Liuliyue

Calling out his own name from Di Renjie's mouth is like a curse. The old past is vivid in his mind, and everything the two of them got along with in the past comes to mind. It's been too long, really too long. happy.

How many days and nights have I hoped that that person would call out my name, and how many days and nights I have hoped that Di Renjie would forget himself long ago, and that there will be no more Wang Yuanfang from now on.

It's just that he never thought that in this situation, he would call himself arbitrarily without any taboo.

Yuan Fang felt that she was about to shed tears.

Everyone present was surprised, the palace lord married Xin Yue, but not Xin Yue, so who is that right envoy?

The leading maid felt even more confused, Ah Hai was not Ah Hai, and Xinyue was not Xinyue. It seemed that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time, so she ran out secretly.

The warm and touching reunion is like a needle piercing into Qinglang's heart, perhaps because of the parting since childhood, what he dislikes the most is the reunion.

Qinglang pulled Yuan Fang roughly, blocking between the two, "Kill him!" with the most ruthless tone.

Everyone was ordered to surround Di Renjie with all their strength.

Yuan Fang felt a blur in front of her eyes, and Di Renjie's arm was already bleeding.

When I came back to my senses, I was a little confused.Di Renjie called himself just now, he recognized himself, he finally recognized himself.However, he was about to die, and they had just met.

Yuan Fang knelt in front of Qinglang and begged him, "Qinglang, I beg you, let him go!" Tears welled up in her eyes, so pitiful.

"What's the matter with you all, hurry up and kill him!!" Once again ordered, everyone mustered all their strength, and Di Renjie only had a knife he had just snatched in his hand, struggling to hold on.

"Qinglang, I promise you anything. I beg you!" Yuan Fang was already in tears, but Qinglang was unmoved and just stared at the unfair fight.

Di Renjie was very unwilling, he still had a lot to say to him, and he couldn't die before he finished speaking.It's just that most of the people here are masters, no matter how good their martial arts are, they are still hard to fly.

Yuan Fang gave up, he knew that Qinglang really wanted to kill this time.

Whoosh...

The cold light shot into the bodies of a large number of people like a rain of flowers all over the sky. Those who were hit all vomited black blood and fell to the ground in response.

Yuan Fang joined the battlefield, defending Di Renjie tightly, let him lean on his back, holding his right hand, and swung the big knife smoothly, sweeping around, forcing the innermost circle of people back.Those people were already a little timid, but now they took a big step back, not daring to move forward.After all, this is the newlywed wife of the palace lord, and hurting a hair on him would kill him a thousand times.

Qinglang squinted his eyes, without any instructions, as if he was thinking, but also seemed to be wandering.

The crowd could only surround the two of them, but no one dared to make a move.

Di Renjie suffered major injuries and minor injuries. He had already bled too much. He wobbled and finally couldn't stand still.

Yuan Fang sealed several big holes for him, and Di Renjie could only lean against his arms without strength.

The hall was full of lights and festoons, and the flames were flying red. Di Renjie was covered in blood, but it was more dazzling than the bright red.

The last second was full of joy and celebration, but the next second someone's soul was broken.

Qinglang jumped over the crowd and walked up to the two of them. Just now he was Shura of Purgatory, but now he is tender again, "Yuan Fang, come with me."