Chapter Seventy-One: The Tip of the Knife Is Cold

"Xiaofeng. Luo Xuan appeared in front of the door, with a full moon behind his back and his long hair blown by the wind: "I'm sorry for you in my previous life." I will pay back what I owe you. "He's more serious than ever.

The knife was in his hand, and he pushed the knife to me: "If you want to have an end with me, do it." Luo Xuan took you and hurt you, and he deserved it. Luo Xuan had a determination to die in his eyes, and there was still a trace of expectation.

I didn't catch the goose knife. I know what his expectations are, and he wants me to return my body to Xiaofeng. Let Xiaofeng in this world come back safely. So far, I know that Xiaofeng in this life will be happy.

I approached him and took two steps to trace his face carefully: "Luo Xuan, I let you go." ”

"Take care of your life. When you die, who will protect Xiaofeng I for peace and joy, and see her happy face?"

"Brother Luo, today I entrust Xiaofeng to you, I hope you can protect her peace and joy for a lifetime, and let her be happy. "In my previous life, my father entrusted me to him.

"I will protect you for a lifetime of peace and joy, and see you happy and happy. "In this life, he whispered in my ear by the moonlight.

"Protect your life and see your happiness. This sentence is like a spell that binds me and his life tightly and suffocates us.

"Xiaofeng! I'm sorry. Luo Xuan suddenly burst into tears and knelt on the ground.

"Luo Xuan!" I retreated in shock. I don't know why he is like this

"I'm sorry!" Luo Xuan bowed his head to the ground.

I have imagined what Luo Xuan looked like when he repented countless times. did not hesitate to wash the martial arts in blood, forcing him to bleed pool. I didn't expect that when Luo Xuan, who had washed away the lead and seen all the vicissitudes of life, repented, it shocked me so much. He knelt down crisply, and repented thoroughly. Even if he makes mistakes, Luo Xuan is still a man.

I can't live up to this man's remorse. I stepped forward and knelt in front of him: "Luo Xuan, you are my master." Call you Master, I will be my Master for the rest of my life. How can I make you kneel me?"

Luo Xuan raised his eyes to look at me: "I'm sorry." If you can get rid of my hatred, I'll do anything. ”

"Hahahaha! It doesn't have to be difficult, my master. I picked up the goose knife that he had fallen to the ground, raised my hand and plunged it into his shoulder: "Luo Xuan, I hate you!" The golden knife was pulled out and fell deeper, and in an instant, blood and flesh splattered on my face.

Luo Xuan straightened up and stabbed me twice. His silver teeth clenched, and he didn't make a sound.

His indifference irritated me to a frenzy, and I pulled out my golden knife and plunged it into his shoulder. "Xiaofeng!" exclaimed Hua Fei. Luo Xuan raised his hand to stop her. Companion Huafei had to cover his mouth tightly with a handkerchief and didn't dare to make a sound.

I was so excited that I gasped, and I held his face with blood-stained hands, dragging his blood-stained face: "Luo Xuan, it's better for us to die together." Luo Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at me, not half false: "Do you want to?"

I closed my eyes and "thought".

"Good. Luo Xuan leaned forward and hugged me tightly. His chest was warm and generous, and he held me firmly. I rested my chin on his shoulder, tilted my head against him and whispered, "Master, you have never hugged me like this, never made me so warm." ”

The tip of the Yan Fu knife was aimed at Luo Xuan's back and buckled his wrist, and the cold tip of the knife pierced my heart through his body.

"Master, this knife is so cold. ”