Ling Wei

This picture was imprinted in Lingwei's eyes. His chest seemed to be clogged, and he couldn't breathe at all. His eyes were trying to see something. His tightly pressed lips were extremely pale, reflecting the light that slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. The bright red beads that flowed down were extraordinarily glaring and gorgeous, Lingwei felt a throbbing pain in his stomach, his face was pale, and he mobilized his spiritual power again without thinking, this time it was not Ahua, but the woman... Waiting for Lingwei to attack. When Wei Wei reacted, the spell could not be stopped... Ling Wei hurriedly pinched out the warlock, intending to use all the spiritual power in front of the two of them as a shield, but in the next moment, Ling Wei even The hands that stopped performing the spell were trembling uncontrollably... It turned out that Ahua over there blocked Lingwei's attack with a black face... and even attacked!The sorcerer was aggressive, murderous, merciless, fast, and powerful... Lingwei blocked it quickly, and was pushed far away. He stopped after a long time. Lingwei looked at Ahua in disbelief. This is actually a fairy art!Far beyond his own fairy art!Ahua ignored Lingwei's surprise, and attacked one after another with a cold face, without a trace of affection!The trick is deadly!Every step of the way!Lingwei fought with all his strength, and barely let himself get hurt. However, Ahua's moves were stronger and stronger. Lingwei finally couldn't stand it, so he had to call out the long sword to block it again. Lingwei used his spiritual power In the middle of the air, A Hua followed closely behind, and while attacking Ling Weiyi, he said: "I'm just playing with you, you took it seriously for being a bitch, and now you still hurt my wife, I will let you die without a burial today!" Land!" After that, he snatched Lingwei's long sword when Lingwei was trembling a little, and used enough strength to stab Lingwei's heart, puff!The sound of the long sword piercing into flesh and blood, the bright red blood stained Lingwei's white clothes, and fell drop by drop along the long sword, maybe the blood shed was too glaring, or maybe it was too much for the birds perched on the tree. It was too shrill, but Qiqi uttered a cry, circling in mid-air, it seemed to be mourning... It seemed to be mourning... Ahua ignored the chirping birds, just sneered and slowly drew out the long sword in his hand, like Intentionally wanting to torture Lingwei, let the blade of the long sword cut across the flesh and blood of Lingwei's chest bit by bit... Ahua said to Lingwei: "Of course, if you come to me again if you are not dead, I will also kill you." I don't mind loving you on the bed!" Ling Wei's face turned pale, she pursed her lips tightly, and stared at the sneering man in front of her without any tender care before, looking at A Hua little by little. Point out the sword in his hand, knowing that the blade of the sword is slowly slashing across the flesh and blood, and the pools of bright red blood flow out, as if the flesh and blood cannot bear the cry, falling to the ground like beautiful blooming flowers, A Hua kicked on the ground On Lingwei's abdomen, Lingwei was lying on his back and fell down, looking at Ahua with a condescending sneer and looking at him, Lingwei seemed unconscious, could not feel the pain in his chest, could not feel the throbbing pain in his abdomen, Lingwei closed her eyes slowly, a glistening bead slipped from the corner of her eye, and disappeared into the flying and smooth black hair...

Instead of the cold ground as expected, he fell into a warm embrace. Is it Ah Hua... Lingwei opened his somewhat cool eyes, and what caught his eyes was Yuelao dressed in red, "Why are you everywhere... ..." Yuelao ignored Lingwei's words, inspected Lingwei's injury with a serious expression, and he was relieved after a while. Fortunately, the long sword passed by brushing the heart, and the little baby was still firmly in the stomach. Hurry up, Yue Lao raised his head and watched Ah Hua approaching step by step, and opened his mouth first: "I don't know which fairy friend you are, I have never seen you before." You will know," Yuelao looked at Ah Hua for a while, then stopped talking, hugged Lingwei, called a cloud, and floated away.Therefore, no one noticed that Ah Hua, who stood in the same place for a long time, slowly retreated into shape, revealing a face that was seen as if he had floated into a strange ocean current, and the hut behind him, the flowers and plants disappeared Without a trace, as if she had never appeared before, the woman changed her gentleness and consideration, and stood respectfully behind the man, lowering her head and not saying a word. The man's gentle face made people couldn't help but take a few more glances, but her eyes The light emitted from the inside is also scary... If one of Yuelao and Lingwei takes a look at it, they will be surprised... It turns out that this person is Ying Sui...

On the other side of Lianhua Mountain, there is still the same hill, the same hut, the same fragrance of flowers and plants, and the same Ahua... Ahua is repairing the swing that suddenly broke for some reason. The favorite toy can't be broken, otherwise Weiwei will be unhappy when she comes back to pass the time with nothing to do.After a while, Ahua looked at the swing that had returned to its original state with satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to gently caress it. It looked like Lingwei was here. The soft light in his eyes made people addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves...Suddenly, A group of birds on the opposite side of the hill seemed to be crying sadly, they all spread their wings and soared in the sky, and then stopped for a while, as if nothing had happened... Ahua thought in his heart, I don’t know which little thing was hurt again, and it caused that little thing to hurt again. The group of little birds were anxious, these birds are a bit spiritual, they just like to make a fuss, Ahua smiled and shook his head, then went back to tending flowers and plants.Ah Hua, did you know that you are doomed to suffer so much for Lingwei when you turn around...

Yuelao brought the comatose Lingwei to his palace at the fastest speed in his life. If Yang Ji saw Lingwei in this state, what would he do? Yuelao let Lingwei go gently. On the bed, I stood by the bed and continuously sent spiritual power to Lingwei, watching the penetrating wound stop bleeding little by little, and gradually healed, leaving a darker line on the snow-white skin. The skin is particularly conspicuous and glaring, Lingwei's hand was unconsciously placed on the lower abdomen, the hand was extremely tight, and the joints were a little white, Yuelao made a casual hand, and the blood stains on Lingwei's body were receded, replaced Putting on comfortable and spacious clothes, I couldn't bear to look at Lingwei's pale and colorless face anymore, and wanted to turn around and leave, but Lingwei grabbed the sleeves, and watched Lingwei open his heavy eyes, and the godless eyes only looked at Asking herself very weakly: "Ah Yue, this is... robbery..." Yuelao looked down at the pale and weak Lingwei's eyes, and said softly: "I don't know." Lingwei closed his eyes again after hearing this After a long time, he said leisurely: "Ah Yue, you have never told me how it is for women in the world to be abandoned by passionate people like shoes..." Yuelao didn't turn around, but said leisurely: "Most of them don't like you. Be sincere, I have never seen you so stupid..." After that, Yuelao went straight away, leaving Lingwei with his eyes closed, Lingwei put his hand on the position of the heart, where it was still beating, but just once. Assaulting Lingwei's spirit, Lingwei's nose and hair were astringent... the hands on his chest were trembling, and the smooth hair covered Lingwei's side face, naturally also covered his red eyes, and even more so. The strings of beads that seemed to be broken strings fell from the eyes, and wet the other hand on the lower abdomen. The beads were a little hot, and the jade hand trembled slightly when it fell on the hand. Raising his hand slowly, Lingwei's red eyes looked at the wetness on his hand, and he remembered a sentence Yuelao once said: "Wounds go deep into the marrow and turn into tears...