when an angel falls in love with a devil

"You lured me here because of your sister!" Zeyang knew that Zhao Yong was here for revenge.

"My sister? The barking is really strange. Are you afraid that this woman will know about you?" Zhao Yong said angrily.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. I've dated Tingting before, so what!" Ze Yang didn't need to hide it, because she guessed that Xue'er should know.

"So what? You fucking said it so lightly. If it wasn't for you, would my sister die? She's only 20 years old, 20 years old!!!" Zhao Yong said excitedly, and the dagger in his hand almost missed it several times. Stabbed Cher.

"You want to find me for revenge, so let her go!" Zeyang was afraid that Xue'er would get hurt.

"Let her go? Haha..." Zhao Yong laughed loudly, "If it wasn't for her, would you have come here?"

"I'm here now, you can let her go!"

"Let her go? Impossible! When my sister died, you were lingering with her on the bed, I want you to accompany my sister, hehe..." Zhao Yong smiled sinisterly.

Zeyang rushed over, wanting to strike first.

"Don't come here!" Zhao Yong put the dagger at Xue'er's throat.

"Okay, I won't move." Zeyang stopped walking and raised his hands.She knew that Zhao Yong's mood was very unstable now.

"I'm afraid of you, I'm so afraid of you!" Zhao Yong pulled Xue'er back a few steps.

"You old man uses a woman as a shield, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"

"Shame? As long as I can get revenge, even if I scold my eighteen generations of ancestors, I don't care!"

"Okay, what do you want?" Zeyang knew that the other party had already given up.

"I know you have a dagger on your body. Take it out and insert it into your chest!" Zhao Yong knew that he couldn't beat Ze Yang, and only in this way could he be sure of winning.

"Hmm..." Xueer shook her head desperately when she heard what Zhao Yong said, because she knew that if Ze Yang did this, it would be tantamount to committing suicide.

"Why do you move, I will pay you if you move again!" Zhao Yong grabbed Xue'er's hair vigorously.

"Don't hurt her!" Ze Yang drew the dagger from his body.

Seeing the dagger in Zeyang's hand, Zhao Yong hid behind Xue'er in fear and shouted, "Pierce it in!"

Xue'er looked at Ze Yang and cried, she didn't want Ze Yang to do this, she didn't want Ze Yang to exchange her life with his own.

Zeyang looked at Xue'er, who was in tears, and had already made a decision in his heart, so he just smiled.

"If I don't stab your body again, I'll bleed this bitch!" Zhao Yong roared angrily.

"Mmm...mm..." Seeing Ze Yang's expression, Xue'er knew what she wanted to do, and she couldn't let Ze Yang do this.

"Okay, then don't blame me!" Zhao Yong raised his dagger.

"Wait a minute!" Ze Yang roared, and quickly thrust the dagger into his chest.

"Haha..." Zhao Yong laughed frantically when he saw his plot succeed.

Blood flowed out slowly.Zeyang frowned tightly, gritted her teeth, and kept herself from humming, because she didn't want Xue'er to worry.

"The devil can have love. For this woman, you can even give up your life. Why are you so unfeeling to my sister? My sister is not as good as her, tell me!" Zhao Yong said furiously.

Seeing that Ze Yang was injured, Xue'er couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped on Zhao Yong with all her strength.

Zhao Yong didn't expect Xue'er to behave like this, and immediately squatted on the ground in pain.

Xue Er immediately rushed to Ze Yang, she just wanted to know how Ze Yang was hurt.

Seeing that Xue'er ran away, Zhao Yong stood up angrily, ignoring the pain in his foot, and stabbed Xue'er with a dagger.

Seeing that Xueer was about to be stabbed, Zeyang moved over, hugged Xueer tightly in his arms, and immediately inserted the dagger deeply into her back. "Hmm!" Ze Yang groaned softly.

Zhao Yong took advantage of the situation and pulled out the dagger again.

"Ah!" Zeyang's face was distorted in pain.She turned around, grabbed Zhao Yong's hands with lightning speed, pulled out the dagger in front of her chest, and passed with a single blow.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Yong yelled a few times before passing out.

Zeyang removed the cloth stuffed in Xue'er's mouth, and untied the rope from Xue'er's hand.

"Zeyang, how are you? Why are you so stupid?" Xue'er looked at Zeyang who was covered in blood, tears flowed from her heart.

"I'm fine." Although Zeyang was in pain, he couldn't let Xue'er know.

"You bleed too much, you will die if you continue like this!" Xue'er took out the handkerchief and helped Ze Yang to bandage it briefly.

Seeing Xueer's anxious, nervous, and distressed expression, Zeyang felt very sweet in his heart.If you die like this, you will be happy.

As soon as Xue'er raised her head, she happened to meet Ze Yang's eyes, but Ze Yang avoided Xue'er's eyes: "Let's go quickly, it's always not safe to stay here"

"Then what should he do?" Xue'er looked at Zhao Yong who had passed out and said.

"I have crippled his hands, and he won't wake up in a short time."

"Will he die?!" Xue'er was worried that someone would die.

"Don't worry, I'll let Qiangzi come and deal with it later"

"That's good." Xue'er came over to support Zeyang.

"No, I can go by myself!" Zeyang didn't want to get too close to Xue'er, fearing that he might not be able to hide his feelings for her.

Xue'er didn't know why Ze Yang was so indifferent to her all of a sudden, she felt that Ze Yang was deliberately avoiding something, she had no time to think about it, so she could only follow her out.

It was already late at night, and there were no street lights in such a remote place, and the moon couldn't hide, so it was really pitch black.In addition, they are not familiar with this place at all, and they don't know where to go now. ． ． ． ． ．