"Leader !!"

The moment Lu Jianqian's legs were weak and he collapsed to the ground, Ma Tianlong's anxious cry of concern came from behind him.

She looked up blankly, and looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, whose face had faded, and his thin lips were bleeding.

Hmmm-

But he raised his hand, and the long, cold palm touched her face lightly.

The slightly cool fingertips gently touched the corners of her eyes.

Yan Zheng raised his hand, brushed his thin lips to wipe the tears from his fingertips, looked at her, and bent his eyes.

"Look, Ah Qian, it's really not sincere."

“……”

On his thin lips, the tears, mixed with the bright blood on his lips.

It seems to dilute the dazzling red, blend a different color, and set off a different beauty on his handsome but pale face.

She didn't blink, and felt that the man's body seemed to have a fatal attraction, so that she couldn't take her eyes off.

After speaking, Yan Zheng spit out a mouthful of blood and fell down-

Swish.

The girl subconsciously reached out to catch it, and when she caught the man who fell on her, the heavy weight on her shoulders made her mind blank.

Why is she crying?

Why do you feel distressed?

Why, even more, catch him?

and the hot eye sockets, and the uncontrollable tingling of the heart, made her feel as if she had done something...... She would regret it for the rest of her life.

Heaven and earth are silent.

The girl who knelt there, and the handsome man who fell on her shoulder in her arms, seemed to have become the only existence in this world.

Until—

“…… Daddy? ”

Soft and innocent, the milky dazed sound sounded overhead.

The girl and Ma Tianlong behind her both turned their heads sideways and looked towards the peaks above the valley of Qunyue Mountain.

The child standing on the edge of the top tilted his little head, and his big beautiful eyes looked at the two people below, and the pupils reflected the handsome man with a faint breath and almost couldn't open his eyes.

Yan Lin blinked, his gaze fell on the blood stains on his body, and then he rolled his eyes warmly to look at the girl who was holding him.

"Mother?" The child's voice was still milky, and he was so dazed that he didn't seem to understand what was happening, but his voice was hesitant: "Why is the breath on Daddy's body weak, as if it is about to disappear?" ”

The girl's heart felt even more tingling, but she was only stunned for a moment, then pursed her small mouth, and reached out to put Yan Zheng back on the ground with an indifferent expression.

Swish.

She got up, glanced condescendingly at the man with a weak breath, then frowned and asked coldly, "Why is he here?" ”

Ma Tianlong knew that she was asking Yan Lin, and after he glanced at the child above, he was also at a loss: "I don't know either, it stands to reason that he should be at Ah Shan and Lao Chen, they were still staring at him when I came out." ”

"Forget it." Lu Jianqian calmly glanced at Xiao Yan Lin over there, turned around and instructed Ma Tianlong: "Take him and Yan Zheng together, find someone to send back to the Wulin League." ”

Lu Jianqian's expression was faint, and he was still expressionless and indifferently ready to wipe the blood from the soft sword in his hand, but he paused when he saw the blood stains on it.

Scene by scene flashed in my mind, the image of the man calmly bearing the sword before.

She closed her eyes, but finally took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood off it without hesitation.

"Whether Yan Zheng can live or not depends on his own creation." Lu Jian said indifferently, and was unmoved by the cold opening of his lips: "Since he is already a defeated general, even if he still has that life to survive, if he still dares to come and send him to death, the sect leader will wait." ”

"Yes......"

Before Ma Tianlong could respond, the milky voice above his head sounded again.

"Is Daddy dying?"