The four people in front attacked Ye Ran in a flanking attack, trapping Ye Ran in the middle. The four of them were all people with advanced martial arts skills, and they surrounded Ye Ran with murderous intent.
Qian Yunli was hiding in the dark. The man called Ye Ran who looked very similar to Ye Ran was facing away from her. She couldn't see his face clearly, but his figure still made her heart pound.
bounce.
Ye Ran, is that you?
Have you also come to this world?
Are you here to find her?
Qian Yunli's mind was filled with random thoughts, and she couldn't stop thinking. She knew that there was no result between her and Ye Ran, and he would kill her with his own hands, but she couldn't control her heart.
She once had a passionate love with Yeran, and the love was heart-wrenching.
Ye Ran looked at the four people in front of him, and the smile on his lips rose crazily. His facial features were already handsome with a hint of coldness, but this smile could only charm all living beings.
He lazily smoothed a strand of hair from his forehead, "I didn't plan to kill anyone, but I just made this dress today. I like it very much. If there is blood on it, I can't have it."
Already."
He was wearing a black silk robe, with a soaring eagle embroidered with gold thread, which was very vivid. When he was running just now, he was like an eagle in flight.
As soon as he finished speaking, he had a sharp piece of software in his hand, which was pulled out from his waist and was as soft as a whip.
Qian Yunli's heart suddenly suffocated.
The weapon Yeran likes to use is a soft gold wire. The gold wire is very sharp. It can be sharper than a blade, but softer than silk thread.
The weapon of the person in front of her was very similar to the person in her memory.
The four people also held sharp swords in their hands. The four formed a formation and struck at the vital points of Yeran's body together.
Ye Ran responded calmly, his figure was floating in the air, and his face was also spinning, constantly appearing in Qian Yunli's mind.
Ye Ran, it’s him!
It's really him!
It’s really Ye Ran!
His face has been engraved in her heart and cannot be removed.
Night dye...
For a moment, tears welled up in her eyes. How much she wanted to hug that figure, but she couldn't.
He is Yeran, and he is not Yeran.
He has the same face as Yeran, the same smile, the same name...
However, Ye Ran in that world was breathtakingly beautiful. There was a blood mole between his eyebrows. That blood mole was the symbol of Ye Ran.
The person in front of her is not her Ye Ran.
Qian Yunli felt that her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she kept thinking about the suffocating scene at the wedding in her mind, as if another bullet had been hit in her chest.
The pain spread throughout the body.
Ye Ran...Ye Ran...Ye Ran...
"Go to hell! Yeran!"
Among the four killers, one of them stabbed Yeran's chest with his sword.
Qian Yunli's mind exploded. Memories are a hurtful thing. However, her eyes suddenly turned cold and the silver needle flew out of her hand.
With two swish sounds, the silver needle passed between the eyebrows of the two people and fell from the air, turning into ice-cold corpses.
Qian Yunli jumped off the wall, dragging her suffocating chest back.
Night dye...
She couldn't just watch him die in front of her, she just had feelings for that face.