The official match of this seat is not you

This world is broken, and what is scattered is not as good as a trampled lone leaf.At the very least, when the temperature in his hand gradually faded away, and he was the only one left in the whole world that couldn't tell whether it was reality or a nightmare, Leng Yu just felt that his world was collapsing, fading into unreal and clumsy paintings.

The blood is cold, but Leng Tianqi's wild laughter is getting farther and farther away from his ears. Leng Yu finally tries his most terrifying imagination, and Wu Yan is getting farther and farther away from his own world.

The sword that was still in Wu Yan's heart hadn't been pulled out yet, but his blood was cold.There was still Wu Yan's last look at him in his eyes, the indescribable ridicule or mockery, what's more, all of this was just his hallucination.

Leng Yu always thought that he would not cry anymore, even if his father just used him to draw the topographical map of the Demon Cult, even if Wu Yan broke with him at that time, he held back, but at this time he had already desperately Holding back the flowing water that represented compromise and weakness failed to stop everything overflowing from the eye sockets.

Tears dripped on Wu Yan's mouth, sliding down, dripping down, sliding down again...

Leng Yu stretched out his fingers to touch Wu Yan's lips, which had lost even a little blood color. He refused to give up and wanted to draw that lip into a familiar arc, even if it was just a sneer, but he could only let his tears wet the lost color lips.

The water overflowing from the eye sockets hit Wu Yan's face, black light flashed, the sword tightly held by Wu Yan shone slightly, but Leng Yu, who was drowning in sadness, didn't notice, he Stroking Wu Yan's shiny black hair, I wanted to touch the messy hair that he often messed up a long time ago, and the maid had to take care of it for a long time, thinking of the result that I once wanted to help him comb but was very despised, Leng Yu With a smile that couldn't be melted away, he ran through the soft and shiny hair with his outstretched hands.

That's fine, Wu Yan lost his breath and his life would be his own, no one would snatch it, nothing would stop him, even the conflicts and misunderstandings that they couldn't mediate were no longer a problem.Wu Yan is no longer the leader of the Demon Cult, and he will not be some young master, he is his, and he is also his.

In just an instant, the tears that Leng Yu dripped on Wu Yan's heart seeped into the blood red on Wu Yan's chest.Wu Guang's masterpiece made the righteous heroes surrounded by the two unable to open their eyes, and countless sword shadows turned into a small space composed of swords and dead souls in the small space around Wu Yan and Leng Yu. On one side are the weeping Leng Yu and the leader of the Demon Cult who has lost his breath, and on the other side are the martial arts heroes who have done something worthy of glory and want to grab their swords.

Leng Tianqi frowned as he watched his son and the leader of the Demon Cult embracing each other. Surrounding the two were the phantoms of countless swords. This kind of cover was like a cage and a silent space.He raised the sword in his hand and swung it lightly, but exhausted all he had learned in his life.

He thought that the barrier formed by the sword shadow could be easily destroyed, but he was surprised to find that the barrier did not change at all. He was not reconciled. The dark sword was about to fall into his hands, how could it be only one step away now? Under the circumstances, it is still not desirable.

Leng Yu smiled happily, and even put Wu Yan on the ground reluctantly like a child, just hugged him in his arms, but let the running water from the corners of his eyes wet their clothes.

The sword moved, flew up from Wu Yan's hand without any warning, turned into a black light in Leng Yu's widened eyes and penetrated into Wu Yan's heart.

Leng Yu was breathing quickly, and reached out to Wu Yan's cheek with trembling hands, wanting to feel his breath, wanting to touch that familiar temperature, but still nothing...no...

As the black light seeped into Wu Yan's chest, the barrier between the two of them became weaker, and became bright and dim like an illusion.

Leng Tianqi was raising his sword and intending to break through the barrier that was about to disappear in one fell swoop, but suddenly dozens of people in black clothes rushed out from nowhere, and the leaders of the clothes were embroidered with the words Sun Salutation with white thread to explain their His identity is precisely the followers of the Sun Salutation Church.

Seeing the seemingly silent leader hugged by Leng Yu, their eyes were red, and they raised their weapons. They only had one belief, to avenge the leader!

Even in the name of the Demon Sect, the Sun Worship Sect is the most intimate and difficult to provoke sect in the entire martial arts world. If you kill a Sun Worshiper, there will be a lot of trouble and pursuit waiting for you, and you will still find trouble with them .

But now that the life and death of their leader is uncertain, this group of brutal guys immediately became angry, angry, and became more brutal.

Amidst the shouts of killing, the barrier shattered, but Leng Yu didn't move. He didn't care whether it would hurt him or his own life, but he was watching Wu Yan's movements closely. Just now, he seemed It seemed that Wu Yan might have seen Wu Yan's fingers move.

No!It wasn't an illusion, Wu Yan was breathing, and Leng Yu felt the warmth of Wu Yan's hand that he was holding. The extreme joy made Leng Yu thank the fate that never favored him.

Mo Xuan stood in front of a person. That person was still dressed in white and had the same baby face, but the camps and positions of the two were different. He was his enemy.

The swords in the hands of the two were hanging on the ground, looking at Bai Xi with complicated expressions, Mo Xuan was only indifferent, his baby face had already lost a lot of weight, and his body seemed to fall down when blown by the wind. As if out of shape, Mo Xuan frowned.

"You do it, I'm sorry for the leader and all the brothers, you take this life to pay homage to the brothers." Bai Xi threw the sword in his hand aside, closed his eyes, Bai Xi who used to be so disconnected that Mo Xuan was speechless It's gone, only this Baixi who is about to lose his soul remains.Although there is still the familiar face that he grew up with, it is no longer the face of the person Mo Xuan likes or even secretly fell in love with.

Mo Xuan felt that the sword in his hand was so heavy that he couldn't even lift his wrist. There were chaotic shouts of killing in his ears, and all he could see was the confrontation between the Demon Cult and the Righteous Way. His sword was shining in the sunlight. There was a blinding light.

"Let's go!" Mo Xuan turned around and left, but Bai Xi sat between the blood and weapons and laughed madly. He knew that Mo Xuan would not let Mo Xuan go, but he did not forgive him. His betrayal Mo Xuan gave The only punishment is to let him live in such guilt.This was indeed the greatest punishment. Although he had his own reasons to betray, betrayal was betrayal, and any reason was nothing more than an excuse.

Wu Yan's breathing was slowly recovering, but Leng Yu was slapped hard.Leng Yu didn't move, but hugged Wu Yan even tighter.

The battle had come to an end, but Leng Yu's eyes were still on Wu Yan's body. It was not until the big girl slapped him hard on the face that he regained his sanity.

"Get out! You are not welcome in the Devil's Cult." The big girl's voice was clear and full of anger. She even wanted to stab this girl to death with a sword, but the leader still needs to return to the church to recuperate as soon as possible. Wu Yan, who was in Yu's arms, took the rest of the Demon Cult and left, leaving only Leng Yu standing in a daze among the blood-stained ruins again.

Feeling that the warmth in his hands was gradually disappearing, the members of the Tianxia League had already retreated. His father who was the leader of the alliance had already forgotten him when he was injured, and he was the only one left in this abandoned place.It's not that he doesn't want to be with Wu Yan all the time, it's just that he has more important things to do now, and Wu Yan is the safest in the devil's religion. Since everyone in the world opposes it, he will ascend to the supreme position of martial arts .In that way, the world is him, he is the world, and one day, he will be able to snatch Wu Yan back.

Leng Yu has never had any intentions for this Tianxiameng. Even though his martial arts talent is not very high, no one can beat him with just the word young master. He never cared much about it, but now he has I started to care, just to be with that person.No matter what is the reason for Wu Yan's indifferent personality now, as long as he is still that person, the person he can't let go of, he will not easily hand him over to anyone. Obstacles are eliminated.

The Demon Sect, the Huatian Pavilion where the leader lives, is lying leisurely in his messy nest, gnawing on the apple rice cake and throwing the big apple that he took a bite out of. Looking at the empty room, Nian Gao remembered that today was the day Wu Yan made an appointment to meet his brat.

I told him that he couldn't find a girl to raise a child, and it turned out okay, this is not a brat, but a wolf cub.

Nian Gao thought for a while and turned over his most messy nest in history.After making Wu Yan's bed dirty again, Nian Gao smiled evilly, and finally found something in the mess.

"That's it!" It was a brand new booklet with the words "task manual" in large characters on it. It is said that it should be considered a miracle that such a brand new book could be found in such a den that was almost infested with bugs. up.

Nian Gao stared at the book his boss gave him before it came to this world, but it was forgotten by Dongdong Daxibei, and wailed, "His grandma's! My master has so many tasks that Wu Yan didn't do! This How should the world live!!!"

Light a candle for the rice cake. His master has just climbed back from the death line. It is estimated that his thick task book will not be needed in a short time.

"I like you, no! I should love you"

"I'm in love with you"

Wu Yan was floating in the darkness, he couldn't tell where he was, but he did recognize the sword under his feet, it was the Dark Sword that he thought was missing, but now it appeared and let him step on it.

He obviously remembered that his sword broke when he was fighting those people, and then there was darkness in front of him, but he didn't know why he was here, and he didn't know what happened outside.The words "I love you" echoed in his heart, he remembered that it seemed that Leng Yu said it, and it appeared in his ears vividly.

Wu Yan couldn't tell what happened to him after he climbed up from the Suojian Cliff in Fengmo Mountain Villa covered in blood. He was always suppressing the violence and bloodlust coming from the bottom of his heart, but now when he fell into this darkness, he felt It was indeed a rare peace.

He began to think about Da Niu, Mo Xuan, those old pickles, and even Leng Yu.The sound of "I love you" disturbed his heart, isn't it raising a child?When did this guy not only learn to betray but also learn to play with him?

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