From the distance upstairs and downstairs, they looked at each other, Ye Weilan's eyes were full of confusion, and there were prays and fears that even she didn't notice.

Perangordo seemed to laugh a little, and said something, but she didn't hear it from a wide distance.

He lifted his slender fingers, pressed them to his lips, and made a "shhhhh

After Ye Weilan made this gesture, her pace suddenly and strangely stopped, and her whole person seemed to have lost all the strength in her body, and she lay on the ground in shame, tears raining down in an instant.

She heard the most poignant and heart-rending voice in her life, and shouted, "No-"

A huge nerve pressure spread from the air, and countless birds that flew by fell in flocks from the sky without warning, and the screams were endless, and the secret guards beside Ye Weilan fell two in the first time.

Her brain seemed to be poured with a heavy piece of lead, and the cold pain made people want to die immediately, and her hand, which had no slightest sense, trembled and slowly touched the knife of the shadow guard beside her.

The sharp blade of the knife cut the skin, and the feeling of pain restored her consciousness a little, Ye Weilan staggered to her feet, like a slow puppet, she used the knife to slash the dark guard who was still conscious next to her, these people's mental power was already stronger than ordinary people, and they were able to barely stand up.

Ye Weilan took the bloodstained knife and raised her eyes to look at the people on the roof, Perangordo was still standing there, looking at her without the slightest change.

Ye Weilan suddenly laughed, no one knew why she could still laugh at this time, and no one understood what she was laughing at, she dragged the tip of the knife on the ground, and walked slowly in the direction of Qi Ye.

From so far away, she could hear countless new footsteps intruding.

That's the enemy!

After a brief silence, the garden became noisy again, and the ground was full of people, enemies and their own, living and dead.

Ye Weilan easily found Qi Ye.

Because in the entire garden, he is the only one who can still stand intact at the moment.

The young couple looked at each other from a distance not too close.

The man was dressed in black, surrounded by corpses, the wind blew the hair on his forehead, those starry eyes were cold and terrifying, and the moment he saw her, his eyes suddenly softened.

The enemy in the distance was approaching, but at this moment he stepped forward, crouched down, took out a handkerchief from his body, and bandaged the wound on her leg.

He said, "Lan, don't be afraid. ”

There was no questioning.

There was no anger.

There is no resentment.

He once said that his love for her has no bottom line.

He has no bottom line to tolerate all of her.

Ye Weilan stood in place like a jade puppet, she didn't cry, there was a gray dead silence in her eyes, she smiled, squatted down, and kissed his lips gently: "Well, I'm not afraid." ”

Even if they die, they will die together.

As long as he didn't want her, there was nothing to fear.

"Qi Ye, you said that if I die, you will accompany me," she held his face, and her smile was as beautiful as a gardenia: "But I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die, so we all have to live well." ”

For their baby.

For so many brothers.

For the love of her mother.

They have to survive.