"Weiwei, I'm my brother...... Only only, only ......"

In his sad eyes, he choked up and shouted out the affectionate name that lingered in his heart. It seems that every word he says becomes the motivation for him to persevere.

An Yang looked away, not daring to look at his appearance at the moment. It was obviously a reluctance and tenderness for her, but the clear call, like broken glass, pierced her heart at the edge.

What Ji Yanxiao did, she had no way to forgive. Even if she sees the warmth like in her memory now, for her, it is just a gorgeous and illusory dream in the past.

In a momentary stunned, the man saw An Yang trembling and stretched out his hand.

I don't know if it's because of the affection these days, or because Anyang is covered with the smell of his spiritual power, he didn't resist others taking the initiative to approach for the first time.

Anyang's almost exhausted spiritual power was like a misty lake, mixed with a unique tranquility and fragrance, nourishing his soul little by little.

The refreshing breath that he had never experienced before made the man's eyes widen in disbelief.

He never imagined that the original guide's active dispersal of power would be so fascinating. Even his cold body seemed to exude a temperature that he had never experienced before.

An Yang's thin spiritual power slowly flowed through every corner of his body, and then under the guidance of his assistant, he finally rushed into the sea of knowledge.

Ji Yanxiao saw that the figures of the two of them were leaning on each other, and the decadent body that could no longer support it fell. The palm of his hand brushed the ground, barely falling down.

"Weiwei, my brother will take you home...... "Weiwei, can you not get close to him......

He closed his eyes in pain, and the helplessness in his voice made him realize the powerlessness of this moment. He used the so-called hatred to push Anyang into the abyss......

"Weiwei, don't beg him for me. I'm not worth it for you......"

However, at this time, no one paid attention to the humility of the loser.

The short time in the silent space became unusually long, and even the coldness that penetrated the bone marrow began to make people damp and unbearable.

"Since you are begging me with such a promise, I can let him go," the rough breath exhaled a thin white mist, and the man slowly opened his eyes, looked at An Yang's almost collapsed body, and hugged the person tightly into his arms.

He didn't want to kill Ji Yanxiao in the first place, and this time he brought people here just to squeeze out all the other party's spiritual power. The strength of the sentinel has a limit, and he is going to abolish Ji Yanxiao.

In this way, he is the only one left in the world who has Ji Yanxiao's power.

As for Anyang, hehe, he didn't even think about letting go.

An Yang nodded heavily, tears flashing in his eyes. After doing this spiritual counseling, she has completely lost her strength, "Let him go......

At the moment when he was put on the bed, An Yang tried his best to grab the man's wrist.

"I will," leaving Anyang's spiritual power, the coldness of the body swept over again. He dragged An Yang's palm down with his backhand, and when his eyes saw Ji Yanxiao covered in blood, a malicious smile surged on the corner of his lips.

Ji Yanxiao only felt that the darkness in front of him was sinking, and the man's voice rumbled above his head, "Give me the power, and I'll let you go." ”

"Let her go......" Ji Yanxiao raised his jaw with difficulty, "I don't need your charity!" You let her go, let her go! ”

"You're not qualified now, negotiate terms with me." Laughing disdainfully, the man's palm slammed against Ji Yanxiao's head, "Don't toast or eat and drink." If you don't cooperate, I'll kill you. In this way, she will always be my person. ”