Jiang Wumian kicked the door open, the moonlight was cool, although it was dim, he could still see everything that happened in the house.

Clear!

A wave of anger rose from his heart, almost swallowing his reason.

And the truth is, what is sanity?

Inexistent.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qingwan pulled his quilt without a trace, and subconsciously leaned back, the human skin mask on his face had disappeared. revealed his original appearance, and he was stunning. When the eyebrows and eyes are raised, the soul is seduced.

"What does the prince think? Broke into my room in the middle of the night and asked me what I was doing. She sneered.

"I told you, I don't want to see you, please, get out!"

Ye Qingwan didn't give Jiang Wumian any face, his voice was cold, and even there was a chill curled up in his eyes, making people dare not look directly.

These words made everyone present stunned.

Qiao Qiao and Hua Chongjin were standing behind Jiang Wumian, the two of them didn't go in, but they clearly heard Ye Qingwan's words, and they both looked at each other in surprise.

I thought I was hallucinating.

This is what Xiao Wanwan would say?

It's too ......

It sounds so heart-wrenching.

Not to mention Jiang Wumian himself.

It was as if a knife had been plunged directly into the heart, stirring it violently, dripping with blood, tormenting him little by little.

Jiang Wumian only felt that his heart was pantothenic, and his face was gloomy and almost dripping.

She......

Really don't want to see him like that?

"Get out." Jiang Wumian wanted to talk to Ye Qingxuan, but looking at the person sitting at the head of her bed, it was really an eyesore, and it made him want to kill him.

"The prince seems to have made a mistake, Wanwan is telling you to get out." Su Mu cocked Erlang's legs, and looked towards Jiang Wumian with a faint gaze, carelessly.

But when he heard Jiang Wumian's ears, they were full of provocation.

As soon as Su Mu's words fell, a figure appeared in front of him, and a palm came towards the door in front of him.

He hurriedly dodged sideways, the wind of his palm swept past his ears, and the mask fell with a clatter, a little harsh.

Su Mu hurriedly covered his face with a wide sleeved robe, frowning slightly, his face was not very good.

"Get out!"

The powerful aura made Qiao Qiao hurriedly pull the flower to slip away.

, this is simply a Shura field for three people, don't be too scary.

Su Muhun didn't care about his words, leaned against the window, and looked at Jiang Wumian with cold eyes.

"I've said it all, Wanwan is for you to get out." The corners of his mouth are hooked, but the smile does not reach the bottom of his eyes.

If Jiang Wumian is said, he really hasn't been afraid.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Wumian's eyes, and he rushed directly towards Su Mu.

The two of them exchanged hands in this small room.

Deadly moves.

Not a joke at all.

Ye Qingwan coldly watched the extremely childish behavior of the two, took out his dagger from under the pillow, and passed it directly in front of the two of them.

"Fight, get out and fight!"

The voice was cold and hard, and no one was given face.

Jiang Wumian curled up his hands, and under the moonlight, his face was particularly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Su Mu saw it, a flash of light crossed his eyes, and he stored strength in his palm, and went directly towards Jiang Wumian's face.

Murderous intent emerges.

At this distance, Jiang Wumian couldn't even hide.

At the last moment, a sharp dagger also came towards his front door.

Su Mu turned sideways, his palm was deflected, and that side was shattered.

The dagger flew past the side of his face and sneaked into the window behind him.

A drop of blood swayed from the blade, splashing on the ground, and the moonlight seemed to be red.

The hair fell, Su Mu raised his eyes, reached out and touched the wound on his face, wet......

If he hadn't hid just now......

I'm afraid it's been a headshot.

He turned his head to look at Ye Qingwan who was leaning on the side of the bed, his cold eyes were strong at this time, and he made his heart tremble.

"You want to kill me......"

"Get out."

"Ye Qingjuan, you know my ......"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Ye Qingwan interrupted him indifferently, and there was no longer the gentleness of those days.

"Okay."

The window shook, and only Ye Qingwan and Jiang Wumian were left in the room.

Ye Qingwan didn't look at Jiang Wumian, but said indifferently: "You get out too." ”

Jiang Wumian walked towards Ye Qingwan step by step.

His hands were on the sides of her cheeks, his eyes were faintly shining, and he couldn't express his emotions, as if he could eat people, and he was extremely hot.

It's hard to look at it directly.

Ye Qingwan raised his eyes to look at him, "Get out." ”

"Aren't you trying to kill me?"

“……”

"I'm in front of you now, you can do it, I won't hide, I won't fight back, wait for when you are out of breath, when will you stop."

There was an unprecedented fragility in his voice.

No one knew that compared to Ye Qingwan wanting to kill him for no reason, her sentence "I hate you" made her heart cut like a knife.

Especially, it was this indifferent attitude, it was like a fire roasting his heart, and it hurt hotly.

It's better to give him a knife.

The slightest torture, he really couldn't stand it.

can endure the bone-eroding pain caused by poison, such a strong heart, when facing Ye Qingwan, it will collapse.

Ye Qingwan's face did not react, but his heart was already turbulent.

The hand that was placed on the quilt suddenly tightened.

Always, always......

Hateful!

Seeing the Guichu Bell on his waist, she squinted her eyes and snatched it directly.

"Then I'll let you die!"

The Guichu Bell rang suddenly, and a drop of blood fell on the Guichu Bell, Jiang Wumian's eyes darkened, and he fainted directly.

There were a lot of images in my brain at once.

He's just a spectator, but he's like he's experienced it himself.

This night, ups and downs...... Pain is intertwined.

"Lingran, I hate you."

"Once, you saved me with your life, and now, I give you my life back."

"Lingran, I wish I had never met you."

Desperate voices, bodies lying down in pools of blood.

His heart tightened, and Jiang Wumian suddenly woke up.

I felt like my whole heart was about to be suffocated by that scene.

Pain, regret, desolation, loneliness, countless emotions burst out of his heart, making his brain momentarily dazed.

Last night's dream......

Desolate and desolate.

Heart, it hurts......

"Lingran, I hate you......"

"Lingran, I hate you."

In my mind, this sentence has been echoing constantly.

The woman's heartache at the beginning, despair and indifference at the end......

It made his brain feel like it was going to explode.

So, he's a spirit......

He killed...... She?

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, white and matchless, with distinct bones, like jade, but he felt full of blood at this time.

It's all her blood.

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it.

He loved her so much, that was the person he would rather die than hurt......

He stood up suddenly, it was still last night's room, because of the hard beating, the whole room was messy, and one wall was also torn down, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, he staggered out of the room, grabbed a person, and asked directly.

"What about Ye Qingwan? Where is she? ”

"Huh? In that room. The little guy gestured to a room.

Jiang Wumian actually flew over directly, and didn't even bother to knock on the door, so he broke in directly.

In the room, it was quiet.

He subconsciously looked at the bed, on which a bag was bulging and his hair was exposed.

Jiang Wumian plucked up the courage to walk to the bed and stood there for a long time, he didn't even dare to wake up Ye Qingwan.

What if everything in the dream was confirmed to be true?

How is he going to face her?

The outstretched hand was suddenly retracted.

For the first time in my life, I felt an emotion called fear.

Sweep the whole body.

The so-called calm self-sufficiency, total collapse.

Because he cared so much, he was afraid that he had hurt her before......

Not before.

He wouldn't allow anyone to hurt her......

Not even him.

He pierced his heart with a sword and fell in a pool of blood......

How much her heart must have hurt.

He stood still for a long time, and left Ye Qingwan's room a little dejectedly.

When the door was closed, the person hiding in the quilt suddenly sat up, and there was a little sleepiness in his eyes.

In her hand, she still holds the Guichu Bell, a cyan jade. It has long been dyed blood red.

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By the end of the night, the jungle had been almost destroyed.

Bian Jinghan was still paying attention to a black figure while dodging the flying leaves, which can really kill.

When I came back last night, I was not only injured, but also very irritable.

If you don't say a word, you will beat someone.

In this forest, most of the trees are bald, and the green leaves are flying, and each one has a fierce energy, showing how angry the owner is.

But who has the ability to make him so angry?

Could it be Rong Huang?

No, that's not how he reacts.

Bian Jinghan frowned, thinking about all the possibilities in his mind, but they were all ruled out in an instant.

Su Mu has a gentle temper, this person must have the ability to reach the sky, right?

"Childe? Someone is coming, aren't we leaving? ”

There is a special person in charge of this forest, and after a night, most of them are bald, so they naturally want to come and find out the reason.

After Bian Jinghan heard the movement, he hurriedly reminded him.

When the man heard his voice, he stopped moving, and stood there, the leaves around him falling sprinkled, and the face on the lining became more and more warm and moist.

Of course, if it weren't for the cold expression, it would be more pleasing to the eye.

Bian Jinghan was sure that this person would not run wild, so he mustered up the courage to walk into him and pulled him away quickly.

Trees, bald......

After walking far, Bian Jinghan stopped, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Bian Jinghan couldn't think of it even if he wanted to break his head.

Su Mu closed his eyes, his hair was flying, making him look a little arrogant, and after a while, he reached out and touched the wound on his face, which was cut by Ye Qingwan with a dagger, after a night, the wound had scabbed, but the pain that pierced his heart seemed to be still there.

I knew she liked him......

But she never knew that she could ask for his life for him......

If he doesn't hide...... Su Mu didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he felt that there was a breath in his heart that couldn't dissipate or dissolve.