Vol 10 Chapter 621: Count them great

The woman took the short knife in her hand and slowly walked to Ye Heng's front. She stretched out a hand and stroked Ye Heng's face. There was a trace of tenderness in the pupil under the mask. Lifted the knife in his hand and aimed at Ye Heng's lower abdomen, but he couldn't get it.
After a few seconds, the woman's hand fell, but the knife in her hand did not fall on Yeheng's abdomen, but fell on the bed.
"Why? Why must it be him? What choice do you keep saying, why not choose another one again!"
The woman shouted, tears came down, and tears flowed from her eyes under her mask, slowly across her cheeks, onto her chin, and then dripped.
The stranger looked at the woman, and the expression on her face did not have the lightness and smile of the past, but "exposed" a serious expression.
"If there is a choice, then I will definitely choose, but the truth is, I have no choice at all. Waiting for him, I do n’t know how long I have waited, hundreds or thousands of years, maybe longer, I have waited It ’s been too long. If I ’m talking about so-called choices, then I do n’t know how long it will take me to meet someone who can choose the next time, a thousand years, or ten thousand years. I ’m afraid I ca n’t wait so long.

After listening to this, the woman was completely silent, holding the short knife tightly in her hand, and her tears shed in disappointment.
The stranger looked at her, sighed for a long time, walked to her, and returned the short knife.
"Let's go."
With that, he slowly walked out of the room.
auzw.com The woman stayed in the room for a while, looked at Ye Heng ’s face, and walked out after half a ring.
And when they all left, Blood Feather Demon Zun got out of Ye Heng's body, looked at the two who had left, and looked at Ye Heng who slept like a dead pig lying on the bed and couldn't help but sigh Took a breath.
"Alas, the way forward, I am afraid it is not easy to go."
After the Blood Feather Demon King finished speaking, he immediately turned around and returned to Yeheng's body.
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The next morning, Ye Heng just woke up and saw the deep knife edge on his bed, and then turned his head to look at the little sunflower sleeping on the side, raised her paw, grabbed it on the bed, and then the bed sheet was Scratched.
But Ye Heng looked at the size of the mouth, and then looked at the mouth on the bed. This depth doesn't look like it was drawn by Xiaokui. Did anyone come in when they fell asleep?
But even if Ye Heng died so much last night, he still has confidence in his perception ability. Unless the seven-eighth grade martial arts creeps in quietly, no matter who it is, it is impossible for him Dive into here without knowing it.
However, in his impression, there seems to be no warriors with more than five ranks in this place in Hengshui City.
After thinking for a long time, Ye Heng's brains felt pain, and finally shook his head, unwilling to think about it. After all, if it is really the high-grade martial arts of the Seventh or Eighth Grade, if you want to start against him, you can rely on his strength to stop others. They want to kill themselves early. At most, this thing is used to threaten, after all, the identity of the disciple of Yehengtianxingmen is still a little deterrent.
But for something threatening, Ye Heng also came casually to them. If he was scared by them, they would be awesome.