Xuan Qing seemed to see what Yan Jun was thinking, and spoke first, stopping his next move.

"She doesn't need your martyrdom."

Yan Jun raised her head suddenly, and what she was facing was a pair of soft and cold beautiful eyes, Xuan Qing's appearance was gentle, and even her eyes were extremely soft, but once she sank her eyes, her eyes would become sharp.

Xuan Qing looked into Yan Jun's eyes and said word by word: "She said it herself, she doesn't want to see you again, she is willing to see you again, dead or alive." Yan Jun, do you think that if we meet again on Huangquan Road, will she hate you even more? ”

These words are extremely poignant.

Yan Jun's weakness is here, he is afraid that she will hate him.

Although he didn't remember when he said this to Xuan Qing, Fu Yue, who was floating next to him, was still relieved.

She was afraid that what if this dead-eyed person really committed suicide?

Luckily, I was stopped.

Yan Jun sat on the ground with a blank look in her eyes, her thin lips closed together, and she muttered to herself: "She hates me and never wants to see me again...... You don't even want to die and look at me again......"

What to do. My heart really hurts.

The pain is dying.

Yan Jun's head hung down, and from this angle, his black hair was scattered, lining this beautiful somewhat unreal face, which became more and more stunning, pale and fragile.

He suddenly raised his head again, barely supporting himself to his feet, his voice low and firm.

"I'm going to take her away. I'm going to save her...... "at all costs."

It sounds like a kind of desperate madness.

Xuan Qing only felt that Yan Jun was crazy.

"Impossible."

He refused.

Yan Jun lowered her eyelashes, "I'm not discussing with you, if you don't agree, I will level your Nanchu and kill all of you, and I will snatch her over." ”

Xuan Qing frowned and looked at Yan Jun, as expected. Tsinghua

The look in Yan Jun's eyes was already completely crazy, although his face was still relatively cold and normal except for his pale face, but the faintly scarlet pupils still exposed the distortion under his eyes.

He's going crazy.

Yan Jun said to herself: "I can save her, I can save her ......"

Tianji Pavilion, Tianji Old Man.

Legend has it that he has an elixir in his hand, which can live the dead and heal white bones.

Although I don't know if this legend is true or not, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yan Jun doesn't want to give up.

The old man of Tianji is his master, if he begs him, maybe there is still a chance to save her...... Maybe you can.

Yan Jun's eyes faintly revealed a little hope in the madness.

Xuan Qing didn't agree, but he couldn't use his original strength in the small world, this body was already a weak scholar, where could he stop Yan Jun.

In the end, Xuan Qing was knocked unconscious.

And this body was held up by Yan Jun steadily, carefully protected in his arms, and he didn't seem to mind that what he was holding in his arms was a cold corpse.

I don't know how Yan Jun brought the person in her arms back to the Yan army camp.

Fu Yue floated beside him the whole time, staring at Yan Jun who was so nervous that he was about to go crazy.

Fu Yue: *****

She cursed.

Yan Jun didn't play her cards according to common sense and disrupted her plans.

This sentence directly took away her body, and she still faked her death?

This is going to turn into real death sooner or later, and she is really a Piao.

“……”

Fu Yue cursed a very dirty word in his heart again.