He heard it, heard her voice, he felt it, felt that she cared about her, would he die?

There is great fear between life and death. Anyone who longs to live will be afraid when facing death. Feng Qingyang was frightened because he didn't want to kill Yang Le, but he went crazy and came to him to die. What's more, because he came up to him, he didn't want to kill Yang Le.

Yang Le swung a sword, a sword that made him feel fear. He knew that his sword was faster than Yang Le, and Yang Le would be pierced through the heart by him, because when he swung the sword, his sword

It has been pointed at his chest, but he will also be killed by Yang Letong's fatal sword.

"Bah!" Feng Qingyang dodged and avoided the sword. Yang Le's sword only cut off his white beard but did not cut his throat. But Feng Qingyang's sword stabbed Yang Le.

Even in the flash of lightning, he sheathed his sword and retreated in order not to kill Yang Le or be killed by Yang Le, but before he sheathed his sword, he stabbed Yang Le in the chest.

"Poof!" Yang Le covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yang Lianting!" Dongfang girl moved. She knew that this sword would kill Yang Le as early as when he attacked him, so when she spoke, she rushed towards him, but she was still too late.

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Looking at Yang Le, who had nothing but white paper in front of her eyes and vomiting blood at the mouth, her heart suddenly felt like a knife and she was in a state of confusion. When she looked up at Feng Qingyang, her eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent. She wanted to kill him, so

She made a move, but a hand caught her,

"No!" Yang Le grabbed her arm and said weakly.

"Yang Lianting, why did you do this? Why did you want to die?" Facing the angry Yang Le, the Oriental girl's eyes suddenly became panicked and she asked eagerly.

Hearing this, Yang Le, whose face was pale and the corners of his mouth were full of blood, smiled happily and said: "I want to know if you care about me. Now, I know." After saying that, he spit out another mouthful of blood,

His whole body collapsed on top of her.

"Stop talking, I'll give you real energy!" His words and his weak breath made the Eastern girl feel a pain in her heart, and she said in a panic.

Looking at her eyes, Yang Le asked in a weak voice, but extremely seriously: "This time, not for this face? But for me?"

Hearing this, the Dongfang girl was startled. She turned to look at Linghu Chong, then looked back at Yang Le, and said firmly: "For you!"

For you! These three words made Yang Le smile again and said, "I have something to tell you." Then he took out an old water bag from his arms.

Looking at the water bag he left behind back then, even though it was so worn out, he still carried it with him. The Eastern girl suddenly felt sweet in her heart, but when she saw his face as pale as paper, she said eagerly: "Stop talking, I don't care."

You know, let me help you lose your true energy first."

"You know?" Yang Le said in a surprised voice, then curled up the corner of his mouth and said in surprise: "Ah! I took it by mistake!" Then he reached into his arms and took out a weird thing, something he fiddled with when he was playing with sex.

--- Ninja forehead protector.

"This thing helped me block the sword. It didn't hit my heart. It just pierced the flesh. I can't die! Well, you smell so good! What brand of perfume is it?" Yang Le put up the sign and smiled,

He sniffed the Oriental girl and said in his usual lazy tone. He thought to himself: "It's better to hide it on the chest. Wearing it on the head is too idiotic."

Hearing this, Girl Dongfang trembled all over. She, Dongfang Bubai, was defeated again. She was defeated by this bastard again, and she was immediately angry!

"Don't hit me. My heart was shocked by the old man's sword. If you hit me again, I will really die!" Yang Le collapsed on her body. He felt her emotions and smiled mischievously.

He said, raised his head again, waved the forehead protector in his hand, and said lazily to Feng Qingyang, whose beard was shaved off by him: "Idiot, are you so blind?"

He is a human being, and he will die, but he is Yang Le, and he will not choose such an idiotic way to die. Those who think that he will die like this are idiots.

Feng Qingyang touched his beard, which had a large section cut off. He had been using his sword for many years, but he never thought that he would fall into the hands of a young man today. After hearing Yang Le's words, even he, who had cultivated his mind and character for many years, was stunned.

I couldn't help but feel angry. But when I saw the smile on Yang Le's face, which was as pale as paper and covered with blood, I just felt that he was like a child who had snatched his beloved candy. He couldn't help but laugh at himself and said to himself: "

This person is also a sincere child. If half of his body is buried in the ground, why should he care about a child?"

Seeing Feng Qingyang's forced smile, Yang Le also smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "But you were too harsh and almost killed me."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang immediately glared and said, "You rushed over here without your own life, you lunatic."

"Are you crazy? I dare to do anything for her!" Yang Le raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said firmly, but his eyes were looking at the Oriental girl teasingly, and his hands were dishonestly wrapped around her waist.

Hearing such Hong Guoguo's words, the Oriental girl felt happy, but when she saw those teasing eyes and the hand on her waist, she suddenly felt angry because he had tricked her. Seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth

Although there were blood stains, he couldn't bear to give him a slap, but his eyes lit up instantly.

I saw the Oriental girl firmly grasping the hand on her waist, smiling sweetly, and calling charmingly: "Brother Lian."

"Hiss!" The sound of "Brother Lian" seemed to sprinkle a pinch of salt on the wound on his chest. Yang Le almost lost his mind because he remembered that the last time she called him like this, she shot two poisonous snakes at him.

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"No! You wouldn't treat me cruelly at such a beautiful moment!" Yang Le cried sadly. He wanted to run away, but her hand grabbed him tightly.

The Oriental girl tightened her grip even more, and the smile on her face became even bigger. She moved her face close to him "affectionately" and whispered softly: "What do you think?"

"Fight!" Yang Le shouted in his heart.

I saw Yang Le's heart suddenly moved, and he moved his lips towards the oriental girl. The four red lips were pressed together, and he kissed her forcefully again.

This kiss directly caused her to lose her mind, stop thinking, and instantly fell into a state of dementia.

"Whoa!" Yang Le, who had had enough tofu, took advantage of her mind to lose control, broke away from his jade arm, and fled directly behind Feng Qingyang.

"Yang Lianting!!"
Chapter completed!