Didn't Che Yue tap his acupuncture points just now? It would take some time to open those acupuncture points, right? Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he pounced on him silently!
Cheyue was shocked. When she looked back, she saw Xiao Wen coming towards him with a sword. Their swords were all thrown outside. They thought they were safe just now, but they didn't expect that as soon as they relaxed, things suddenly changed!
They are too late!
Cheyue pulled Ting Qingyu back a few steps, but couldn't change her position. Ting Qingyu just wanted to block the sword for him, right?
Because she knows that if Che Yue, who is now seriously injured, takes another strike from the sword, she will definitely die![
Che Yue was so angry that she shouted loudly, "Xiao Wen! Do you want to die? Don't... don't hurt Yu'er! She is Yu'er, she is Ting Qingyu!"
However, Xiao Wen's eyes were red and he couldn't listen to any words for a long time. He rushed forward and raised his sword, intending to chop off Ting Qingyu's head. Suddenly he saw Ting Qingyu's eyes were filled with tears, and he felt something strong in his heart.
As soon as I hit it, my brain immediately started to tingle!
"ah!"
Xiao Wen yelled, his sword fell to the ground with a clang, he held his head and screamed like crazy.
He was like a madman, running right and left, as if he was escaping from something!
Cheyue pulled Ting Qingyu and quickly picked up the sword on one side. She panted and looked at Xiao Wen who was running around, guarding against his sudden attack.
Ting Qingyu also supported Cheyue, silently looking at Xiao Wen who was going crazy, thinking that he was the real Xiao Wen, because he couldn't do anything to Ting Qingyu, right?
Was he being manipulated or under a witchcraft?
Xiao Wen only felt that his mind was in a mess, countless pictures were passing by, but he couldn't see clearly, and his heart ached so much. These heart-wrenching pains made him squat down, secretly exerting his strength, trying to resist the pain.
But the pain was like a flash flood, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.
He is tired.
He needs to rest, forever.
Xiao Wen panted, raised his head, and looked at Ting Qingyu not far away. In a daze, he remembered the woman he once loved.
It’s not that I was still so tired of love... now.