No! Liu Mei'er was frightened, soaked in cold sweat, and recognized the current situation, if he let Beiyu know what he had done to Liu Hua at the beginning, let alone Liu Xia, I am afraid that Beiyu will know his life with his own hands.

No, you must not let other people know about it.

"Don't speak, don't listen to her nonsense, she deliberately disturbed your thoughts, save me!" Liu Mei'er struggled, trying to pull her mind back to herself, but the other party refused to give her even a glance, even if she was worried about her life at the moment.

The attitude of saying goodbye made Liu Meier in a trance for a while, and then her heart ached, and she finally understood that the so-called companionship, support, so-called heartbeat, and acceptance in recent years were just her own self-inflicted amorousness.

As soon as that person appears, no, you don't even need that person to appear, as long as it is related to that person, you can easily take away the other words from yourself.

Her voice was mute.

Countless moves passed overhead, towards the defensive formation that covered the high platform, the sky was dyed purple and red, rain and snow, thunder and lightning, the wind howled and beasts roared, and the outside of the city gate became a pot of porridge, and people's hearts were even more chaotic, chaotic, chaotic......

"I'd like to see how long this defensive circle lasts!"

"Ten thousand thieves woman! If you fall into the hands of us and others, you will be worse off than dead!"

"Keep attacking, everyone!"

Wan Tonghui looked at the angry faces of all beings coldly and stopped talking.

The fire phoenix hovered over Weng Ran's head, and the sharp beak kept hitting the defensive formation, and the phoenix feather spread out behind her, adding to her hatred.

"Hmph, you're not qualified to know about her! Get out of the way!

The sound of death shot out, pointing directly at the door of farewell.

Liu Meier suppressed the facts and thoughts in her heart that she was unwilling to admit, looked at the words with tears in her eyes, and said pitifully: "Don't speak, save me." ”

The four characters are sad and sad, like ten turns on the mountain road, and the heart of the people who listen to it is related.

Yan Beiyu's gaze finally fell on her, her hands were clenched into fists, but her face was motionless, for six years, for the sake of the resemblance of that face, in order to break the injustice to her, entangled with her, acting, is it only in exchange for such an ending......

There was a slight twitch in his cheeks, and his throat was fishy, and he swallowed as if nothing had happened as if nothing had happened.

"Don't ......"

The mournful call was exchanged for an ink sword blocking the way: "People, don't take them away." ”

Liu Mei'er was a little happy in her heart, looking at that handsome face, he had me in his heart after all.

"Then I'll send you indiscriminately!"

The wrist turned continuously, the sound of death was taken in the picture, the sound of jingling was endless, and in an instant, the two of them had already made three moves, emptying the surrounding area, and a few people couldn't dodge, retreated with blood, and cursed on their mouths: "It's really unlucky, where did you come from!"

One of them covered the wound on the left side of his face: "Damn, everyone beats the thief woman, what are these two critics doing here?"

"You can't stay away from your personal vendetta!"

The violent attack towards the round platform stopped halfway, and looked at Weng Ran here, the two of them were selfless in battle, and they didn't take their words as a fart at all, so they had no choice but to change places and continue to attack the round platform.

Weng Ran hated the fire in his heart and burned the Lingtai Qingming, his moves were ruthless, poisonous, and he would never leave the slightest room for his moves.

"Why! Why do you want to save this person! Are you worthy of Hua'er!" Weng Ran's heart was roaring, questioning, and under the sound of death, he slashed at Yan Beiyu's shoulder, left leg, waist, and back of his head, the two swords collided, and there were countless sparks, and every time they collided, their arms trembled.

Seeing the words of farewell flickering and moving, avoiding sword moves, there was a tendency to turn defense into offense.

Weng Ran stepped on the majestic yellow lion, raised his arms high, and turned several times overhead with the sound of death, disturbing the change of wind and clouds on one side, and even the move of others to attack the defensive formation was deviated by an inch, and a few people were injured by mistake.

The one who was unlucky enough to hurt the left side of his face before, but this time he hurt the right side of his face, and he stomped his foot angrily: "Grandpa, I killed you first today!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Weng Ran with his iron pestle.

Over there, Weng Ran shouted loudly, his black hair was full of flamboyance, and his eyes were already crazy: "Sing to the south wind and die!"

The sword momentum above his head took off his hand with the sound of death, the palm of his hand was bloody, and the clouds were buried in an instant, there was a ghostly voice, the cold wind was sympathetic like a soul, and the latte pestle quickly retreated back with his tail between his legs, with an unwilling face: "Tsk, it's bad luck." ”

Saying goodbye to the ink sword and wanting to swing it, it seems that the body is held down by an invisible hand, unable to move, the legs are more like pouring lead, and the whole body is like falling into an ice cave.

The sound of death has come from the wind.

Liu Mei'er was shocked when she saw this: "Don't speak!"

The echo did not stop, and the person had already fainted.

The sound of death was coming, but there was no panic in saying goodbye, beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and a wisp of blood floated out, condensed in front of him, and scattered in the ink sword: "Splash ink in the world!"

In an instant, time and space reversed, and a world of pen and ink that seemed to be splashed randomly on white paper appeared, hoarding Weng Ran and the three of them in it.

And the life-killing sword move also stagnated in this time and space.

Weng Ran had a fainted willow eyebrow tied to her chest, and the sudden change made her more alert, but she couldn't attract the sound of death by hooking her hand, and she retreated again and again, but she couldn't retreat from this ink world.

The figure of the words under the sword moved instantly, and he had come to Weng Ran, this is the world that belongs to him, here, he is the king!

The ink sword pointed directly at Weng Ran in the air: "You lost." ”

The thick ink around him was slowly flowing down, like tears.

"I don't know if it's your sword that's fast, or my hand that's fast. ”

Weng Ran grabbed Liu Mei'er's neck with one hand, and her tone was provocative, she was not afraid of death, she was afraid of a meaningless life, and the meaning of her life was to avenge A-Niang and Hua'er!

"There is a wrong, there is a debtor, and she is innocent. ”

Yan Beiyu also endured the heartache of hearing the sudden bad news, and said calmly.

But in exchange for Weng Ran's wild laughter, laughter and sarcasm: "Hahaha~ innocent! She is innocent! Haha~ Say goodbye, you really deserve to be called a don't speak, you can shut up!"

Weng Ran accepted the dry sneer that had no smile, and looked at Yan Beiyu with sarcasm and contempt and sympathy: "If you have Hua'er in your heart, then Bei Yan, you are simply a joke!

When the two confronted each other, Liu Mei'er, who had fainted, fell into a dream.

It was a dream she would often have that made her happy.

In the dark night, on a deserted street corner, a young girl's clothes were torn, her exposed skin was blue and red, and she was lying on the ground for a long time, half of her face was covered by her messy long hair, and half of her face was red and swollen, and one eye was bloodshot, as if she had lost her soul.

And in her, there is a man who is unleashing his bestial desires, without pity.

No matter how he beat and scolded, he put on one humiliating pose after another, and changed a few people.

The girl didn't move, as if it were a corpse.

This is a dream that will wake up with a smile, because she knows that all this is a dream for her, but it is a nightmare for the girl!

The person she hired personally asked for this result, sent the Recording Spirit Bead, kept all this, and then watched her struggle to despair with her own eyes and become the most filthy and dirty woman in the world!

How dare such Liu Hua argue with himself!