"Brother Yang......", all the thoughts, all the waiting, and the grievances and sufferings suffered in the past month, at this moment, only turned into this gentle call. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, she just wanted to rush over and plunge into his arms and cry loudly. I cried out all the suffering and grievances I have suffered in the past month.

But she had barely taken a step forward when her path was blocked, and a sword was already on her neck.

Lin Yuhan had just stepped into the door of the main hall when the Ethereal Peak Elders who had just gotten up jumped in front of her. Once again, she was restrained.

For a while, more than thirty Misty Peak Elders stopped between Lin Yuhan and Yang Xiaofeng. It's just a short distance in front of him, but for him and her at this moment, it seems to be out of reach.

What stood between him and her might not only be the elders of the Ethereal Peak, but also fate.

Fate had never favored him, and this time was certainly no exception.

Why, fate can't make an exception for him and give him an exceptional kindness.

Seeing this, Murong Yan immediately shouted angrily: "Uncles, what do you mean by this?"

No one paid attention to Murong Yan at all, everyone stared at Yang Xiaofeng, and their hungry wolf-like eyes seemed to be about to swallow each other alive. After a while, an elder stepped forward and said hatefully, "Yang Xiaofeng, you killed the real person in charge of our Ethereal Peak, do you want to forget it like this?"

Yang Xiaofeng did not speak.

Murong Yan shouted angrily again: "Why, at this moment, do you still have to embarrass Yang Xiaofeng?"

One person suddenly sneered and said: "Yan'er, you are wrong, we don't want to embarrass Yang Xiaofeng, we want him to pay for his life for the master brother."

Yang Xiaofeng still didn't speak, but when he heard this, he suddenly smiled. He suddenly wanted to ask: "If I want to pay for Duanmujing's life, who should pay for the lives of the hundreds of people who died tragically in Qingshui Villa?"

However, despite this thought, he did not ask.

He just walked towards the door, towards Lin Yuhan, and towards the Elders of the Ethereal Peak who wanted to kill him to pay for Duanmu's life.

Nothing else, neither speech nor action. He was originally standing there quietly, he was originally looking at Lin Yuhan and laughing, or he had been laughing all the time.

He smiled lightly and slowly walked towards the door, towards Lin Yuhan, and towards the group of people who wanted to kill him to pay for Duanmu's life.

It's just that although he is always laughing, he doesn't understand what he is laughing at, maybe he is laughing at others, maybe he is laughing at himself, or maybe he is laughing at fate.

Since fate, since this world has put away the last kindness to him, then why does he need to treat this world with kindness.

If the road is blocked, if there is a desperate situation in front of you, then destroy everything in front of you.

At this moment, he already had a sword in his hand, but as he walked past a corpse, he casually picked up another sword.

There is no right or wrong at this moment, only life and death.

At this point, there is no need to make any more excuses.

At this moment, all grievances are only on the sword in his hand.

There will be no hesitation, no hesitation, and no confusion. At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart: to take Lin Yuhan out of the Ethereal Peak alive.

If fate has no kindness to him, then use the sword in his hand to break fate.

If there is anyone who wants to stand in front of him at this time, then use the sword in his hand to destroy all those who stand in his way.

If the heavens no longer give people a way to live, then they simply go against the heavens and use the sword in their hands to kill a way for themselves.

When the wind rises, so does the sword......

The Sword Rises......

The sword fell again......

When the sword light flashed, the god of death instantly took away the fresh life in the world.

When the sword stopped, more than thirty corpses fell behind him.

When the sword stopped, the head of the Ethereal Peak Elder who had been coercing Lin Yuhan with the sword suddenly rolled off his neck.

When the sword stopped, Yang Xiaofeng's people just stopped in front of Lin Yuhan.

When the sword stopped, the heartbeat seemed to have completely stopped.

Deep, gaze ......

Breathe deeply......

After a long time, he asked lightly, "You...... Are you okay?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, he suddenly felt a little distressed, but even more heartbroken.

"Well......", although he was in tears, Lin Yuhan still chuckled and nodded.

Seeing her smile, he suddenly felt that everything he did was worth it, everything was worth it. Then, he chuckled himself.

Even if you die here today, what if you die? At least, at least this time he gave her the answer.

He gave her an answer with his life.

Although he didn't make a promise or promise her, he did give her his answer.

"If one day, I am also taken captive, will you also save me at the risk of your life as you did to save her today"?

It was as if the question that the girl had asked him that day rang in his ears again, and when he thought of this, he chuckled again. It's just that when the corners of his mouth raised a smile, red blood slowly flowed from his lips.

He stretched out his hand, as if to touch the girl's long hair, but when it reached into the air, it suddenly hung down weakly, and then his man fell.

Lin Yuhan was shocked, and subconsciously went to help him, and it was cold at the beginning. Only then did she realize that his clothes were completely soaked with blood.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng had at least nearly 20 wounds on his body, some of which were even as deep as white bones.

Thinking about it, he had already experienced a vicious battle before, and at this moment, he was facing more than thirty Ethereal Peak Elders, even if he was really iron-beaten, how many nails could he grind?

He has only one person, and the other party is a whole sect.

This is a story that has been doomed from the beginning, even though he is still struggling, but in the end, what awaits him is still failure.

Failure means death.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he was certain to die.

Luo Qingxue's body had begun to tremble violently, at this moment, how much she wanted to step forward, how much she wanted to pounce, even if it was ...... Even if it's just to help him. But she couldn't.

I don't know what day it started, but in short, now she has lost this qualification.

It's hard to collect the water, just now Duanmu Jing has announced the news of her engagement to Duanmu Xuan in front of so many people, and now, she is Duanmu Xuan's fiancée.

And Yang Xiaofeng, now that the two of them don't owe each other, now she and him have long become strangers.

Or maybe......

Lin Yuhan looked at the people in the hall hatefully, angry, completely angry.

She wanted to pick up the sword in her hand and make all the people in front of her who hurt him pay for their actions. But she couldn't.

She had been claustrophobic for a month, and at the moment she couldn't even talk and walk, and she still had the strength to hold a sword.

At this moment, she hated herself, she hated her extremely weak body. She even began to hate Yang Xiaofeng, she hated why he came to save herself.

Because of herself, his life was in danger at the moment, but she couldn't do anything.

"Brother Yang, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid that you ran here to die for me"?

Lin Yuhan tried hard to laugh, but what flowed from his eyes were hot tears.

Yes, why is Yang Xiaofeng so stupid, hasn't he never put Lin Yuhan in his heart?

Didn't he never care about her, wasn't she insignificant to him at all?

However, in this life, what does it matter if you are stupid once in a while!

"Don't cry, why do you cry......", Yang Xiaofeng smiled, and suddenly asked in a harmonious voice: "Have you ever regretted it?"

Lin Yuhan shook his head slowly and said softly: "I said a long time ago that I have never regretted everything I have done for you. Today...... Even if I die here today, I'm willing. However, Brother Yang, if you have a next life, I hope you can still remember me and remember that there was a woman like me in your life."

As she spoke, she laughed.

Even though she was in tears, she smiled. A gentle smile suddenly appeared on her tearful cheeks.

When she laughed, it was really beautiful, as beautiful as the first flowers after the rain in March. For the first time, Yang Xiaofeng found that the woman in front of him was so beautiful for the first time, so beautiful that she was like a dream.

In fact, Lin Yuhan is indeed a dream in his life.

How nice it would be if this dream never woke up.

When she laughs, it's sweet. It was so sweet that it almost melted his scarred heart completely.