The Wind Mu stood on the edge of the cliff, and below it was the tumbling river.

The wind blew the corners of his clothes flying.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Xiling Qian, whose eyes were half-open and half-closed, and said softly, "Qianqian, no one can stop us anymore!" ”

Xilingqian: "Hmm! He spoke, but did not speak.

A faint smile bloomed at the corner of Feng Zhimu's mouth, and Xiling Qian leaned on his arms with satisfaction.

The blood in her abdomen was flowing constantly, but she didn't feel a trace of pain.

With all her might, she struggled to spit out three words: "I, love you!" ”

Feng Zhimu hugged her tightly, jumped up, and the figures of the two disappeared from the background.

At the same time as falling, in front of Feng Zhimu's eyes, one scene after another emerged.

Seven-year-old Xilingqian, with an innocent smile, broke into his heart, and since then, it has been out of control.

A few years later, Xilingqian, although she didn't remember herself, he still felt very happy.

Because, as long as she's there, he's fine!

When the candles were in the cave room, he stood far away and saw Xilingqian with a phoenix crown through the window.

He didn't want to mention how happy he was.

That night, though, he didn't enter the room.

Because he knew that if he went in, it would only make the girl embarrassed and unhappy.

In this life, he only lives for her.

I hope that in the next life, he can still meet her.

With a "plop", the bodies of the two fell into the water, splashing huge waves.

Ye Qinglan in the clouds was already dumbfounded, looking at everything in shock.

With all her might, she slammed the barrier around her, and the barrier shattered into stars and dissipated into the air.

"Qinglan!" Di Tianli stretched out his hand to pull her, but Ye Qinglan glared at him back, shook off his outstretched hand, and flew down.

Di Tianli was helpless, he just had to follow.

At the moment when Feng Zhimu jumped, Feng Yanxiao woke up.

He glanced ahead in a trance, and asked the guard who was supporting him, "What about the wind mu?" ”

The guard paused before returning to "Lord Regent...... Jumped down with the princess in his arms. ”

Feng Yanxiao immediately sobered up, covered the wound on his chest, and stood with difficulty, "What? ”

Xilingqian she ......

The expression in his eyes was extremely complicated, and his eyes were gloomy.

When he was distracted, the guards beside him suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty, get out of the way, danger!" ”

Before Feng Yanxiao could react, he was pulled back by the guards.

At that moment, a ball of light suddenly fell from the sky, smashing right where Feng Yanxiao was standing just now.

The ball of light landed on the ground with a loud noise, blasting the ground into dust.

A lot of mud smashed into Feng Yanxiao and the group of guards.

The wound on Feng Yanxiao's chest hurt even more, and he sat down on the ground, holding the arrow in his chest with one hand and propping up the ground with the other.

After the dust cleared, Ye Qinglan appeared in front of everyone in a pale cyan Luo skirt falling from the sky.

Behind her, there was also Di Tianli, who was dressed in white like snow.

He cast a spell on his face, so that people couldn't see his face clearly at all, and could only feel the dusty temperament.

Feng Yanxiao had seen Ye Qinglan before, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground, "Miss Ye, what do you mean by this!" ”

She fell from the sky with a cold body, needless to say, the ball of light just now was shot down by her.

Ye Qinglan glared at Feng Yanxiao angrily: "What do I mean, you can't see it?" You forced Feng Zhimu and Xiling Qian to death, and asked me what I meant. It's a pity that that the palm just now didn't kill you. ”

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