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Not only that, Xiao Changyun's skin looks so white and delicate under the sun, like the finest mutton fat jade.

Falling from such a high place, even if there is a "buffer" from Chu Ran halfway, it is impossible for her to be able-bodied.

What's going on?!

No!

That's not the point, what about Bai Yuan?!

Xiao Changyun turned around, and there was Chu Ran's "corpse" lying not far away, but there was no trace of Bai Yuan beside him.

Xiao Changyun panicked, countless thoughts crossed her mind, no matter which one it was, she couldn't bear it.

She had lost him, but couldn't even stand his corpse?

Bean-sized tears fell one after another, like pearls with broken threads, and she staggered and got up, looking around in the dense woods, like a lost child......

"Bai Ziyu ......"

"Ziyu ......"

……

No one answered, and the silence around her was so quiet that she almost collapsed.

She ran, tripped over the vines and fell to the ground, her hands covered with mud and smudge, and the pain coming from her palms, everything was wildly amplified by the sadness in her heart.

She couldn't take it anymore, so she sat on the ground and cried, as if the embankment had burst.

The tears seemed to have no end.

Finally, a sigh came from the dense forest.

Xiao Changyun was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes helplessly, and then the whole person was stunned in place as if he had been struck by lightning......

Not far away, the man was dressed in a brocade robe stained with blood, sitting like a golden sword, and the withered branches under him exuded the light of the Supreme Throne because of this noble and unparalleled man.

Yes......

Facing this man, Xiao Changyun even had an urge to bow down.

His long satin hair hung carelessly by his side, his tall figure like a frost god in the eternal wilderness, independent and alienated.

His eyebrows are as slender as a sword, gently stretched, a pair of chaotic and deep eyes, magical and spiritual, just one glance, can make people sink.

A straight nose bridge and beautiful thin lips......

This man who is perfect to the extreme in every inch, this man who is not stained with red dust, who else can he be if he is not Bai Yuan?!

Bai Yuan!

Bai Ziyu!

Xiao Changyun was stunned, stupid, stunned!

Then I cried, rejoiced, and laughed!

What death, what sorrow, what pain, she threw it away!

She got up and swooped and slammed into Bai Yuan's arms.

With great force, the gods above this altar were knocked into the dust.

The two of them fell backwards together, and in the confusion, he was stiff and pale, while she held his handsome face and kissed it fiercely.

With a hint of lone wolf-like ruthlessness, he bit his thin lips, and even used his little tongue to pry open his teeth, domineering into it, and entangled him to death.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, and she didn't see his annoyed and helpless face at all.

He raised his hand and wanted to slap the abominable ...... Damn ...... The guy threw it away.

Partially.

Her tears smashed down on his face, as if she had imprisoned magic, and he couldn't move at all.

She invaded, grinded, rubbed inch by inch, until both of them felt the bloody breath in their mouths, until his eyes were scarlet, until the tip of her tongue was numb and she was out of breath, and she finally stopped.

But she didn't leave him at all, she lay in his arms, and let his strength and her slenderness smeared together, so fit, so perfect......

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