Everything happened so suddenly that everyone present was stunned, and everyone in the orc clan looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them shook their heads from side to side like two fools.

Fu Mo covered his mouth with his hands, tears blurred his eyes, and he kept shaking his head: "Seventeen, my brother didn't mean to..."

How could he hurt Seventeen...

"Bang-" With a bang, the blood-stained sword was completely pulled out of the abdomen by Nian Xiao and thrown to the ground.

He covered his abdomen with one hand, blood stained his white palm, bright red blood oozed out of his fingers, and the dripping of "pop-pop" fell on Nianxiao's white brocade boots, splashed on the ground, and bloomed plum blossoms.

Fu Mo felt that the red was extremely dazzling, it was his brother's blood, he had stabbed it with his own hands.

"I'm sorry, seventeen I'm sorry... Brother didn't mean to, I'm sorry..."

"Hehe..."

Does it hurt? Nianxiao felt that the wound on her body was far worse than the pain in her heart.

The only dear relative in the world, pierced his abdomen with a sword with his own hands, and there was nothing more painful than this injury.

Growing up in the Tianshan Mountains since childhood, the only one who has come to see him is Brother Jiu, in Nian Xiao's eyes, Brother Jiu represents the word family affection, what about now?

His affection... Kill him with your own hands.

The sword pierced not the abdomen, but the heart! It was his heart full of affection for Brother Jiu.

"Fumo, this sword, even if I thanked you for your plea back then, now you and I don't owe each other, and from now on the road will go to the sky!" After laughing, he turned his head and wanted to hug the body of the little naughty talker.

He doesn't blame anyone, only that he is incapable, misunderstood, and even his relatives don't believe in him.

Who knows, at this moment, there was another change.

The Great Elder, who was on the verge of death, had turned back into a beast body, he curled up the sword on the ground with his forearm, and a trace of resentment and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for Nian Xiao, this slut would not have fallen to this point.

Even if he dies, he won't let go of Nianxiao!

The Great Elder cut off his scorpion tail without hesitation, and the venom spurted out instantly, and he shook it hard, and the green scorpion poison splashed into Nian Xiao's eyes.

"Laugh and die!! Hahaha~ Scorpions are poisonous and incurable! The scorpion crunched and slammed its heavy body to the ground, emitting a puff of black smoke and a foul smell coming out of the corpse.

"Laugh!"

"Seventeen!"

The shout of the ink was heard at the same time as another voice.

For a while, the noise from all sides poured into his ears, and Nian Xiao only felt that his eyes were hot and painful, and his vision in front of him was blurred instantly.

But he stood very calmly in place, unflustered.

Because his heart was already disappointed, and his abdomen hurt so much that he couldn't feel it, he thought... It's not the worst now.

It's a pity that less than two seconds... Nianxiao's thin figure began to shake, and he was poisoned.

He blindly stretched out his hands and groped around him, trying to pick up the little naughty, but unfortunately it was dark in front of him and he couldn't see the little naughty figure.

"Boom-"

He was swept into a familiar embrace, the refreshing scent of white orchids lingering on the tip of his nose, and he didn't have to guess who was coming.

This fool is going to be doomed, why do you want to come...

"You're here..."

"Well, I'm here."

In the midst of the mess, Di Chen's eyebrows were frightened, and he vigorously hugged the bloody Nianxiao in his arms, as if he was holding a priceless treasure, and he was cautious in his gestures, for fear that he would bleed again.

I haven't seen him for a while, why was his cat bullied like this? It's all his fault, it's all his fault!

"Laugh, don't be afraid..."

Di Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the blood at his feet, his eyes were full of thick cold and earth-destroying slaughter, and there was a frost-like aura between his eyebrows.

"Little naughty... Little naughty him... Di Chen, he is naughty in order to save me..."Nian said incoherently, his eyes were bleeding and tears, his vision fell into darkness, and he couldn't see how terrible Di Chen's expression was at the moment.

There was madness in those eyes, and Di Chen at this moment seemed to be a killing beast that was about to explode.

I have to say that Di Chen is very smart, the chaotic environment in front of him, he only needs to see what is going on?

But... He doesn't understand why the two sides are fighting! Isn't that the ninth brother of Little Seventeen?

Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's the reason, the person who hurt him, just do it.

Everything in the world is grass and trees in the eyes of Emperor Chen, which can be killed and burned, only Nianxiao is a pearl, and it must be protected and hurt.

"Don't be upset, laugh." Di Chen lowered his head and gently kissed his black hair, with great cherishment and pity, and continued: "You still have me, the little naughty must not want you to cry." ”

Di Chen's voice was like sinking iron in the wind, but it was full of distress and self-blame, one by one, through the mountains and seas, to the bottom of his heart

Nian Xiao's white hands were stained with bright red blood, and he grabbed Di Chen's collar with both hands, like a drowning man seeing the only driftwood.

"Blame me, blame me..." He nestled in Di Chen's arms, his messy long ink-colored hair scattered at will, his thin shoulders kept trembling, and his hoarse voice sounded distressing.

The thin body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, like catkins flying in the sky, which made it impossible to catch.

Di Chen stretched out his hand to pin the messy hair on his forehead behind his ears, and his distress could not be described in any words, as if the bones of his whole body had been crushed into slag, and the three souls and seven spirits had been whipped out, and it hurt... He was really going to die of distress.

……

His young man is a breezy and moonless inspector who is as beautiful as jade.

His young man is a little second master who looks back and smiles back and amazes the Quartet.

His boy is a little gluttonous cat who loves fish, and his boy is like a fire, like the only light in the world...

is such a person who has a clear love and hate, and values love and righteousness, but he was forced to be like this by these people in front of him, crying in his arms covered with scars.

"Nianxiao, if I do something that upsets you, will you be angry?"

Hearing Di Chen's words, Nian Xiao chuckled in his heart, and was about to speak, but Di Chen used a spell to stun people, and said softly: "You are too tired, sleep for a while, I will take you home immediately." ”

Thousands of years ago, he made an oath that whoever hurts and laughs in this life will be killed!

Even if he suffers the punishment of five thunderbolts, he will send all those who hurt him to hell, and he will never be able to turn over!

"You... What are you doing? Fumo hurriedly picked up the sword on the ground, and stepped back step by step, cold sweat streaming down his body.

The man in front of you, no! It's not a man, it's the devil...

"I'm Little Seventeen's brother, you can't kill me!" The delicate face was distorted with fear, and it was extremely ugly.

At this time, what he was holding in his hand was the sword that had pierced into Nian Xiao's abdomen before.

Look at that! Laughing, no matter how elegant a person was before, when he really faced death, there was no one who was not afraid, and only you ended your life with a smile a thousand years ago.

Di Chen looked at each other like ants, with the momentum of those who obey me and those who oppose me die, causing a suffocating sense of oppression to Fumo.

For some reason, he felt that the blood-stained sword was particularly dazzling...

"Shhh

The blood-stained sword turned into a burst of powder in an instant, and it was blown away by the warm wind.