Hurriedly and dazzling, Le Ling was in a mess for a while, and this distraction naturally gave the woman in palace clothes in front of him a chance, and at this moment, a strong and incomparably strong force was accompanied by a cold sword qi that came directly to Le Ling's chest.

Believing that this time she would never escape, believing that this time she would die under her sword qi and that there was nowhere to escape, and believing that this time she would be able to dissolve all the resentment in her heart.

God is destined to make her a strong person, she has to obey the destiny of heaven, and she is destined to be the ultimate winner.

Knowing that she could no longer escape this fatal blow, Le Ling suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, she couldn't have imagined that the other party's skills were so good, even if she tried her best, she was not her opponent, and she couldn't imagine that there were still many things she hadn't done to be someone else's knife soul in such a daze, and she was also a stranger she had never met and didn't know whose name was.

At this moment she thought of Luo Xiao, if she could, she wanted to see Luo Xiao before she died, she wanted to tell him that in her heart, she had always loved him, and she loved him for this life, the next life, and the next life.

Unfortunately, there was no chance.

It's really embarrassing to die.

All is calm.

Suddenly, I only felt that my feet were hanging in the air, my whole body was light, and the sound of the wind was blowing in my ears, and when the frightened Leling reacted, she was already in mid-air, and a strong hand held on to the clothes on her chest.

Looking up from this hand, there was a figure hanging upside down above her head, and a vigorous face appeared in front of her without warning, so dazzling that it made people feel that the bright sun at this time seemed to be eclipsed in front of him.

A dizziness, a wild beat, the heart was out of breath, from the previous incomparable anger to the reappearance of the nymphomaniac at this time, Le Ling's eyes never moved half an inch away from this face, and forgot whether the danger in front of him still existed, and forgot the strange woman in palace clothes.

It's just, it's just, why does it always feel like there's something wrong with this posture hanging in mid-air? What's wrong? He lowered his head and looked at his chest.

This, why does this posture of being scratched in the chest look so unsightly?

Yes, an eyesore.

Now she is like a chick being slaughtered in her mouth, and she seems to be being slighted by others.

Thin?! She was actually slighted? The eyes widened incomparably wide at this moment; This, how can this be! How could she Leling be so incompetent, and be so slighted in broad daylight? This, this is really undignified and unchaste, this, this is how she will make a name for herself in this river and lake in the future.

No, you can't say anything, she, Le Ling, has to break this person on top of her head into pieces.

It was too late, it was too short, and when Le Ling was missing, she was thrown out like a kite by an irresistible force and crossed a circle in mid-air, and finally wrapped tightly around the figure in front of her like an octopus.

Some dizzy, some unable to react, but the body no longer seems to be hanging in the air, it seems to feel much better, and finally, I don't have to continue the eagle catching the chick posture, although, although this posture is much more ugly now than before.

But so what! Who told her that Leling preferred this posture, and who called the temptation of the face in front of her was too strong.

forgot the situation in front of her for a while, and forgot whether the person in front of her had made her sad for a while, and at this time, Leling just wanted to keep pestering like this.

No matter how many misunderstandings he had, no matter how many times he betrayed himself, this time, it should be regarded as the last time, the last time to let her see enough, and the last time to smell the unique domineering aura that belongs to him, in order to relieve the pain of lovesickness for him in the past two years.

Yes, how many times has this face made her dream, how many times has this face made her worry, and now, this face is in front of her, how can she let go of this opportunity.

"Have you seen enough?"

All that was left was a silly shake of the head.

"Then it's okay to spend your whole life watching enough?!"

Still nodding stupidly.

"That's obedient, but before that, I have to criticize you, I said how can there be such a stupid woman as you in this world, everyone wants you to die, you don't even know how to fight back, and you are stupid to stand there and be slaughtered."

"I ......"

"What am I, I told you not to run around, but you didn't listen, now I know that I'm afraid, you say, if you have something three long and two short, you tell me how to live alone."

In addition to the dry stare, only the dry stare remains, this, is this person's mouth smeared with honey? Why does he talk about love in one set, and he says it so justifiably, who does he think he is? He still doesn't let people live?!

On the grass, there was a sudden turning point for an event that was no longer an accident, which made the woman in the palace dress very angry, who had just rescued this woman from her clutches like a heavenly soldier? She wanted the man to be good-looking.

Looking up, the dazzling sunlight narrowed her eyes into a slit, so that she couldn't see the face in the air for a while, and only saw an octopus wrapped around a shadow, very dazzling, more dazzling than the scorching sun.

At the moment, the toes were a little bit, and the whole person was already running towards the two of them like an arrow from the string.

Under the scorching sun, the sword was dazzling, and the sword qi was like a fairy emanating towards the two people in the air, and they had the courage to die together.

It's a pity that she wants to die, but someone doesn't want to die.

The figure flickered slightly, and the figure disappeared in front of him.

When she looked at it again, she found that these two people had never left at all, which surprised her even more.

This, is this man a man or a god? Is there such a chic and good-looking person in this world? What is his relationship with her? Why did he save her, was he a hero saving beauty or did they already know each other? How good it would be if he was her person, how good it would be if the person pestering him at the moment was her, but unfortunately, looking at this posture, it would be impossible for him to be her person.

However, how do you know that he won't be her person if he hasn't tried?!

In her heart, there was another inexplicable hatred and jealousy, which made her dizzy suddenly, and she approached the two people in front of her without knowing how to do it.