Chapter 213: Disappointing and struggling

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
She dares!
The autumn wind felt the murderousness superimposed on her body, but she still insisted on the lower lip and refused to let it go, while the dragon Han Yan hiding behind him did not lose the opportunity.
"You can't kill me! I am the owner of Zhaoqing County! You killed my grandmother will not let you go! Longgui will not let you go!"
It was awesome. Gong Yimo touched her hair and suddenly looked at her.
"I used to be a Chaoyang princess. Then, you are all dead. Who knows?"
She said this, Long Hanyan was afraid, and finally did not dare to speak again, full of hope that the autumn wind can block her for her.
Autumn wind whispered, "This time she already knows it wrong, please let her go, I promise to be optimistic about her in the future! Let her kill again!"
Seeing the palace, I looked at them with a smile and laughter, and the indifference of the pressure made the forehead of the autumn wind that was not deeply involved in the world sweat.
He saw the palace and did not give up, loud.
"Or you killed me! I will pay for the elderly!"
When he said this, Gong Yimo looked at Long Hanyan just listening, and he did not say anything.
Her reaction is really chilling. It seems that she is guilty of taking the autumn winds. This kind of person is terrible.
Can't stay.
She raised her sleeve sword and pointed at them, cold and cold, "Let's get out!"
"Don't let it!"
The autumn wind resolutely shook his head, and a pair of clean eyes fixedly looked at the palace, but he was so serious, but he was protecting such a person!
Gong Yimo felt that there was a faint anger in his heart, not because he protected Long Hanyan, but because he was right or wrong!
She asked not to be ridiculed. "Does your master forget the truth? This is how you teach you? Teach you not to distinguish between right and wrong, teach you to be eccentric, teach you to listen and listen?"
She really can't figure out why such a woman, forgetting the real person why will it be collected? Isn't he not a genius? Where is Longhan Yanqi?
Qiufengfeng couldn’t say the rebuttal. He gritted his teeth. "But she grew up with me since childhood. I can't let her die in front of me!"
"Then there's no way!"
Gong Yixiao sneered, "Because I must kill her!"
Say, swing the sword to stab the dragon Han Yan!
She screamed and retreated, and the autumn winds beat her with bare hands, obviously it was much more fierce!
In the end, he is still a martial arts wizard. Once he is serious, Gong Yimo must also deal with it seriously.
The forest was suddenly smashed by the sword, and the punches were torn and ruined, revealing a large open space, and the color of the sky was getting more and more gorgeous! Countless colors interweave! The sun is only the last trace of the sky, and it will be dark soon!
Long Hanyan was softly legged by the invisible air pressure in the air, with his back against the big tree, and he did not even have the strength to escape!
She is not going to die! She hasn't gone back to tell her aunt that this monk is here! She has not yet married to the palace! She can't die!
In the end, the autumn wind is worse than the palace. Even if his talent is higher, there is no such thing as the palace, how can he stop the palace?
So in the moment of fierce blackening! Her sword found a chance, and the body flew to the dragon Han Yan behind him! If this is stabbed, she will die!
Long Hanyan feels that death is approaching again! Screaming! Half-necked and hugged my head!
But the pain did not come, she opened her eyes, looked up, but only saw the autumn wind with both hands caught the sleeve sword! The blood, reddish his white clothes, shocking!
"Master... save... save me!"
Long Han Yan was so stupid, squinting at the time of Ai Ai’s pleading, she did not ask for the palace to die, just begging to escape!
The action of the autumn wind made the face of Gong Yimo finally become difficult to look at, the sword was caught by the hands of the autumn wind! Looking at the drop of blood, Long Hanyan is not heartbroken! But she... she had been with the autumn for 13 years!
She is decisive and disappointed with him, but this heart is not a stone after all!
"I'm sorry... I can't let you kill her..."
He looked up at the palace, and the simplicity and innocence in his eyes made the palace think about it. When he was killed in order to save her, the flesh and blood looked like...
Heart, tremble fiercely! Let her almost loose the sword in her hand!
After the autumn wind said this sentence, the thin lips are tightly squatting! Obviously not let go, his serious face seems to overlap with the face of the last life!
When he died in his arms, she asked him why!
He said - I can't watch you die, not as good as I die.
More similar scenes! But one is to protect her, one is to protect her to kill!
The palace trembled with the hand holding the sword, feeling sorrowful! I feel sad again!
Is this also a cause and effect?
No!
She shakes for a moment, then looks at Long Hanyan...
This person is not very old, but inexplicably hostile to her, not as remorseful as Li Wei, and this time, watching her eyes are resentful!
Leave it, leave it, it will only be trouble!
So autumn winds, can't help!
The palace is so stunned by the eyes, the force is under the force, and the narrow sleeve sword is not grasped at all, so even if the autumn winds are caught by both hands! The blade is still slowly pushed forward, and the palace can clearly feel the feeling that his palm is scratched, and he can't bear it!
She took a deep breath and stopped. At this time, the tip of the sword was off the nose of Long Hanyan, but it was more than a hundred!
Long Han Yan is scared to face no one!
She is protected too well! There is a Queen Mother in the Royal Palace, and there is no dispute in the mountains, so she is lawless!
But now, death is as close to her! She was afraid, her apex was shaking, she wanted to run, but the momentum of the other person's swearing made her stiff, and she could only look at the sword's hand that crossed the autumn wind toward her!
The viscous blood is like a creek that slides down the blade like a creek, and the dragon yan of the sword can clearly see the rolling blood beads, one by one on her clothes.
"Is it smelling?"
The palace smashed the heart, and once again sent the sword in the hand a little further! This time, she can clearly feel the friction of the blade cut into the bone! Ten fingers and even the heart, the autumn wind finally could not help but snorted, biting the lower lip, the hand still clinging to the blade, refused to relax!
Does it hurt? How is he so brainy! !
But it is useless to insist on it, because the tip of the sword has already touched the nose of Long Hanyan!
At that moment, the cold murderousness seemed to pierce her body along the tip of the sword! She was tightly attached to the trunk, her legs kept a half-squatting movement, and two battles, at this moment, even the breathing stopped!
"Is it smelling?"
Gong Yimo once again asked, "This is the taste of your master's blood."
You, are you not at all sad?