Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

"呲"

"puff"

Two different voices sounded.

Huang Yifeng's body fell precariously.

The young man in white looked at the injured man in front of him in a daze, not understanding why he would use his body to block the sword for himself.

"Nangong Xiao, you would even give up your life for him."

Nangong Xiao covered his chest with his hands. Fortunately, he was protected by the internal force of the Xuanyin family, so the injury was not deep.

"Huang Yifeng, I didn't intend to kill you, but you challenged my bottom line again and again, and you are to blame for this."

Hearing this, the yellow shirt man's eyes became dead silent.

"Yes, it's my own fault. All the sacrifices I've made for so many years are worthless in your eyes. Nangong Xiao, you are really heartless. I gave everything to you, and this is the end result. Cough cough... ..."

The man on the ground was talking in a miserable voice, the blood from the corner of his mouth was still gushing out.

"Nangong Xiao, I just want to ask you...a word, when we were together, you...were you a little tempted?"

Listening to Huang Yifeng's angry sentence, Nangong Xiao's eyes were confused for a moment, and then they were as cold and stern as before.

"No."

"Okay, good, ahem..."

After saying a few words, Huang Yifeng coughed again, and the breath of life seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

The cold eyes of the boy in white were rippled, and his heart trembled.

Again he died because of him.

"Nangong Xiao, Huang Qingyue, I curse you all to be fruitless."

Those flushed eyes stared at Nangong Xiao and Huang Qingyue fiercely, as if they had exhausted all their strength to yell out the last sentence, when the words fell, more blood gushed out of their mouths, and they died after a while .

The breeze stirred the blue hair on the face of the man in the yellow shirt, his face was bloodless, he lay quietly, he would never make a sound, he would never be willful, and he would never say "I like you" again.

Who is singing in the wind, together with the song Mingshang, branding the obsession in this life, will they not forget it in the next life?Find that love that has never been fruitless.

Nangong Xiao looked at it, dazed in a daze, as if something flashed in his heart, before he had time to catch it, he felt a chill approaching, and he was relieved.

"Qingyue, how is your injury?"

Hearing this, the boy's eyes turned cold, and the hand holding the sword pulled the hilt tightly.

"Nangong Xiao, the war is not over yet, and whether we will win or lose is still undecided."

"Then Qingyue, you can take care of it. When I take Beihuang, you will follow me."

After Nangong Xiao finished speaking, he waved his hand to sweep away thousands of troops, and started killing. He is the young master of the Xuanyin family, and the inner strength of the Xuanyin family is about to reach its peak after years of study.

Seeing this, Huang Qingyue frowned even tighter.

"Prince Yi, we are late."

However, there was a soft voice, which shocked the young man. He turned his head to look for the voice, but saw two men, one white and one black, coming.

Lin Ruoxuan looked at the strange look in the eyes of the still cold and elegant young man in white, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled lightly.

"The prince couldn't get away in Nanchu, so he sent a letter asking us to help you."

"Prince Yi, I have offended you a lot in the past, and I hope your lord will be a large number, so don't mind."

The man in black robe beside Lin Ruoxuan spoke lightly, but his voice was full of sincerity.

"Prince Yi, please forgive Ruoxuan for what happened before."

Seeing the sudden appearance of these two people, and also saying such words, Huang Qingyue really didn't quite understand, so she raised her watery eyes, with a trace of doubt in her.

"Prince Yi, I have wronged you in the past, if you can't forgive, you can vent it on me, and Ruoxuan's fault, I will also bear it for him."

Hearing this, Lin Ruoxuan lowered his head and coughed twice in embarrassment, his cheeks turned red.

When Huang Qingyue saw this appearance, even if she had some doubts, she now became somewhat clear.

"The Xuanyin family intends to take down Beihuang first, and then proceed with the grand plan of taking over the world."

The young man stopped looking at the two people who were full of warmth everywhere, turned his head and glanced at the corpses scattered all over the field, the blood was flowing like a river and the fight was still going on, his cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"In this world, they can't take it."

Lin Ruoxuan uttered a cold and stern voice, and the warm complexion just now was replaced by a gloomy coldness, and he also closed his eyes to watch this "either you die or I die" battle.

The black-robed man had already flown out and joined Yueying and the others in the fight. Because there was one more person, and he was also a person with extraordinary martial arts, the obvious Wu Daofan was quickly defeated.

"Prince Yi, I am here this time with two-thirds of the troops at Yunyang Pass. This time I can only succeed because Yu'er is still waiting in Nanchu."

Hearing this, the boy's body froze slightly, he didn't understand what the man in white clothed beside him said, what happened to that monstrous boy in red clothes in Nanchu, otherwise how could he be trapped with such powerful methods.

Looking at the many masters who suddenly joined the battle, Nangong Xiao was startled, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyes and glanced at the boy in white, how could he let go so easily.

The battle continued as the sun set.

"Young master, there are not many of us left now."

Several elders who were injured beside him protected the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in green still raised his eyes to look for the boy in white, but he saw that the boy was already standing in front of him.

"Nangong Xiao, if you stop now, I will spare your life."

Even though there was a reason to kill him, he had saved him before, if he could turn back, he would just let him go.

"Qingyue, what you said, is it possible to decide who wins and who loses until the end?"

Immediately after the internal force came out, Nangong Xiao's eyes were full of prey, and before he could see clearly, he had grabbed the boy in white and trapped him in front of his chest.

"Son."

"Prince Yi."

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise, watching Nangong Xiao's next move with great concern.

Lin Ruoxuan also frowned, staring at those two people closely, it seemed that the relationship between them was not simple.

"You let me go."

The boy struggled up and said sharply.

There have been so many times of unwillingness, so many times of laissez-faire, so many times of misses, and so many times of self-paying pain.

Nangong Xiao completely ignored the struggle of the man in his arms, and his subordinates leaned on him to hug the young man's waist tightly, his eyes fixed on the young man who was even more cold at this time, and he didn't make a sound.

"Nangong Xiao, if you don't let go, I will kill you."

The boy's stern voice sounded again.

The man in Tsing Yi was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt a hard object pressing against his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw the white jade hairpin, and the young man's blue hair had already been scattered, and the two hairs were entwined in the air, as if A lover who cannot bear to be separated.

"Hehe, after all these years, you still haven't changed a bit to me, even though I've saved you so many times."

As he said that, he lowered his head and made a gesture to kiss the boy.

Huang Qingyue's cold eyes flashed coldly, and as soon as the hand holding the white jade hairpin was squeezed hard, it penetrated into the chest of the man in Tsing Yi, and the color of the clothes on the man's chest became darker in an instant.

"Little Lord."

Seeing this, the elders didn't know what to do, so they all cried out in worry.

The man who was bowing his head froze for a moment, his eyes flashed with pain, and after a while, he locked those two sweet lips that still yearned for him, and began to bite hard.