A sturdy giant unparalleled off -road vehicle roared and roared on the road, deafening, and a strong engine echoed in the dark night.
Inside the car, Ye Junlang's calm face was also difficult to cover up the excitement.
Witch can wake up safely and soundly. This is really a big surprise for him. It is a great news.
He has always asked Tiange's people to ask the witch around, but it has always been fruitless.
So that a person is alone when he thinks of the witch, he always feels guilty, and he can't forget the scene where the witch fell in his arms at the time.
He really hates himself.
He couldn't forget, the witch looked at him, and let him call out the scene of her name.
This is an infatuated woman.
It is also a woman in Chicheng.
If the witch really encounters unexpected, Ye Junlang will really feel guilty in this life.
He also thought that he had to find the witch, and he had to save it at all ways. It would not work.
However, he did not expect that this time when he returned to Jianghai City, he learned that the witch was nothing and in Jianghai City.
This is indeed a big surprise!
Ye Junlang took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed continued to speed up. He went straight to Nanshan Mountain at the speed of the wind.
Nympho
Nanwangshan.
The night shrouded the towering south of the south, dark, and the huge darkness seemed to be dormant.
boom!
A roar of the car broke the calmness of the place. A sturdy off -road vehicle came from, and then the harsh brake sound sounded.
The door opened, Ye Junlang walked down. He looked up at Nanwangshan and slowly suppressed the emotions of his heart. He started to go up the mountain.
Ye Junlang urged the wording tactics, so he was very fast. He was also feeling some breath along the way to see if there were people around.
But when Ye Junlang came to the open space at the mountainside all the way, his whole person's body was stiff.
The gentle moonlight sprinkled, a wonderful man's figure was bathing in the moonlight.
The bright moonlight reflects her long purple hair, and a piece of Yurong like the snow reflects the snow is also glowing with the moonlight.
It is coveted, and a pair of eyes like the stars that gathers the stars turning around the eyes, with a three -point charm, as if they are full of smiles to hook people's hearts.
The eyebrows will compete for Liu and the noodles and the redness.
This is a very gorgeous woman, but also shows a touch of charm, tenderness, turbulent.
A pleated skirt could not hide her graceful figure, crispy breasts, semi -exposed, greasy as well, and full of semi -circular fullness.
The limbs can be called Yingying, and it outlines a very abundant full moon.
Witch!
It's really a witch!
The moment he saw this figure, Ye Junlang was sure that the witch is really undoubtedly.
She is really fine, she really wakes up!
Ye Junlang was really excited, but at this moment, when he thought about it and witch, he didn't know where to start.
Ye Junlang only walked forward, and in the quiet half mountainside, the slight footsteps sounded.
"who?"
The witch seemed to have returned to God, she turned her head suddenly, her eyes raised, and the pair of waves of her eyes turned to Ye Junlang.
What jumped into her eyes was a tough but masculine face. In her memory, she only felt that she had never seen this face, and she should feel strange.
But somehow, the witch has a sense of familiarity that cannot be said.
"Demon ... no, butterfly dance, you finally wake up!"
Ye Junlang looked at the witch, he laughed and said.
The witch's eyes turned, and a bright smile on her face, saying, "You are Ye Junlang."
"It's me."
Ye Junlang spoke, and felt that the witch's words were something wrong, like asking ... or determining her identity?
"Do you know, I have been in a coma for a long time? Do you know, I walked away from the ghost door and almost died?" The witch came over and asked.
"I know. At that time, you were unconscious, and you took you away. Afterwards, I was looking for your whereabouts." Ye Junlang said.
Sure enough, as the magic saints said, this despicable little man has been tracing my whereabouts ... The witch thought secretly, she snorted and said, "All of this is your harm right?
It's not you, I won't be seriously injured and coma; if it wasn't for you, I would not hang a line; if it wasn't for you, my master would not consume my life essence in order to let me renew his life! "
Ye Junlang's face was stunned, facing the witch's eyes, he was guilty and said, "Yes, I was hurting, the person who was seriously injured and even died on the spot should be me ..."
He even admitted? Yes, there is no one in this half of the mountain. Only I follow him, he directly admits why? Anyway, no one will hear it.
Even if I say it, no one will believe it. After all, I am the witch of the Magic Holy Land. Who would believe in me?
The witch's eyes flashed. She asked Ye Junlang just now, and she also wanted to hear what Ye Junlang said. After all, she was not sure if the Mo Shengzi said to her.
But at this moment, Ye Junlang all admitted that he was killed, which means that there is nothing wrong with the words of the Demon Son.
In fact, from the perspective of Ye Junlang's problem just now, what can he refute in addition to admitting?
At that time, the killing tricks of the bloody emperor were originally aimed at him. The witch came forward to block the fatal blow.
Therefore, the Witch said that Ye Junlang hurt him, and this was not wrong.
"Ye Junlang, I want you to pay your blood debt!"
laugh!
At that moment, there was a cold light, and the ice was cold.
In the eyes of Ye Junlang, a cold mang was reflected, which was a dagger that was held in his hands by the witch and stabbed directly towards his chest and abdomen.
The speed is fast, and the witch also permeates the breath of the great sanctuary.
With Ye Junlang's current strength, he can hide, or he does not need to hide, he can kill this dagger with one shot, and directly resolve the killing trick of this blow.
But Ye Junlang did not move, did not hide, or even urged the Qinglong gold body, and let the dagger pierce over.
laugh!
A tingling feeling came, Ye Junlang's body could feel that the cold knife was not in his body.
The blood was collapsed, and the clothes were stained with red chest.
Ye Junlang frowned, and his deep and warm eyes always looked at the witch.
Later, Ye Junlang stretched his right hand and held the witch's hand with a knife, just grabbed it, as if he didn't want to let go.