Ye Zhanyun's voice was choked with an irrepressible chok, "Master rescued you back, not to see you become what you are now. ”

He stood outside the door in a daze, confused for a moment.

"Master, let me go, leave me alone......"

"You let me die, I don't want to live......"

An Yang's desperate cry crushed against him inch by inch.

Death, wanting to die, the word is like a poisonous snake with open fangs, gnawing at his soul.

Can't die, she can't die! She's dead, what should he do! He finally found her!

Pushing open the door suddenly, his tearful eyes stared at An Yang's face in grief, "Xinyue ......"

The sudden appearance of the person made An Yang's movements freeze immediately. The crying red eyes revealed the horror of fear when they saw the person who was coming.

"Master, Master! He's coming to get me, he's going to torture me......" She broke down and cried as she screamed, "Don't, let me go, let me go......"

"I won't pester you anymore, you let me go......"

Ji Yanshu's heart suddenly fell into an ice cave, he opened his mouth, and it took a long time to squeeze a sentence out of his throat, "I didn't, Xinyue...... I didn't have ......"

He wanted to tell her that he never wanted to hurt her. He just, he just realized that before he knew it, he had fallen in love with her.........

"Xinyue, I won't hurt you again......"

"Ji Yanshu! Are you when I'm dead! Ye Zhanyun didn't expect him to sneak into the Cloud Hall quietly, and when he opened his palm, the condensed Silver Moon Sword emitted a cold light.

The body that forcibly broke through the barrier had already begun to suffer from severe pain just by summoning the sword blade.

He forcibly endured the surging blood in his heart and lungs and blocked in front of An Yang.

"I'm not here to fight," Ji Yanshu shook his head bitterly, "Xinyue, I didn't do it, don't be afraid of me." ”

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to appease An Yang.

However, this subtle movement made An Yang's eyes swell with fear again, and she hid behind Ye Zhanyun tremblingly.

The white veil covers the face, but the exposed skin clearly shows the ugly scars that are entrenched.

As if noticing what he was looking at, An Yang let out a scream, and his body trembled more and more.

"Don't look, don't look at ......"

The trembling sound in his throat made the tears in Ji Yanshu's eyes fall uncontrollably, "Xinyue...... I—I'm not here to take you away......"

He choked and spoke, and his hand in mid-air fell abruptly.

In the man's frightened gaze, he saw his humble self.

He never imagined that there would be such a day, Anyang was afraid of him, disgusted with him, and even hated him......

"Get out!" Pressing the blood that was about to spurt out of his throat, Ye Zhanyun's hand holding the sword trembled inadvertently.

Such a fatal little action was easily captured by Ji Yanshu.

He stared at Ye Zhanyun with complicated eyes, now he could easily crush this person to death, as simple as crushing an ant.

But he knew very well in his heart that Ye Zhanyun became like this completely for Anyang.

And what did he do......

"I just wanted to come and see her, nothing else," a hoarse voice slowly overflowed, and he staggered back two steps, "You believe me, I didn't know something like this was going to happen, I didn't do it......"