Chapter 1711: Ending: Each has his own picture (6)
He has been pampered since he was a child.
The body that is raised naturally is proud and the meat is expensive.
In the beginning, he led a large army to fight, and the tent camp he lived in was also extremely luxurious.
He didn't know what he was doing following Ye Huang as he ran around desperately.[
He wanted to find the book as soon as possible and rescue Mu Yanli.
He just wanted to see what treasures there were in that place...
Even if you go a little later, it doesn't matter.
After all...he still couldn't remain indifferent.
For that woman...
It turned out that he still couldn't let go.
If he was running so desperately, if he wasn't worried about her, then why?
The corners of his lips lifted up a little, revealing a sarcastic smile.
He sighed secretly in his heart, after all, he could not escape this word of love.
However, no matter what he, Duan Hengyu, would never be like Ye Huang...
Infatuated with love, crazy with love, giving up everything for love...
Mingcui Villa is halfway up the mountain.
There are also people guarding the mountain.
Not long after the two of them went up the mountain, someone stopped them.
Yehuang smiled coldly and said nothing. He waved his sleeves and fell down just looking at the two people.
Upon seeing this, the other guards stepped forward and surrounded the two men.
Just treat them as trespassers with malicious intentions.
No wonder these people think so...
At this moment, whether it is Duan Hengyu or Ye Huang...[
The image of the two of them is really a bit...
"Who is this person? Why did you break into our Mingcui Villa..."
These two people were really courageous to break into Mingcui Villa's territory so openly and arrogantly.
Although Mingcui Villa is not as well-known and respected as it used to be, no one dares to intrude like this...
These two people...
It looks dusty and poorly described, and it doesn't look like it came with good intentions.
Ye Huang was too lazy to talk nonsense to them. He waved his sleeves and saw several lotus flowers blooming in his hands. The lotus flowers flew out of his hands and hit the guards surrounding the two...
A group of people fell down one after another...
Duan Hengyu stood beside him, with a slight smile on his lips, and chuckled, "It's really a wonderful martial arts, both beautiful and practical..."
Yehuang turned around and looked at him coldly, with no emotion in his dark eyes.
After looking at him, he turned around again and left.
Duan Hengyu smiled slightly, stood there for a while, and followed him.