Unfortunately, ideals are always beautiful, but reality is cruel. Yan Tian, ​​who was stroking the sword in a daze, turned his eyes and saw the light in her eyes. He stepped on her expectation, and stepped on her feet. The soles of her shoes were crushed on Ruoxue's cheek. He laughed mercilessly, laughing forward and backward, and his whole body was shaking, "Hahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

I have not heard enough of your mourning. I know. Everything before was lying to you. I said it to coax you. I will never let go. You can never get rid of me again. Despair, loss, pain. I just like to bring despair, loss, pain. Hahahahahaha." Yan Tianqing raised his foot and grabbed Nalan Ruoxue's long hair with his hands to lift her up. "Little baby, your nightmare will never fade away. You will never get rid of me in this life. You must always be my plaything, obey me forever, be enslaved by me, understand that this is your destiny. Hahahahahaha. By the way, thank you for helping me take out the magic sword. Do you know if you have to be so obedient in the future?"

Yan Tianqing laughed wildly, unscrupulously, and laughed back and forth. From the beginning, he never thought of letting Nalan Ruoxue go, but just weaving one lie after another, giving her hope step by step, allowing her to fall into hell step by step, and she will never be able to recover. Nalan Ruoxue helped him steal the magic sword of Shushan. She had no way out, not a single one. As long as he pushed her behind, she would belong to him forever and enslave him forever.

"You... you lied to me... you didn't keep your word." Nalan Ruoxue didn't feel pain, but felt sad. He knew that this would be the result in his heart, but when the truth appeared in front of him, it was still difficult to accept. The last glimmer of hope was disillusioned, and her world collapsed, like a mirror falling on the ground, and could never be bridged.

Nalan Ruoxue cried again, her tears were about to dry out, and her body was about to numb. Yan Tianqing's tongue licking on her cheek could not even bring disgust for her. She just cried helplessly, helplessly, and her long scattered hair mixed with the wet and salty wind. Nalan Ruoxue gave up struggling and just longed in her heart: "Who will save me, who will save me, please, God, I really know my mistake, please let me go."

The more she prayed, the happier Yan Tianqing was and the more she laughed wildly. She held Ruoxue's chin and slapped her hard. Her eyes were as close as two gates of hell. His voice was ruthless and cold storage: "No one can come to save you, silly girl, no one can save anyone from my Yan Tianqing's hands. Never, you just be my plaything, be obediently, and be obediently for me and my brothers around me to enjoy, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"Yan Tianqing, you don't keep your word. I hate you, I hate you." Nalan Ruoxue finally squeezed out a ruthless slap. Unfortunately, her cheeks were swollen and tall. The world became narrow in the slits of swollen eyes: "Hate me as much as you want. I just like others hate me. The more you hate, the happier I am and the happier I am. Remember, no one can take you away from me, no one can save a slave from my Yan Tianqing, never, remember this. If you dare to escape, I will let you bear the pain that you will never forget in your life." Yan Tianqing smiled wildly, swearing his sovereignty over Ruoxue and his own success.

Ruoxue was completely trapped in the darkness, and there was nothing else except for the arrival of a miracle. But she knew clearly that not to mention the six black-robed guests around Yan Tianqing, Yan Tianqing alone was not something that ordinary people could deal with. Apart from the head sect and Uncle Yun, I was afraid that anyone who came to save her would die. Who would be so stupid that she would die for herself? She was so stupid and so easy to be used, and who really cared about herself?

"Young Master, it's getting late, it's time to withdraw." The black-robed guest beside him spoke to remind him.

"Let's go."

Yan Tianqing pushed Ruoxue to the person behind him, and took the lead and walked straight down the mountain. Before he had taken two steps, a rustling sound came from the woods ahead. The sound appeared in such a dark night, at such a critical moment, so that everyone showed nervous expressions, tense and secretly alert. After a long time, he saw a thin figure walking out of the weeds. This man was probably hiding behind the trunk of a thick pine tree, wearing a green Taoist robe, holding a fancy fairy sword in his hand. Standing under the moonlight, it seemed nothing special, but his tone was particularly firm: "Leave Ruoxue, the sword can be taken away."

"Shen... Brother Shen Fei!"

Hope comes to earth.

...

Shen Fei was born on August 13, 13th year of Kaihuang. He came to the world as the prince of Rakshasa. At that time, he was still young and didn't remember much. Most of the faces he vaguely remembered were women. At that time, Shen Fei was carefree and lived happily every day without any worries. Until he was five years old, everything changed completely, just like the flames of the sky destroyed everything in Fan Village. In that year, blood and fire were intertwined, and the holy city of Rakshasa was ruthlessly breached, and the glorious palace turned into ruins. The battle to destroy the country was also a battle to destroy the clan, and countless people died. Shen Fei vaguely remembered that someone stretched out his hand in the collapsed ruins, and Shen Fei grabbed it, so he was rescued.

In the next eight years, his life changed drastically. On the one hand, he had to learn medical skills and find medicine for the medicine man; on the other hand, he had to make ends meet and ensure that the medicine man, the big yellow dog, had food to eat. He lived a very tired life every day. He developed a superb medical skill and his personality changed to adapt to the environment. He was slick, and he could tolerate if he could tolerate it. When he couldn't, he exploded violently, so that the other party knew his strength. Shen Fei relied on these and walked in the world. While changing medicine every day and trying new prescriptions, he filled his mouth three times. Most of the time, Shen Fei didn't like to look directly at the other party because

The contact of eyes can easily cause trouble for himself. He has a leopard-like look. Anyone who looks at him will feel afraid, but after all, he is a child, and adults will fight back with their fists without being outdone. Shen Fei also doesn't like to watch the fun, because of it, he doesn't want to cause trouble. His time is really unpaid, and because of this, he leaves the impression of being withdrawn on the villagers. Shen Fei doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, because countless practices have proved that good people often have no good rewards. If they care about things they shouldn't care about, most of the things they get are not praise, but disgust.

Yan Tianqing's strength was undoubtedly revealed when he was fighting against the Six Peaks. In addition, the six masters around him were afraid that the head sect and Uncle Yun would have to consider whether they could fight alone when they saw this lineup. Chen Fei had no time to consider because when he arrived, Nalan Ruoxue was about to be taken away, and he could not let such a thing happen, so he did not hesitate and never liked to cause trouble. Chen Fei had to get into trouble for Nalan Ruoxue. Is this also a willful arrangement?

Chen Fei stood in the wind, his clothes dancing with the wind, his black hair soared into the sky, holding a sword in one hand, and his eyes were bright under his two sword eyebrows, like two bright lamps illuminating the night. He stood in front of the road, with the determination to gamble and the courage to die. The people in the Demon Cult are cruel and ruthless, and their skills are mysterious and powerful. If they were not forced to fight with them, Chen Fei, who had always been slick, didn't want to, but Yan Tianqing was holding Nalan Ruoxue in his hand. For that person, he must stand up bravely even if he was afraid of causing trouble. Because he heard that he heard Ruoxue begging for help, he saw the scars on Ruoxue's face, and he couldn't bear to be taken away by such a pure girl by a bad person. He thought to himself that the person who was injured Ruoxue would not die well.

Actually, he himself didn't know whether Chen Fei loved Ruoxue. However, when he saw Yan Tianqing beat Ruoxue and torture Ruoxue, his extremely angry heart was the kind of anger that was trampled on by someone. Therefore, when Chen Fei stood up, he was angry. If Ruoxue dared to hurt me, I told you not to die a bad death.

"Ruoxue put down, you can take the sword away."

Chen Fei warned indifferently in the cold wind, which looked funny, after all, there were many enemies and we were few, and the strength was very different. However, the people of the Demon Sect were extremely alert. They were wary of Chen Fei's funny actions. They surrounded him in fan shape, for fear that there would be top masters hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to start.

After confirming that there was no one, the man in black reported to their young master. After Yan Tian listened, he narrowed his eyebrows and showed a fierce smile.

"Chen Fei, I thought you were a smart person, with the same goal and vision as me, but I didn't expect you to do such a stupid move for the long love of your children. This woman has been ruined by me. What can you do if you take her back?" Yan Tianqing took a step forward with the black sword in his hand. He could have ignored Chen Fei and flew away directly, but incredible that Chen Fei's body revealed a strong murderous intent, covering him and sealing all the angles of departure, so that Yan Tianqing had to take a step forward and use the frontal aura to break through Chen Fei's murderous intent.

He could see that when he said the three words "I'm playing bad", Chen Fei's pupils suddenly tightened, and he seemed to have a great feeling for Nalan Ruoxue.

He immediately laughed: "Don't get it wrong. This woman took the initiative to come to me. She is born a wasteful slut. What's the point of nostalgia for such a woman?"

Yan Tianqing waved his hand, and the man in black behind him brought Nalan Ruoxue over. He pinched Ruoxue's chin and looked around, and said disdainfully: "The word "sincere" is written on his face, idiot woman."

Nalan Ruoxue was happy when he saw Chen Fei at first, and then nervous. Now, he felt a little worried. She didn't want Chen Fei to take risks alone and save her life for the useless self. So he said, "Brother Chen, please leave quickly. This is a matter between me and Yan Tianqing, it has nothing to do with you. You leave quickly, Brother Chen Fei." Facing the person he really likes, Nalan Ruoxue actually became strong, stubbornly ridiculed him, and wanted to ridicule him.

The change made the keen Yan Tianqing feel it, and the smile on his lips became even more intense, and he thought to himself: It turns out that they were still in love, so why did Nalan Ruoxue save him? The eyes of the eccentric at the beginning were not fake.

He was puzzled and at the same time he was curious about what kind of relationship the two of them had.

Chen Fei frowned slightly, and after a while, he wanted to speak but stopped, and finally turned into a sentence: "Leave her, the sword can be taken away."

After being amused by him, Yan Tianqing laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, and his whole body was shaking. He pinched Ruoxue's chin and looked around, and said disgusted: "What's the best woman like this?"

Chen Fei still responded to him the same sentence: "Leave people behind, and the sword can be taken away."

"You want a hero to save the beauty?" Yan Tianqing looked over with a cunning look. "She doesn't care why you still want to do this?"

"Let the person down." Chen Fei said again.

"You know, for me now, it would be easy to break this little beauty's neck." Yan Tianqing said.

"You'll regret doing that."

"Are you threatening me?"

"So what."

"You can't see the power contrast between me and me clearly. Don't you think you are ignorant?"

"I must do what I want to do, even if I die, what's the fear of death!"

Even if you die, what’s the fear?

Nalan Ruoxue suddenly raised his head, broke free from Yan Tianqing's disgusting right hand, and looked at Chen Fei. His swollen eyebrows and eyes were staring at Chen Fei without blinking, and his heart was pounding. It turned out that Brother Chen Fei was willing to die for himself. It turned out that he was not alone, but the person who liked him the most had been silently guarding his side.

She cried, and the tears that she thought she had dried up were pouring out again. It turned out that she had misunderstood Brother Chen, and it turned out that she had misunderstood him. She was so stupid. In order to make him regret looking for Yan Tianqing, the big devil, and I really couldn't extricate myself, I realized that Brother Chen Fei's true intention was so stupid. Brother Chen Fei, I was so stupid.
Chapter completed!