. He was sorry for her, and even though he wanted her forgiveness so much, he knew deep down that he didn't deserve to be forgiven. When Liang Chenyue looked at him with such distressed eyes, his mind would remind himself over and over again of the injuries he had made her suffer.

She shouldn't have looked at him like that, it would only make him feel more uncomfortable. It was better to look at him, as on the battlefield that day, like a stranger whom she hated, a man she would not like, and would even draw her sword and kill. It would have hurt, but at least he would have felt better.

His gaze was already a little wandering, and Liang Chenyue didn't realize that he was deliberately avoiding himself.

Liang Chenyue had just finished passing Yan Jin's shoulders, and her body was already much thinner, so she looked even more petite. She raised her head to look at Yan Jin, and there was a little blood sticking to Yan Jin's pale face, and some blood was dripping down the corners of her mouth.

After Liang Chenyue saw it, he couldn't help but wipe his blood with both hands, and his helpless hands rubbed on Wan Yan Jin's face for a while, Wan Yan Jin couldn't help laughing when he saw this, but he didn't know that there was a trace of blood left at the corner of his mouth, a little blood on his face, and thousands of stars in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth that were split at this moment were like a star falling, which was so poignant that it was vivid.

Liang Chenyue was almost hooked by this gentle smile, this smile was too familiar and too unfamiliar. Liang Chenyue's brain seemed to have a thunderclap exploding, although she didn't think of anything, but she was sure of it.

The person in front of her must be very important to her, so important that in order to win his slight smile, she can willingly do everything for him.

He felt so familiar to her, whether it was the tone of his voice or the light scent of her body, she felt very familiar.

"You... Why did you save me? I'm not related to you, and I don't even know who you are... Don't you know that I... Am I going to be happy? Liang Chenyue had already cried and her eyes were red, and she stared at Wan Yan Jin tightly with a pair of watery eyes, and there was an unsolvable doubt on her face.

Her heart hurt very much, the softest part of her head felt like someone had been pinched, and the pain made her twitch again and again.

Hearing this, Wan Yanjin raised the hand that was so red with blood that she couldn't see the original color at all, and trembled and approached Liang Chenyue's cheek.

He wanted to wipe her tears, those inky black eyes were like the cinnabar mole on his chest, he was in love, how could he let it rain?

But his hands were hanging in the air, and he was finally put down, and these hands were stained with too many dirty things, and he was reluctant to leave some stains on his clean face.

But when that hand was about to hang down, Liang Chenyue grabbed it tightly.

She didn't know why she subconsciously caught it, but she did it. She held Wan Yanjin's hand with both hands against her face, as if this way he wouldn't be in so much pain.

Wan Yanjin was stunned, and when his eyes fell on Liang Chenyue's body, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she was still her, even if she lost her memory, some movements would not change. Like when she held his hand, she would be so careful.

"Because... You're Xiao Yue'er. "So whenever I want, I want to be the first to be there for you, without so many words, without so many reasons.

Wan Yan Jin's throat was dry, and the words he said were also very quiet, probably because of this reason, he thought that maybe she wouldn't hear it, so he called it like this. But Liang Chenyue just heard it...

Xiao Yue'er...

In this world, there are few people who can call her name. Wan Yan Jin is one of them, and Aunt Chen is also one of them, so it seems that there will be no one after that. She used to think that the people who called her Xiao Yue'er were probably good people sent by God, because they all doted on her so much.

At that time, he always called her like this, because she was a child, and her tone of voice was glutinous, and the whole person looked like a lump of fleshy buns, very cute.

However, since Liang Chenyue left, he had never called her like this again. On the day Liang Chenyue left the city, how much he hoped that he could pick her up, and called her Xiao Yue'er as affectionately as when she was a child, if it could really be realized, she would definitely be happy.

But after all, she couldn't realize this wish, maybe because she had expected people, and then gradually gave up this idea, so when she heard it, she would be so emotional.

"Wan Yan Jin, who are you? Why are you so nice to me? If you lose something for me, what will you let me do, will I pay you back one life for another? Liang Chenyue said.

She always remembered that Yan Jin was Gusu's enemy, and it was not long before she stabbed the royal sword into his body, and his wounds had not healed yet. How could he protect her so much, no matter what she had done before, it seemed that he could ignore it all.

"No, you don't need to pay me back. This is what I owe you, I shouldn't have let you go to Purgatory City, let you stay in this place for so many years, and I shouldn't have any hesitation between the world and you. I once thought that I had failed you for the sake of the world, so I let you end up in today's field. What I owe to you is what I need to pay back after all, so that I can have peace of mind. A trace of tenderness flashed on Wan Yanjin's pale face, these days, he always looked at her with a cold face, and he could finally look at her without any scruples.

Although Wan Yan Jin's words were incomprehensible to many Liang Chenyue, she was moved by what Wan Yan Jin said. She was pretty sure that there were a lot of memories in common between her and Wan Yan Jin. She didn't know what Wan Yan Jin had done to herself before, which made him blame herself so much. But after what Yan Jin said, she felt that no matter how big her mistake was, she should be forgiven.

"Heh... When is it and are you still in the mood to fall in love here? Nan Lichuan was angry, Wan Yan Jin was not afraid of him at all, even if he held a knife and left one knife after another in his back, he was so resolute in front of Liang Chenyue.

Seeing this scene, Nan Lichuan was not angry at all, but even more angry.

"Nan Lichuan..."Wan Yan Jin pulled her voice hard, but the words she said had no momentum at all.

Nan Lichuan left three knives on Wan Yan Jin's back, if he didn't feel that it was more comfortable to torture people like this, maybe he would have ended Yan Jin's life with one knife. People like him, when there is a real person who poses a threat to them and gradually refuses to succumb to their feet, they want to teach them a hard lesson rather than let them die casually.

Death is the easiest, but how to use a more torturous way is something that needs to be thought about.

He hated Wan Yan Jin, and this hatred was not because Wan Yan Jin did something that he had to die. But like some tricky and mean people, there are some things they can't do, and when they see others do it, they can't help but have a kind of jealousy, which over time will evolve into this kind of disgust that goes deep into the bone marrow.

He is a person who is isolated from this world, and the people he looks down on the most are also the people of this world, as he thinks in his heart, they are some despicable sand and mustard seeds in his eyes, and he will not understand why Wan Yan Jin would rather wronged himself for them and hurt his own people.

"Wan Yan Jin, what else do you have to say? What you promised to this seat is that you have concealed it first. Besides, this seat is to kill this girl, and you have no right to blame this seat. The long knife in Nan Lichuan's hand was thrown aside, and the hand holding the Arowana jade pendant was also stained with blood, completely dyeing the Arowana jade pendant red, just like when Liang Chenyue took it out of Wan Yan Jin's arms that day, that kind of bright red, like a plum blossom in winter, red and dazzling.

"Why do you have to kill her, you beast is inferior? Is it because of her face? If that's the case, I'll take her away, and if you don't want to see her, I'll take her away. If you don't like her identity, what's this, she doesn't know who you are, and you don't have any feelings for her, and the gap between you and passers-by is probably just that little blood relationship. ”