"Mere mortal body, looking for death!"

Xiao Linglong shouted, and there was a cold aura in her ink-colored eyes, turning into a tyrannical wind, knocking Xiao Nanjin, Leng Ling, and Leng Yu behind her into the air.

Immediately, she turned her five fingers into claws and slammed into Bai Yuan, like a sharp blade that deboned, cutting through the flesh of his chest inch by inch, crushing the ribs of his chest, invading, biting, and pulling out—

"Whoa......

A blurry mass of flesh and blood was pulled out by Xiao Linglong.

Immediately, she smiled brightly and brightly at Xiao Changyun, and tightened her palms a little, as if to say.

Look at Xiao Changyun, this is the fate of your loved one.

The flesh was like a lump of mud, ravaged and ravaged by her, and ran down her fingers......

"Poof......

The appearance of Bai Yuan spitting blood from his mouth turned into a row of words, hovering in Xiao Changyun's mind.

- The regent Bai Yuanxu died on January 13 of the 16th year of Jiading, when he was shot through the chest by an arrow from the supreme master lurking in the slave herd, and he died of blood.

Chest.

Chest.

……

Xiao Changyun was like a fool, holding the little tofu that was not breathing and motionless, and looked at Bai Yuan's crumbling body for a moment.

Xiao Linglong smiled, and her malicious expression burst to the apex, bursting into flames.

"Xiao Changyun, I want you, life after life, forever lost...... "Love!

Such ruthless words swallowed Xiao Changyun little by little like a tide, and at the moment when she thought she was about to suffocate to death, Xiao Linglong's body softened, and she fell down with a "poof", and began to convulse like a dehydrated fish.

"Ahhh......h

"Poof......

Xiao Linglong's throat was pierced by a jade fracture fan, and blood "squeaked" out of the gap.

Xiao Changyun recognized the fan she had lost, the one she had lost in the small teahouse where she met Bai Yuan for the first time.

The one was taken away by Bai Yuan and used as a token of love.

It was pinned into Xiao Linglong's throat by Bai Yuan with ten thousand powers, piercing her throat from front to back, stopping her vicious oath.

Immediately, Bai Yuan's tall body fell heavily into the dust.

"White ...... Ziyu ......"

In Xiao Changyun's eyes, this scene was extremely slow.

She trembled and crawled forward, her small hands clutching her chest, the blood was scorching, but the sky and the earth were lonely and cold at this moment.

"Bai Ziyu ......"

"Bai Ziyu ......"

……

He listened to her call, his eyes narrowed, staring at the void that was about to break, and he opened his mouth, unable to say anything.

- Xiao Changyun, where are you, I can't see you.

His body seemed to sink into chaos and darkness, unconscious, but his heart was like being thrown into hot lava, burning and rolling, and he wanted to reach out to grab something, but the powerlessness of his soul being stripped away turned into a whirlpool and swallowed him......

- Xiao Changyun.

- Xiao Changyun.

- Xiao Changyun.

……

He called the name over and over again in his heart, as if that would imprint it into his soul.

Don't forget.

It doesn't hurt.

Indestructible.

No regrets......

Xiao ...... Long...... Cloud ......"

"Ahhh!!!hhh

He gradually stopped breathing, and she roared like a trapped beast, but her throat was crushed by grief, so that her helplessness and hesitation could not be vented.

She pressed hard against the bloody hole in his chest, endured the impact of her chest crushing her viscera into flesh, her fingertips trembling, embedded in his wounds, she shook his body, imagining how he woke up helplessly every time he fell asleep.

In that dark jade eyes, there was a deep love and pampering for her.

Whenever that happens, she rubs his cheeks and coquettishly unscrupulously.

And now......

Now she didn't dare to touch him except to feel the hot blood under her palm.

She was afraid that what she held in the palm of her hand was death.

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