The wind blows and the clouds pass by, and the fallen leaves never return to their roots.
The scene in front of He Dongye became increasingly blurry, and Liu Yan'er's figure seemed to disappear.
"Yan'er." He was a rough and strong man, but at this moment he was as tender as water, and he shouted those two words deeply.
Even a tough guy is infatuated.
In the attic in the distance, Xiao Shanyan stood in front of the window sill, watching this scene indifferently.
His eyes fell on Liu Yan'er.
Liu Yan'er was stubborn, domineering, arrogant and sycophantic. He was attracted by such a person.
But adult feelings have too many impurities.
A strong person will never let his feelings become his weakness.
He could save Liu Yan'er and everyone in Xilou from death in a heartbeat, and he could also make Liu Yan'er die without her body intact when she rebelled.
The first step for a strong man is to kill his own feelings!
Xiao Shanyan was holding a glass of wine in his hand. He raised his head slightly, drank the strong drink, and narrowed his eyes in a secretive manner.
A disobedient cat should be buried with your own hands.
He doesn't need anyone to be his weakness.
Even if there is a weakness, he will break it with his own hands.
Xiao Shanyan could tell that Liu Yan'er and Ye Qingge were the same kind of people.
But, knowing that it was a dead end, would Ye Qingge still come to the banquet alone?
He is looking forward to it.
He will repay the shame of that day at the martial arts training platform many times over.
The blood flowing out of Ye Qingge's body came to wash away the humiliation.
Now, he is waiting for Ye Qingge's arrival.
If Ye Qingge was a coward and didn't dare to enter the tiger's den, he would have saved his life.
Xiao Shanyan lowered her head and looked at the wine glass. The wine in the glass rippled, reflecting Xiao Shanyan's gloomy eyes.
At this moment, He Dongye's vitality gradually disappeared.
That pair of hammers smashed his abdomen.
His strong body fell in a pool of blood, his body trembling with coughing. He tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see Liu Yan'er's figure clearly, but Liu Yan'er was walking away with the Waning Moon Knife. She was stubborn
Stubborn and flamboyant.
Liu Yan'er looked back and saw He Dongye stretched out his hand towards her.
He Dongye's appearance is rugged and has nothing to do with handsomeness, especially his dark beard. In Qingge's words, he looks like Zhang Fei during the Warring States Period.
He should have been domineering and heroic, but when he looked at Liu Yan'er, he was filled with indescribable tenderness.
She does not expect to be able to enjoy the beautiful scenery under the moon in the next life, but only hopes to accompany her to conquer the world in the second life.
At the moment of his death, He Dongye always remembered that when he asked Liu Yan'er what kind of man she liked, Liu Yan'er said that her man must not be a pussy.
At that time, He Dongye's eyes lit up, wasn't he talking about him?
He is a man.
But Liu Yan'er's next words were like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, and He Dongye suddenly woke up.
"Of course, in terms of appearance, not to mention being more handsome than Pan An, at least he should have picturesque features and be worthy of the word handsome." Liu Yan'er sat on the window sill, the bright moon became her background, her red clothes glowed in the night
The body is rendered in rich and gorgeous colors, and a pair of slender white legs are covered with scarlet scars.
There was a bright moon above her head, facing the gentle wind, and she took a swig of the demon wine that was as strong as fire.
She turned to look at He Dongye, smiling charmingly, but her eyes were cold.
She said it's impossible to look like you.
He Dongye smiled stupidly, scratched his thick beard, and said with a smile, how can Lao Dong be worthy of Mr. Liu? This is something I never dare to think about.
Liu Yaner smiled but said nothing.
She knew what He Dongye was thinking.
But her heart has never been about the love between men and women. Her dream is on the other side of the battlefield, in the place closest to the sky!
He Dongye knew very well that Liu Yan'er just didn't love him, and anything could be a reason to reject him.
If it is love, why not hold hands with him and walk to the top of the clouds?
He Dongye vomited blood from his mouth.
Liu Yan'er panicked, rushed towards He Dongye, and threw herself on He Dongye.
Her most precious waning moon sword fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
Liu Yan'er knelt on the ground and grabbed He Dongye's wrist with all her strength, "He Dongye, don't you even listen to Master Liu's words? You are not allowed to die! You are not allowed! Do you hear me?"
"Yan'er, I'm a little sleepy." He Dongye's eyelids were drooped as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he looked at the dazzling sunlight through the gap between his eyes.
After he learned that Liu Yan'er liked handsome men, he lost weight to the point of collapse. However, instead of losing weight, he became even fatter.
He Dongye was so sad that he felt sad.
He shaved off his beloved beard and looked pretty in front of the mirror for a long time. When he went to see Liu Yan'er, Liu Yan'er said that he looked like a big watermelon and that he was suffering from brain damage.
For this reason, He Dongye was sad for a long time.
Therefore, in the next life, you must have a good skin, don’t have a big beard, and don’t have a body full of flesh.
To be that lean and handsome man, it's best to let Liu Yan'er take the bait herself.
He Dongye's face was covered with blood, and he thought happily.
Liu Yan'er bit her lower lip tightly until she bit her lip, blood flowed from her lips and teeth, and she swallowed the smell of blood in her mouth.
Liu Yan'er's fingertips felt cold, her hands began to tremble, and her whole body continued to tremble.
"He Dongye, you are not allowed to sleep." The words came out with difficulty from the sore throat, full of chokes.
"Yan'er, I had a dream." He Dongye said weakly.
The scenery in front of him was obscured by other pictures.
Liu Yan'er gently stroked He Dongye's cheek, trying hard to hold back the tears, which made her eyes swell and hurt.
He Dongye said: "I seem to have seen that in the next life, I will be a handsome man, even better-looking than Xiao Shanyan. Yan'er is the type you like. There is no messy beard, which is very good-looking."
Liu Yan'er's eyes were horribly red, and tears flowed out, covering her entire face.
The taste of tears and blood mixed in your mouth.
He Dongye lay in her arms, sleeping peacefully, with a smile on his thick purple-black lips.
The moment He Dongye left, Liu Yaner was very reluctant to leave and was even willing to replace him with her life.
He Dongye fell into a deep sleep, and Liu Yan'er shook him crazily.
"He Dongye, wake up, wake up."
No one responded.
She put the Waning Moon Knife on He Dongye's neck, "Wake up, or I'll chop off your head."
He Dongye thought, if he met the Lord of Hell, he would definitely ask the Lord of Hell to make him more handsome.
If I could make Liu Yan'er fall in love with her, I would be willing to give up my beard.
"He Dongye." Liu Yan'er wailed in a hissing voice.
She hugged He Dongye, and the Waning Moon Knife fell to the ground again.
Protector Lei struck Liu Yan'er on the shoulder with his sword.
Liu Yan'er's eyes lost focus and looked hollow.
She never thought that she would be so sad when He Dongye died.
Yes, Ye Qingge brought her hope. She firmly believed that Ye Qingge could break the current situation.
On this road, someone is bound to die, and she is ready for the entire army to be annihilated.
When the day came, she seemed unable to accept it.
Liu Yaner's throat was so sore that she couldn't speak.