Chapter Ninety-Three: Say, Did You Lose!

Wishing for a life, which was a desperate and life-threatening desire to survive, has become such an unexpected and logical gaze.

Maybe the two of them look at each other, which should happen under the moon before the more delicate and beautiful flowers.

But they shouldn't be like them at this moment, when they arrive at such a Jedi, they have no distractions and remember to look into each other's eyes.

With the most innocent heart, with the most calm self, look into each other's eyes.

If they die together at this moment, they don't know if they are rivals or outlaws when they get to the underworldใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

The corners of Xiao Xia's mouth hooked, and she smiled more ugly than crying, tears hanging in the corners of her eyes.

Her hand hurt so much, it felt like it was about to break.

Her wrist was about to be pulled in two, but when she poked down, she was so scared that her whole body stiffened.

She doesn't have the strong physique of Yu Wenheng, hanging on the cliff like this, she feels overwhelmed, and she is about to die.

Her arms were twitching and trembling, where could she hold up the weight of her body?

"Let it go, I won't bother you."

Natsu cried.

Even though this person is a villain, she doesn't want to use this method to eliminate harm for the people.

Xia Moyang was whimpering and begging Yu Wenheng to let go, and she hung on the edge of the cliff in such a posture again, feeling that she was not dead, and her arm was about to be torn in two.

The arms creaked as if they were about to dislocate and break with the wind blowing between the cliffs.

This slow torture made Xia Moyang even more mentally broken.

couldn't support it, couldn't stand it, she begged Yu Wenheng to let go.

But Yu Wenheng shook his head, only said a word to hold on, and then grabbed her wrist tightly.

Xiao Xia shook her head desperately, tears streaming out of her eyes.

"I really can't hold it anymore! You should let me go, give me a good time! โ€

hand, slowly losing consciousness.

Xiao Xia saw that the pine branch that Yu Wenheng was holding with his other hand had been slowly bent down.

The soil and rocks were loose, and the pine on the cliff that was grabbed by Yu Wenheng and used as a life-saving straw was also very hard.

The branches and leaves trembled as if they were wailing, and the sound of rustling was the debris of earth and stone that had slipped from the gradually bare roots. Between the craggy rocks, no matter how deep the roots of this tree are, it can't bear the weight of these two people!

Just like this, he looked at this man stubbornly, and resolutely refused to let go.

Xiao Xia's heart froze, she couldn't understand what this person was thinkingใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

Could it be that the life of her mere tribute girl can be compared to that of his generalissimo Yu Wenheng?

"You said that if we die together, but I can't recognize your true face of Lushan when we get to the Netherworld, will Lord Yama think it's funny?"

For no reason, Xiao Xia suddenly had such a sudden interest in the appearance behind this person's face armor.

If he dies, he doesn't even know what this Yuwenheng looks like, so wouldn't it be that he met on the bridge but didn't know each other?

Yu Wenheng's eyes were looking behind him.

He knew that the tree was about to be unable to hold it, so he asked his subordinates to find tools.

Suddenly, I heard this woman crying and trying to give up on herself.

Yu Wenheng's eyes were slightly sluggish, and he immediately looked very surprised.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly and said:

"You're curious about what I look like? Oh, do you admit that your tears were shed for me? If you admit it, then I'll show you my true colors. Say, did you lose the bet? โ€

Yu Wenheng's breath was a little short, but when he spoke, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice.

He, the generalissimo, has the divine power of heaven and man, and he has already held on to Shuge for so much effort, and he has already survived to the extreme.

If his subordinates don't come again, they really want to go to Huangquan with this troublesome little woman!

Unexpectedly, seeing that Shuge was still so curious, he deliberately provoked her.

I thought in my heart that no matter how tough Shuge was, but in the end it was a girl, and it was such a time, physically and mentally exhausted, and her will was gradually collapsing.

The pain was so painful that he gave up on himself and wanted to die, but suddenly became interested in his appearance.

The face behind Yu Wenheng's mask was smiling bitterly.

However, the fire in the heart does not die, so as to dispel the fear at this moment.

She was curious, and he whetted her appetite even more.

With Shuge's temperament, it is the true meaning to kill and not admit it.

It is impossible to admit defeat so easily, and when she mentions the gambling contract, she should be able to stimulate her will.

Sure enough, hearing him say this, this Shuge's expression became stubborn again.

The dying face was dyed with an expression of shame and refusal to admit defeat.

"Not really! Not what you think. You executioner, bully, I won't cry for you! โ€

She hadn't even seen him in real life, so why did she say that she was moved by him?

A lesson from the past and a teacher of the future, she Xia Moyang will never give her heart away again.

Besides, Yu Wenheng, the bastard who is the overlord with a hard bow!

How could she possibly fall in love with this mad scum?!

Her head was buzzing, but Xiao Xia's eyes were jumping with the power of life.

This power may come from the anger in the heart, the panic, and the absurd heartbeat that is trying to erase it.

Anyway, she stared at Yu Wenheng's face armor in a daze, and then mentioned her unwilling arrogance.