Chapter 1866: Nanhao Wang's killer wife (47)

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Since this plane itself has the Witch family, she can use abilities that should not appear in this plane.
Although, there should be serious ‘consequences’.
However, in order to save Nan Yi, Luo Ding felt that no matter what the consequences, even if the system shut her into the small black house, she must stand in front of him.
The sky is full of snow, a piece of blood on the ground, surrounded by a large group of guards, not far from the cold and a pair of cold and frosty scorpions.
Such a scene can not help but remind her of dozens of planes, she has not been able to save her loved ones.
At that time, she was also called Luo Dust, and he was called Chu Nanxian.
This time, she gradually grew up in front of him, a sword and a sword in hand, the world is not afraid.
"Do you think you saved him?" Mu Han Che bites his lip, flashing a smack between his eyebrows, clenching his fist: "When you are my royal palace, the warrior is a display!"
His words and sentences are endless anger and unwillingness, and the heart is burning like a raging fire.
She was the secret guard he had cultivated. He watched her grow up and watched her eyes follow.
But now, she is in front of another man, holding a long sword against him, her eyes are very cold, without a trace of emotion.
"Mu Han Che is reasonable, this is for me -" She lifted her head and raised her mouth with a faint sneer: "It's really not difficult."
"Dust--" a cool, watery sound came slowly from behind.
With a touch of gentleness, shallow warmth, and a trembling voice...
He is so unbelievable, the girl will go back and save him. He thought that the relationship between them had already said the secrets and the truth, and then went to the road of poverty.
But she... but she did not look back at her. Just like ten years ago, he never left him because of his selfishness...
I don't know why, when she heard Nan Yi's twitching and telling her name, she only felt that her eyes were red and there was an inexplicable tremor in her heart.
He turned and looked at his pale, snowy face. A white coat had already been dyed red, his nose was sour, and his eyes were covered with a thin mist.
She was still late, letting him fight alone and suffered so much injury.
"Sorry, I am still late." Her right hand trembled, gently touching his still bleeding chest, long lashes, fan, tears could not stop falling down.
She knows that she can't cry now, but really... I can't hold back...
I don’t know the next second, Nan Yi’s right hand grabbed her arm and took her to her arms. She used her strength to hold her.
Even if the wound blood is like a plump, even if he hurts that he is about to suffocate, his mouth is not consciously smiling like a happy smile, just holding her, said in her ear: "I like you, dust, very I like it very much. It is more like the love that is said by the world.
Luo dusted a glimpse, can fully feel the hot blood dyed her clothes, but Nan Yi 笙 holding her strength but more and more aggravated.
"Let's let go first..." She bit her lip and said something angry: "You are hurt!"
"Yeah." He responded earnestly, his voice was full of joy, but still holding her, never let go.
"Nan Yihao!" Luo Dingchen wants to struggle, but he is afraid to touch his wounds more. He has to use his child's general tone to say to him: "We will solve the bad guys first, and then hold them again!"