"I never lied to you. You never asked me. ”

"I thought, forget it, it's just what I thought......"

"Yun Luoyi, I thought I could make you remember me, but you can only erase my confidence in you again and again."

"That catkins ......"

"No, it's none of my business."

The woman waved her hand gently, resolute and indifferent, I don't know if my heart is too tired, or if I really don't want to listen to his explanation anymore, maybe the truth is really different from what I think, but I am really tired.

There are always too many misunderstandings and hardships, and I always hope that I don't understand feelings when I'm young, but in the end, it's myself who is most likely to be bruised.

"Exile."

"Why, after knowing my identity, do you even have to call my name so bluntly, General Yun?"

Yun Luoyi was pierced into her heart by the woman's indifferent tone.

"Madam, whether you are a demon or a human, I will not leave you."

He stepped forward and hugged her back into his cool embrace, he had the wind from the mountains and forests, and in the next second, it disappeared.

"Poof."

It was the sound of a sharp blade passing through, and the blade was an ice-like brilliance, piercing Yun Luoyi's chest and reaching the back of the heart, Yun Luoyi's hand summoned the wind, wrapped the flow in an airtight air, away from himself, and then, he slowly fell to the ground.

The fog in her eyes suddenly dissipated, and it was still the clear eyes that flowed out of her smiling eyebrows and eyes hundreds of years ago, desperate crying, the back of the dragon slaying and the unruly affection.

In this life, I haven't had time to see it, but it's okay, under the sky, I finally protected you.

The woman only felt that she was blown over by the violent wind and flew out, and when she turned her head, the man who was pretended to be in her heart had already fallen to the ground, and her back was cold from the wind, and she stretched out her hand and touched it, only to find that it was full of blood.

The silver-white armored man's chest was like a blood-red flower, spreading and taking away his life, and in the center of the blood was his own dazzling cold light blade.

"How is that possible? How could the Chilllight Blade? It's not me, I really, not me. ”

The woman suddenly raised her head and saw that the big red robe that was flying like herself was Liu Linchuan. The cold light blade recognizes the master, except for himself, he is the only one, and he can control it.

"Why? Why are you doing this? ”

Liuyan rushed forward like crazy, picked up the cold light piano with only three remnant strings on the side, and played the song of chasing the water without the slightest hesitation, without giving the man on the other side half a chance to explain and words of reunion.

But her attack on Liu Linchuan's eyes was like a kite with a broken string, high and low, and incapable. With a wave of his hand, it dissipated.

"Exile Protector, say a few more words to him. When you're done, it's time to go back to Moyingmen with me. Because of him, he is already certain to die. ”