The wind blows away the remaining clouds, and the fallen leaves do not return to their roots.
The scene in front of He Dongye's eyes became blurry, and Liu Yan'er's figure seemed to be blurred.
"Yan'er." He was a rough and strong man, and he was as tender as water at this moment, and he shouted those two words deeply.
The iron man is also infatuated.
In the attic in the distance, Xiao Shanyan stood in front of the windowsill and watched the scene indifferently.
His eyes fell on Liu Yan'er.
Liu Yan'er is stubborn and domineering, arrogant and evil. Such a person makes him moved.
But there are too many impurities in adults' feelings.
A strong man will never let feelings become his weakness.
He could help Liu Yan'er and the people in Xilou to survive for a moment, and could also keep Liu Yan'er from dead when she betrayed.
The first step for a strong man is to kill his own feelings!
Xiao Shanyan was holding a glass of wine in his hand. He raised his head slightly and drank the strong wine. His eyes narrowed, and he was as secret as he was.
The disobedient cat should bury her with his own hands.
He doesn't need anyone, he becomes his weakness.
Even if he has weaknesses, he will break it with his own hands.
Xiao Shanyan could see that Liu Yan'er and Ye Qingge were the same type of people.
But, even though he knew it was a death, would Ye Qingge still come to the banquet alone?
He is looking forward to it.
He would return the shame of the martial arts training platform several times that day.
The blood flowed out of Ye Qingge's body was to wash away the humiliation.
Now, he is waiting for Ye Qingge's arrival.
Ruoye Qingge is a coward who dares not enter the tiger's den, but will save his life instead.
Xiao Shanyan looked down at the wine glass. The wine in the glass swayed and rippled, reflecting Xiao Shanyan's gloomy eyes.
At this moment, He Dongye's vitality gradually disappeared.
The pair of hammers smashed his abdomen.
His strong body fell in a pool of blood, and his body trembled with the cough. He tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see Liu Yan'er's figure clearly, but Liu Yan'er was gradually moving away with the waning moon knife. She was stubborn.
Stubborn and ostentatious.
Liu Yan'er looked back and He Dongye stretched out his hand to her.
He Dongye has a rough appearance and has nothing to do with his handsomeness, especially his dark beard, which in Qingge's words, looks like Zhang Fei during the Warring States Period.
He should have been arrogant and heroic, but when he looked at Liu Yan, he was indescribable gentleness.
I don’t want to have a beautiful scenery in the next life, but I just hope that I can accompany her to fight the world in the second life.
At the moment of death, He Dongye always remembered that when he asked Liu Yaner what kind of man he was happy about, Liu Yaner said that her man must not be silly.
At that time, He Dongye's eyes lit up. Isn't this what he is talking about?
He is so manly.
But Liu Yan'er's next sentence was like a basin of cold water pouring on her head, and He Dongye woke up instantly.
"Of course, in terms of appearance, not to mention that she is more handsome than Pan An, she should be as handsome as a picture, and deserves the word "handsome." Liu Yan'er sat on the windowsill, and the bright moon became her background, and her red clothes were in the night.
It is full of bright colors, and its slender and fair legs are covered with scarlet scars.
The bright moon above her head, facing the faint wind, and drinking the fire-like magic wine.
She turned to look at He Dongye, smiling charmingly, but her eyes were filled with coldness.
She said that it is impossible to look like you.
He Dongye smiled foolishly, grabbed his thick beard, and said with a smile, "Who is not good enough to be Mr. Liu, this is something I dare not think about."
Liu Yan'er smiled but said nothing.
She knew what He Dongye thought.
But her heart has never been a love between men and women. Her dream is at the other end of the battlefield, at the closest to the sky!
He Dongye knew very well that Liu Yan'er just didn't love him, and everything could be a reason to reject him.
If it is love, why don’t you hold hands with him and walk to the top of the clouds?
He Dongye was vomiting blood from his mouth.
Liu Yan'er panicked and rushed towards He Dongye and pounced on He Dongye.
Her most precious waning moon knife fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.
Liu Yan'er knelt on the ground and used his might to grab He Dongye's wrist, "He Dongye, have you stopped listening to Master Liu's words? No death! No! Did you hear it?"
"Yan'er, I'm a little sleepy." He Dongye's eyelids drooped as heavy as a thousand pounds, looking at the dazzling sunshine through the gap between his eyes.
After he learned that Liu Yan'er loved handsome men, he lost weight until he was exhausted. However, he not only did not lose weight, but also became fatter.
He Dongye was so sad that he was sad.
He shaved off his beloved beard and was so beautiful in front of the mirror for a long time. When he went to see Liu Yan'er, Liu Yan'er said that he looked like a big watermelon, was he still getting water in his mind?
For this reason, He Dongye was sad for a long time.
So, in the next life, you must have a good skin, don’t have a big beard or a body full of flesh.
To be that thin and handsome man, it is best to let Liu Yan'er take the bait by herself.
He Dongye's face was covered in blood, thinking happily.
Liu Yan'er's teeth bit her lower lip until she bit her lips and blood flowed through her lips. The smell of blood was swallowed into her belly.
Liu Yan'er's fingertips were chilling, her hands began to tremble, and even her whole body was trembling.
"He Dongye, you are not allowed to sleep." A few words came out of his sore throat with difficulty, full of sobs.
"Yan'er, I've had a dream." He Dongye said weakly.
The scenery in front of him was covered by other pictures.
Liu Yan'er gently stroked He Dongye's cheek, tried to endure tears, and her eyes were sore.
He Dongye said: "I seem to have seen it. In the next life, I am a handsome man, more beautiful than Xiao Shanyan. Yan'er is the type you like. There is no messy big beard, so it looks beautiful."
Liu Yan'er's eyes were terrible red, tears flowed out, and her whole face was full of.
The smell of tears and blood mixed into the mouth.
He Dongye lay in her arms, sleeping peacefully, with thick purple and black lips curled up a smile.
The moment He Dongye left, Liu Yan'er was very reluctant to leave and even wanted to replace him with her life.
He Dongye fell asleep, and Liu Yan'er shook him frantically.
"He Dongye, wake up, wake up."
No one responded.
She put the Canny Moon Knife on He Dongye's neck, "Wake up, otherwise I'll cut off your head."
He Dongye thought, if he saw the King of Hell, he would definitely ask the King of Hell to make him handsome.
If Liu Yan'er can be fascinated by the beard, he will be willing to give up his bearded man.
"He Dongye." Liu Yan'er hissed and wailed.
She held He Dongye and the Cangyue Knife fell to the ground again.
The Thunder Protector slashed Liu Yan'er's shoulder with a knife.
Liu Yan'er's eyes lost their focal length and were very empty.
She never thought that when He Dongye died, she would be so sad.
Yes, Ye Qingge brought her hope, and she firmly believed that Ye Qingge could break the current situation.
On this road, someone was destined to sacrifice, and she was also prepared to be wiped out.
When this day came, she seemed unacceptable.
Liu Yan'er's throat was so painful that she couldn't speak. (To be continued)