Afraid of her angry, afraid she wouldn't want to see him anymore, afraid that she had clearly knew that he would go to see Hua Yimo and pretend to be calm ... even more afraid that she knew that he was gradually unable to control the body.

"Why not sit?" Yan Junqing's alienation at this moment looked at the bottom of his eyes. Ye Yanxue's eyes were dim, and he asked sinking with his throat.

Her voice was a little angry, and her big eyes stared at Yan Junqing's body for a moment.

"The minister is guilty, please forgive the sin." Yan Junqing stepped back two steps, kneeling on his knees, even if he acknowledged the mistake, he was still elegant and refined.

Such Yan Junqing, even if he seeks forgiveness, is still elegant.

Ye Xuexue silently said, she reached out and wanted to help him get up, but she could turn around. Her pure and thin fiber fingers shrank back again.

A pair of big dark eyes looked at Yan Junqing seriously. She understood his hard work, and also understood the helplessness that he could not support. Yan Junqing, who once established between heaven and earth, became this weak look.

in spite of.

The bottom of the eyes quickly sighed, and there was a statement: "Why do you go there?"

"Hua Yan Mo medicine is clever, if he can ..." Yan Junqing raised his eyes, and the purple light flowed, and it was distressed.

"She can't." Ye Yanxue interrupted Yan Junqing's words lightly.

Yan Junqing no longer speak.

The silent palace exudes it, weird and heavy.

For a long time, a few rigid smiles were squeezed on her face, and she begged a little: "Don't go to her again, okay?"

Seeing the helplessness on Ye Yan's snow, Yan Junqing slowly got up, hugged her distressedly, and carefully stroked her soft long hair, and asked softly: "Do you believe me?"

"No, I just don't want you to make a danger for me ..." Ye Yanxue's pair of small hands grasped Yan Junqing's white placket tightly, and the small black head was closely attached to his solid chest.

The person who felt in her arms couldn't help trembling, and Yan Junqing knew how scared she was.

In front of him, her camouflage was vulnerable, and she ran out of the time.

"Xue Xue, rest assured. I will be cautious. For you and Lu Luo, I will not do anything hungry that hurts myself, and I will not be hurt by others." Yan Junqing's arms tightly lived in Yexue, soft

Sound comfort.

He suddenly wanted to know how to live such a thin person.

He kissed Ye Xuexue's forehead lightly, Yan Junqing suddenly had a dark eyes, and his avatar was split like the same pain. The whole person shook a few times and fell on the soft couch.

Suddenly Yan Junqing's coma did not make Ye Yanxue a slightest accident. She looked at his face calmly, and the slender little hand covered Yan Junqing's eyebrows to stretch the sadness there.

Staring at this man who loves to be better than herself for a long time, she turned around carefully, and strode the meteor's Chaohuang Hall.

She knows that he has settled, and it is not good for saying.

Therefore, the only thing she can do is to do her best to protect him.

In the Phoenix Temple, a shadow guard with black pressure comes from all directions like flies.

Ye Xuexue's ink black palace costume is solemn and noble, blooming.

The breath of killing was from her eyes, and bloodthirsty was heavy, and said with a indifferent voice: "You immediately go to the cemetery in the north of Houshan to ambush, and see people who have threatened the grandfather.
Chapter completed!