This pain hurts even more than when she left Min Yuchen. She was so entangled in how to protect her beloved family. The moment she heard Min Yuchen’s bet, it was so ridiculous.
Once my throat is sweet, I almost can't hold back if I have anything.
The fifth thought forced a force and shouted, "No!" Although she was indeed prepared for sacrifice, it did not mean that she could still treat it as if nothing had happened when she learned that Min Yuchen calmly predicted her greatness.
Don't he want to live?
She held her little face in her hands, tears flowing down her fingers, crying indescribable.
The sound of "No" fell, and the fifth thought felt that my heart was cold, and I fell into the cold pool, and my heart was cool.
Can she not want Di Jun to be her husband? Just Min Yuchen is her husband?
At that time, a harsh cry came from behind, and the fifth thought subconsciously stood up and chased the figure of Drought.
Her movements were faster than her brain and she threw out her peach wood sword, "Han Mei, I won't let you touch my family even if I die."
Han Mei turned around, the tip of the fifth nian's sword was only one punch away from her. She retreated very quickly, with a face of calm and gentle expression, hiding all the pain in the depths of her eyes.
As the drought is moved, the "still background board" also moves.
His eyebrows were raised high, his eyes were flowing, his waist flashed, and his body flashed a little further away from the delivery room.
Wu Nian shouted, "Everyone is on standby and set up a formation!"
Several people led by Master Yang and Wu Nian stood in the hexagonal eye of the Qikill Formation. Xu Huanyan held his violin outside the delivery room. Bai Zhaozhao stood in front of Xu Huanyan with a pale face, swearing to keep the gate of the delivery room to the death.
As for the surviving mercenaries, they have also seen the world, but what they see today really makes them subvert what they have learned in the past. They don’t know who they can beat?
Facing the chaotic scene with a confused look on his face, Xu Huanyan has established a strong belief that either the drought will die or they will die.
Who wants to die if you can live?
Of course, it is the drought to die, they are the winner.
Xu Huanyan took a deep breath and silently told herself in her heart that the things in front of her were not terrible existences, but her audience, and now it was her own special show, so there was nothing terrible.
Thinking of this, Xu Huanyan took the violin forward and pushed Bai Zhaozhao who was blocking him.
Then he bowed deeply to his ‘listeners’, indicating that they could take the time to listen to their concerts.
The audience who were still clamoring wildly for three seconds was stunned for three seconds, and then began to attack wildly again. Bai Zhaozhao joined the battle and shouted at several mercenaries, "Protect her."
Although I don’t understand what happened to Xu Huanyan? But the current situation can no longer tolerate random thoughts.
"born."
"old."
"sick."
"die."
"Associate with enemies and hates."
"I can't ask for it."
"Love farewell, the seven killing formation begins!"
The seven killing formations have been completed, and Xu Huanyan has already set up a violin on this end. The low and charming tunes are mixed with Buddhist songs. There is no sense of incongruity, but it has a bit more compassion.
Xu Huanyan herself is a famous violinist and she can create when she occasionally rises. She agrees with no borders and no words.
When she is radical, she will follow the music, but the style of Buddhist music is mostly ethereal, cleaning the soul, so when she skillfully pulls the song, the moment the bow moves on the strings, she never knew that the world could be quiet because of her.
The surroundings are quiet, and you can even hear the sound of the wind blowing and the sound of flowers blooming.
Xu Huanyan's ability has long been seen as a partner in the same forum, so it may not be so strange at this moment. Everyone is focusing on their own affairs.
It was the first time Bai Zhaozhao felt that he would also show such a stupid expression as a human.
Like those mercenaries, he looked at Xu Huanyan who was trapped in his own performance in surprise. Is this hypnosis?
Who else is better than her who can even hypnotize ghosts and monsters?
Taking advantage of the fact that the ghosts were immersed in the violin music, Bai Zhaozhao quickly and accurately solved several demons with strong willpower. If they woke up, they might be in big trouble.
The moment the formation was formed, the fifth thought fell into the meeting of enemies and hatreds. The information brought to her by Drought before was too great, which had caused her to be unstable, so she was easily guided by negative emotions.
Even on the top of the mountain, she could still recognize who the man was standing with her hands behind her back?
"husband?"
The man turned around, peerless and isolated.
He was wearing a snow-white long gown while he was tall and straight, his ink hair was raised with only a jade crown, and his blue ribbon was flying in the wind.
His skin was pale, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his starry eyes were like a cold cold pond. His eyes fell on Di Wu Nian's body without any waves.
"The fifth thought?"
She knew such a strange face, and she even had a fool.
He looks similar to Min Yuchen, but he is even more amazing than him.
But she was not familiar with such a cold tone.
"husband……"
"Call me Di Jun!" The cold lips just touched, but she felt a chill in her bones.
“Is that bet real?”
Di Jun remained motionless, just like him, looking down on the world with a proud look. Humans like ants were not worthy of being seen like this by him.
Wu Nian suddenly turned red in her eyes, sucked her nose, and raised her little head, "Do you want me to die?"
"Don't you want to die for the sake of the people of the world?"
"Who cares about the people of the world? I only care about your thoughts." Seeing him frowning impatiently, his heart suddenly pulled, and he couldn't tell where he was hurt.
A hint of unwillingness, resentment, hatred, and hatred arose from the bottom of my heart. Why?
Chapter completed!