Then, everyone saw that Yue Shisan, who was wearing a hospital gown, pinched the big Taibao and threw it against the wall: "Let you bully her, I'll beat you." ”

"Thirteenth of the month!"

At such a scene, the excited Yang Qingfeng burst into tears and ran towards him screaming.

When Yue Thirteen heard this name now, he would know that he was calling him, and when he looked back, he happened to see Yang Qingfeng, who had been beaten with a stick.

Qi's heart and blood surged, teleported to Yang Qingfeng, pinched the thug's throat, and gritted his teeth: "You hit her, damn it!" ”

When the words fell, the other party's throat was pinched off, his head hung softly, and he was thrown at the others by Yue Thirteen.

Yang Qingfeng staggered to Yue Thirteen, his trembling hand touched Yue Thirteen's face, and tears flowed down his face: "You're back...... I knew you weren't going to go...... Come back with me, okay? ”

Yue 13 looked at Yang Qingfeng's caution, a little ignorant, glanced at Xiao Xian, and his voice was weak: "I just want to protect you, your crying makes me feel very distressed." However, where am I going back, Xiao Xian asked me to follow him. ”

Yang Qingfeng grabbed him tightly: "Don't follow Xiao Xian, follow me, follow me, where do I go, you go." ”

At this time, she doesn't care who it is, the ghost, she only knows that the man in front of her is her thirteenth month, and everything else is to hell with it.

Yue 13 was very embarrassed: "But, I don't know you, why should I be with you?" ”

These words, like thunder in the sky, split Yang Qingfeng's body, his body shook, and he was grief-stricken: "What did you say? You say you don't know me? Who am I? You don't remember? ”

"Xiao Xian called you crazy." Yue 13 struggled to recall, "He also said that you are his wife's best friend. Are you called a madman? ”

Yang Qingfeng's stopped tears rolled down, and the tears were salty: "I am your fiancée, Yang Qingfeng!" ”

Yue 13 looked at her in a daze, and suddenly covered her head and shouted: "Fiancée!" No, no, my heart hurts? What did I forget? Who am I and who am I? My fiancée ......"

"Thirteenth of the month!" Yang Qingfeng saw him going crazy in pain and wanted to step forward to comfort him.

At this moment, Yue Thirteen's body was full of golden light, and the hospital gowns on his body were all shattered and transformed into white Zen clothes.

Thick black hair, turned into a bald head, and the Qingfeng long sword in his hand pointed directly at the earth, domineering and murderous.

Xiao Xian on the side was dumbfounded: "You can't touch wine when you're alive, what can't you touch after you die?" ”

What did Yang Qingfeng say just now that made him transform?

You have to think about it.

Looking at the transformed Yue Thirteen, Yang Qingfeng opened his mouth wide, and his lips trembled: "Yue Thirteen!" ”

Yue Thirteen was full of murderous aura, red eyes, murderous aura, and the green front in his hand was buzzing.

The Great Taibao was stunned, and when he looked at the thirteenth of last month, he felt that inside was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a sea of blood purgatory.

His feet trembled and he moved slowly, trying to run.

"Poof!"

As soon as the Great Taibao moved, the thirteenth month of Zen clothes, the Qingfeng in his hand turned, and the head of the Great Taibao spun and fell at the feet of the yellow hair.

"Ah......h

Yue Thirteen's ruthless eyes swept towards him: "It's noisy!" ”

The yellow hair was terrified, he only felt a flower in front of him, he didn't dare to move, for fear of saying the wrong thing, just why there was something hot and dripping on his feet.

His gaze slowly lowered, hey, how can you see your own feet, this angle, isn't it lying on the ground, looking at your own feet.

Hehe, how could he do such a stupid thing.

He won't, he's going to have to get out of here happily.

Why is his feet disobedient...... The yellow hair stared at the soles of his shoes and opened his mouth: "Hurry up!" ”

However, the soles of his shoes were still facing him, and there was no movement.

The yellow hair sighed lightly and closed his eyes: "Out of sight is pure!" ”

When everyone saw the yellow hair and the severed head, they could still speak, beat their subordinates, and screamed and ran around in fright.

"Where to run!"

The white-clothed, god-like Moon Thirteen was suspended in front of the thugs, and with a stroke of the green blade in his hand, a red light flashed, killing into the crowd.

No one screamed, and no one fled.

Time seems to stand still in this moment.

Thugs, you look at me, I look at you, they all point to each other and say, "You have a red line on your face." ”

"You have a red thread around your neck."

"Your legs are running on their own."

"Why did you fall, your ass ran away."

Xiao Xian, who was on the side, came to Yang Qingfeng's side, took her into his arms, covered her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Close your eyes, I'll take you home." ”

Yang Qingfeng remained motionless.

"Poof!"

All those who stand still are all reduced to a mist of blood.

On the thirteenth day of the month of Zen Yi, he looked at Xiao Xian: "They all deserve to die." ”

Xiao Xian nodded: "Burn it." "There were other bodies on the ground, as well as people who weren't dead.

The thirteenth moon slapped the wind towards the thugs who were still struggling, and a flame flashed out of thin air, surrounding the thugs in the middle.

Scream, wail!

Purgatory on earth, nothing more than that.

Yang Qingfeng wanted to push Xiao Xian away, but was clicked by Xiao Xian, directly carried her on his shoulder, and strode away: "I'm doing this for your good, be careful that you can't eat, you can't sleep, it's too bloody." ”

Yue Thirteen, who followed behind, danced the Qingfeng Sword in the firelight, and roared: "Qingyang, where are you?" I'm your Ah Yue......"

The voice is sad and sad, desperate and broken, and there is no greater mourning than death.

Xiao Xian, who was in front of him, stopped fiercely and shouted at Yue Thirteen: "Hey, what's your real name?" ”

Yue Thirteen in the firelight, stepping on the fire, stood in front of Xiao Xian: "Who are you?" ”

Xiao Xian held his forehead: "I'm your best friend, Xiao Xian!" Don't you forget your real name, do you? ”

"My real name ......" the sadness and despair on Yue Thirteen's face went deeper again, "Qingyang, I can't find her, I don't know where she is?" ”

"Real name?" Trick a name, is it easy for him, and he still talks about it, he doesn't want to be resurrected, right?

Yue Thirteen stared at him: "Xiao Xian, can you help me find Qingyang?" ”

"Name." Xiao Xian's fists tightened, "Only by knowing your real name can I help you find Qingyang." ”

Yue Thirteen's face was full of surprise: "My name...... My name is...... Why can't I remember what my name is? Who are you? ”

Xiao Xian was dumbfounded: "You don't want Qingyang to be resurrected?" ”

"Who is Qingyang?" Yue 13 looked at Xiao Xian puzzled, the white Zen clothes on his body slowly disappeared, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was also disappearing.

Forgot again?

Xiao Xian was really sad and helpless: "Your fiancée, Yang Qingfeng ......"

This is what Yang Qingfeng said before, and then he changed on the thirteenth day of the month.

Sure enough, after Xiao Xian finished saying this, Yue Thirteen, whose white Zen clothes had receded, suddenly became fierce, and the white-clothed Zen clothes, as white as snow, and the fleeting Qingfeng Sword was buzzing and trembling.

was originally a gentle moon thirteen, but transformed into a murderous demon Ah Yue.

"Qingyang, where are you? I'm your Ah Yue. Yue 13 rushed into the firelight, and the Qingfeng sword swept the corpse on the ground, "I'm here to avenge you, Buddha, why don't you cross her ......?"

"Your real name?" Xiao Xian shouted again.

"Qingyang, Qingyang......"