Night Terror loves life and all good existence.

In her previous life, she was so pitiful and pathetic, and it was precisely because of all kinds of pain that she knew the preciousness of life.

Recently, she was able to put everyone to death without blinking.

Knowing that this was the right choice, she was still faintly disappointed.

Yan Qingjue sighed lightly, stepped forward and raised his hand to brush her cheek, pinned the sweaty hair on his sideburns behind her ear, and said, "If you kill them, once the matter of you killing the elders of the Liu family is exposed, it will be the people of the Ye family and the Beiteng Empire who will die." So you are not cruel, you just chose to use the sword in your hand to protect the place you love, the person you love. Fighting for protection, fighting for love, with compassion in my heart, you are my pride. ”

The man's eyes were too soft, like a pool of blue water, which could wash away all the hesitation and dirt in her heart.

Night Terror stared at him quietly, and suddenly smiled.

She didn't say anything more, but she accepted his tenderness.

Night Terror Hong pulled out a sword flower from the long sword in his hand, and swept it up again to practice the killing.

The girl's long hair flew like ink, her clothes fluttered, and her movements were swift and elegant, which was beautiful.

After Ling Aotian woke up from his pain, he saw such a picture.

Just ask this trick, even in his heyday, he can't win.

No, it's not just him, but that elder of the Liu family can't win either.

He quietly looked at the elves dancing in the moonlight, smiled bitterly, and raised his hand to gently cover his abdomen......

It turned out that what he thought was sacrificing his life to maintain was just a self-inflicted sentiment that brought her distress in vain.

Nightterrors......

Such a fierce, such a strong night terror, it doesn't need his maintenance at all.

His shots and movements just caused her trouble.

He was like this before, but what about him now?

Although he has recovered most of his injuries, his dantian is broken, and he will no longer be the admirable genius from now on.

He didn't know what the way forward would be.

But if you ask him, you don't regret it......

He thought he wouldn't.

Even if he didn't know what he could do, he wanted to...... Try it once...... Just like she used to be to him.

Whenever he closes his eyes, there will always be a bright smile in his mind, it is the child who is a little bloated but very simple and stubborn, and it is also such a confident and flamboyant girl in front of him, like that, she seems to have ignored him far away, and it seems to be in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, a burst of fragrance reached the tip of his nose, and Ling Aotian opened his eyes and met the girl's cold eyes.

"Are you awake?"

Ling Aotian glanced at Yan Qingjue, who was following Ye Terror, and involuntarily straightened his back.

He nodded faintly and said nothing.

Night Terror raised his eyebrows and said, "I have solved your injuries and poison techniques for you, but I can't do anything about your dantian." ”

"Thank you."

Night terror was stunned, for his thanks.

He thought he was going to break down, he was going crazy, he was going to be in pain, but he just said thank you lightly?

"What do you thank me for? After all, you're hurting for me. ”

Ling Aotian smiled bitterly and said, "My move is just to cause you trouble." ”

Night Terror didn't deny it, but said: "During the secret realm, I can protect you, but after leaving the secret realm, I hope that the grievances between us will be cleared, how about it?" ”

(End of chapter)