When he saw the man taking Lin Feiwan away, his pupils suddenly tightened, and the bow and arrow he had prepared slowly pointed towards their backs!
The string was slowly pulled open, and the arrow was stretched tightly. As soon as he let go, he would be killed on the spot, because his arrow was coated with the most severe poison.
Now he would risk his life for her, not to mention killing someone, and she was an enemy that he wanted to kill with a thousand knives!
Just when the arrow was about to leave the string, he suddenly deflected the arrow!
It's not that I can't bear to kill him, but I'm afraid of hurting her
Every word she just said to Old Wolf felt like the tip of a knife, cutting into his heart little by little.
On her deathbed, she did everything possible to think about her enemy and hope that he could survive, but she didn't leave a single word to her former lover.
She lost her memory. He didn't blame her, but why did she lose her memory again and again? Where did the memory that she had just recovered those days go?
Why is it that every time things turn around, all he gets is despair?
Why?! Why?! Why?!
God is not fair to him at all, not fair! No, he wants to fight, he wants to take back what belongs to him!!!
He had thought before that perhaps deep affection and memories could move her, but suddenly he realized that he was completely wrong. Even if he helped her get her memory back, as long as she was by Xiao Che's side for a day, she would never be able to put the past behind her.
Thinking about it thoroughly
Xiao Che is such a cunning person, he will definitely try his best to keep her
If deep affection cannot exchange for his love, then only death can completely break it off!
"Aren't you still giving up now?"
A soft voice suddenly came from behind, and the owner of the arrow turned his head alertly, picked up the arrow in his hand, and pointed it at the visitor.
After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, the bow and arrow slowly opened and lowered
"Who are you? What are you doing here?!"
Watching him approach step by step, he unconsciously lifted the arrow in his hand, but in the end he did not pick it up again.
"You know very well who I am, and I know very well who you are! If you forget, I might as well tell you again so that I can tell you. I am a flower tree demon, so should I tell you who you are now, or should you tell yourself your family name?
"
The flower tree demon appeared in front of him dressed in white. His expression was the same as before, without any change.