"Le Zhengxi?"
When Hu Yandian saw Le Zhengxi, she subconsciously froze for a moment, then couldn't help but gave a wry smile.
If Brother Feng saw his savior being tortured like this by the blood-clothed people, he would definitely go crazy, right
"Alan, don't, don't let her die."
Hu Yandian had nothing to do with Le Zhengxi, but when he thought of what Feng Yanwang said to him last night, Hu Yandian subconsciously spoke up.
She is Brother Feng's savior, and also the person that Brother Feng likes.
Hu Yandian didn't want to make Feng Yanhuang feel sad.
"Master!"
Hearing Hu Yandian's words, Xia Beibei bit his lips. In fact, the heroine's life is hard, how could she die so easily!
But you, Aman...
You obviously have the cleanest and most transparent heart in the world, but fate just wants to dye your life in the color of cruelty and despair.
"Master, don't worry, with the hero Feng here, Miss Le will be fine."
Before Xia Beibei could finish his words, Feng Yanfan's voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the main hall—
"Miss Le!"
It really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here.
Feng Yanwang's figure suddenly appeared above the main hall, and his first sight was naturally Le Zhengxi who was thrown to the ground and was dying by Feng Jiutian.
Seeing Le Zhengxi with scars all over his body, Feng Yanwang's expression changed drastically.
"Hero Feng! You came at the right time, let's go together! We can definitely defeat Huyandian!"
Seeing Feng Yanwang's figure, those who were frightened by Huyandian once again acted like a tiger.
"Ah."
At this moment, Hu Yandian actually smiled coldly.
Her gaze was fixed on Feng Yanwang's face, and her tone was indifferent and proud like never before: "My life is here, Feng Yanwang, do you have the ability to take it?"
"Arrogance!"
Feng Yanxuan raised his sword, and the whole person rushed forward, and the two of them quickly fought together.
And the others took advantage of this opportunity to gather around Xia Beibei and Feng Jiutian.
"A group of gutless people, really noisy."
Xia Beibei looked at the crowd shouting at Zhenghuan, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Feng Jiutian beside her: "Would you mind killing all these flies for me?"
Feng Jiutian raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't answer Xia Beibei's words, he had silently drawn out his sword—
The final outcome does not require the witness of too many insignificant people.
…
After a while, the hall finally returned to silence.
The blood stained the bluestone red, making the world pale.
Le Zhengxi was still in a coma.
And Xia Beibei and Feng Jiutian stood together, looking at Feng Yanwang and Hu Yandian not far away, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds, and Hu Yandian had gradually begun to feel powerless.
Even, several times, she deliberately sold her flaws, but for some reason, Feng Yanwang didn't seize those opportunities.
Two people, one wants to die, the other is suspicious.
those eyes...
I don't know why, every time Feng Yanwang meets Huyandian's eyes, he always has a familiar illusion.
This led to repeated distractions of his own.
Finally, when Hu Yandian showed his flaws again, Feng Yanwang stabbed her vital part with a sword without hesitation.
Blood spread on the edge of his sword.
Hu Yandian looked at the man who was close at hand, and smiled involuntarily—
This is my home.
Aman felt very happy to be able to die under Brother Feng's sword.
In a trance, Hu Yandian remembered last night, the purse he made overnight by candlelight, and the face on the bed that fell asleep peacefully...
Brother Feng, Aman doesn't understand love, he doesn't understand love.
But Aman really likes you.
Whether you know it or not, whether you like it or not, Aman hopes to live in your heart forever...
The smile on the corners of her lips gradually spread, and Hu Yandian's beautiful eyes were gradually losing color. She seemed to see swallowtails flying all over the sky, her young self and A Lan, and her own mother, Also, Daddy...
Aman is so tired.
Aman misses you so much.
Aman, I really want to have a home.
"Aman?"
At this time, Feng Yanxuan suddenly yelled, it was the smile just now that shocked him—
No, not really.
Trembling, he dropped the long sword in his hand, wanting to bend down to uncover the mask on the man's face.
"Aman?"
At this time, Xia Beibei's indifferent voice suddenly sounded from behind Feng Yanwang: "The Aman that Hero Feng called just now, but the Aman girl who lived at the bottom of the mountain? What a pity, I saw her this morning." Wow, the guy who overestimated himself wants to seek revenge from the Blood Clothes Sect!"
"What did you say?"
Feng Yanwang hesitated when he heard Xia Beibei's words—
Yes, how could Aman be Huyandian.
This is absolutely impossible.
At that moment just now, it must have been an illusion caused by being in a trance and worrying too much about Aman.
"What did you do to Aman?"
Feng Yanwang turned around again and raised his sword, looking at Xia Beibei with cold eyes.
"How? She couldn't beat me, so she fell off the cliff, and she may have been smashed to pieces? Maybe the body was eaten by wild dogs!"
Xia Beibei smiled provocatively at Feng Yan.
Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Feng Yanxuan's eyes immediately turned red: "You're looking for death!"
He rushed over with a stride, pointing his sword at Xia Beibei's vitals.
Well done!
Xia Beibei didn't want to run away, Huyan died, and the Bloody Clothes Gate was destroyed. As Feng Yanwang and Le Zhengxi were both here, Xia Beibei's mission was successfully completed this time.
At the moment when the long sword pierced through his body, Xia Beibei's eyes were in a trance, and he saw the whole hall bursting into flames.
Feng Jiutian, you did a great job!
This was discussed by Xia Beibei and Feng Jiutian a long time ago.
She was responsible for attracting Feng Yanwang's attention, while Feng Jiutian took the opportunity to set fire—
Whether it's the Bloody Clothes Sect, or Huyandian, or Ye Lan, Feng Jiutian...
Everything will become the history of this martial arts.
The only ones who can get out of this sea of flames are Feng Yanxuan and Le Zhengxi.
Since then, there has been a story about Feng Jiutian and Ye Lan's life and death in the world.
From then on, no one knew the secret of Hu Yandian's identity...
Aman, you have chosen such an ending, I will definitely keep your secret for you as agreed.
That secret will be buried in the sea of fire with you, and will never be known by Feng Yan.
...
From pain to loss of consciousness, and then slowly wake up.
There was still a trace of tears in Xia Beibei's eyes.
"Welcome back, the task page is being reviewed and calculated."
The voice of 110 rang in Xia Beibei's mind, and Xia Beibei sat up hesitantly: "Xiao Yao, what happened to that world afterwards?"
"You want a continuation of the plot? I'll check."
110 was silent for a moment, and then her voice sounded again: "I found it. After the Bloody Clothes Sect was destroyed, people in the Jianghu did not believe the rumors that Feng Yanwang and Le Zhengxi were the secrets of the peerless world. They were chased and killed all the way. But it also became more and more powerful. In the end, Feng Yanwang became the veritable number one in the martial arts world. No one dared to chase them down, but Feng Yanwang and Le Zhengxi traveled all over the world all their lives, and finally retired to the Xueyimen back then. However, the two of them have never been married, because Feng Yan has been looking for the whereabouts of Miss Aman until his death... "
Feng Yanwang, what kind of feelings do you have for Aman
Is it worth it for her
I am afraid that all of this will have to wait until later, and let her ask you personally.
Xia Beibei's eyes shone like stars in the dark night—
Aman, one day I will have the ability to turn your life upside down.
Just wait for me.
Your fate... I will rewrite it for you with my own hands...