Chapter 1077: I should be happy ...

Ning Xuemo's eyes fell on Yan Ziyu, and she couldn't help popularizing her knowledge: "Bingjie, a fragrant incense can double the imagination, but after the aging time, the caster will completely disappear ... This world. In other words, Ye Feng had already lost his spirit half an hour ago ... "
After the last sentence, she finally couldn't go on.
Yan Ziyu listened!
The scene of Ye Feng and Magma Dragon fighting flashed in her mind. He shivered slightly.
Ye Feng!
Ye Feng!
How can it be?
How could this be?
No, it's not! not like this……
She screamed suddenly: "No! No! You must have read it wrong! He ... how could he be so spirited? He has been talking to me before and singing for me, just now, when you arrived just now He also reminded me that he was saved ... how could it be half an hour ago ... you must be lying to me! I don't believe it! "
Ning Xuemo: "..." Her heart was deeper and more blocked.
Ye Feng should have died at the moment the magma dragon died, but his soul has been holding on, maintaining that breath, speaking with Yan Ziyu, and persisting until the rescue comes, he can no longer support it ...
He ... how strong is he?
Zi kite, how lucky you are to get the love of Ye Feng!
How unfortunate, I mistakenly used fish eyes as pearls, so that Gu Ziyan hurt Ye Feng, who loved you forever ...
Although there is not much truth to say about love originally, although Ning Xuemo knew that Yan Ziyu was affected by the twin spell, but she was still in a panic for Ye Feng!
Ning Xuemo couldn't help sneering: "Because he doesn't trust you, he is afraid that you will be alone, and you will be afraid ..."
Yan Ziyu's complexion was white, her heart seemed to be pierced with a row of steel needles, her heart tightened into a ball, and she seemed to have cramps.
For the first time in her life, her heart is so painful!
On that day, I heard that Gu Ziyan was dying at Xitang, and she had never felt so much ...
Yan Zijie was sitting there, her face was full of pain and confusion: "How can ..."
Her eyes fell on Ye Feng, and the three ice flame flowers bloomed in the blood pool of the sultry, nourished by blood, and they not only faded, but also became more transparent.
Yan Ziyu finally thought of something, her eyes shook, she slowly reached out to pick up the flower, and looked at it carefully, her hands were almost trembling and she couldn't hold it, her fingertips were pale.
Heart hurts! Her heart hurts!
It hurts like an inch-by-inch cut with a knife hardened in the fire.
If it were not for this thing, Ye Feng would not die ...
If Ye Feng didn't grab the flower when the mud appeared, he would not die ...
This flower is the culprit!
She wants to destroy it!
As soon as she pressed her fingers, she wanted to crush the ice flame flower!
Ning Xuemo's hand was quick and her eyes were sick. On her wrist, Yan Ziyu's wrist was numb. She was now slow to respond, so Ning Xuemo easily snatched the flower from her.
"This flower cannot be destroyed!" Ning Xuemo spit out a few words.
This flower was bought by Ye Feng for his life, and it has not yet played its due role.
Yan Ziyu sat on the ground, as if finally reacted, murmured: "Yes, this flower can't be destroyed ... Zi Yan ... It also depends on it to help ... Now that I have spent my hands, I should be happy, I should be happy That's right ... "
She seemed to try to hypnotize herself: "I should be happy ..."