Lian Chengjue suddenly laughed. He looked particularly genital and cold, which made Nan Liyou feel unfamiliar.
"Ah..." He roared angrily, and the robe on his body bloomed like a orchid, with a strong aura all over his body.
The stone statues around were clamored by the anger, and rumbling loudly, all of them exploded.
A golden light rippled out like a wave of light.
The hazy mist suddenly dissipated and everything became clear.
Looking around with his eyes, Nan Liyou was shocked. Lian Chengjue broke the formation like this?
It was indeed Magic Huang. He didn't even take action. He just moved his throat and easily solved the top ten-stone maze array.
Lian Chengjue looked at the woman opposite and started to wander, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and asked: "Don't you really give me another chance? Don't you give us another chance?"
Nan Liyou looked back, calmed down, shook his head, his eyes were shimmering, and he said lightly: "I don't want to continue to get entangled with you anymore. Thousands of years ago, for you, I had died once; in this life, I almost went back again
Death in your hands. And this life is my last life. If I die in this life, I will never have the chance to be resurrected. For the sake of someone I don’t love, I will not be able to put my life in it.”
She was talking very brokenly, and her nose was a little sour while she was talking.
She is not a saint, and she cannot do without any emotion, without any joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
"Okay, very good!" Lian Chengjue smiled bitterly, "It seems that you are still struggling with the harm I have brought you!"
"Not bad!" Nan Liyou blurted out without thinking, and then the scene in front of her made her so shocked that she forgot her words and actions.
Lian Chengjue smiled, his smile was full of bewitching and seductive. He raised his right hand and imagined the Mingyou Xuan Sword. A flash of cold light, and the sword body suddenly doubled. He didn't think about it, heading towards his heart.
, pierced hard.
Mingyou Xuan Sword penetrated his heart, blood mist splattered, and the strange color dyed his Tamo Lan's robe red.
Nan Liyou stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning, staring blankly as blood overflowing from his chest, wet his robe, and blooming charming flowers, like a lake of blood
The firedra...
"Why..." Nan Liyou's voice was stuck in his throat, his eyes stinging to his bloody chest, and he suddenly lost his strength. His cold words were all gone, and all that was left was shock and
doubt.
Why is he? Why?
"Give me another chance...How? Let's do it again...I will never let you down!" Hesitant blood gushed out like a pillar, and the blood loss made Lian Chengjue look very pale, "Li Li
Son, do it again... OK?"
Nan Liyou was speechless for a moment, and his eyes slowly moved up from his chest with complexity, staring at his eyes, with purple eyes full of determination and unconcealed affection.
Nan Liyou opened his mouth and before he could say the words, Lian Chengjue reached out to block his hand, "I'll wait for you... When will I wait for you, wait for you to give me a chance, and wait for us to start again...
…”
Nan Liyou swallowed the words from her throat. She actually wanted to say, "Can you stop the bleeding first?" But when she saw his eyes, she felt sour and painful.