Holding a big knife, Yu Qingyu closed his eyes and took a breath, licking his lips, "Sure enough, I still miss this taste!"
Li Hanyun looked at Yu Qingyu, who seemed to have changed into a different person beside him, and his heart beat wildly. Qingyu like this was so dangerous, but why couldn't he control his heartbeat? Could it be that he liked blood more in his bones
San Mie was a little surprised, didn't expect the Marshal's wife to be so tough
Silently light the wax for the Marshal!
When the dozen or so men saw the battle, they were all taken aback. They had seen murder before, but it was rare for them to strike so fast and cut people into more than a dozen pieces.
A few men ran away when they saw this situation, and in an instant, there were only three or five scattered people left on the spot.
Several people looked at each other and raised their hands to shoot.
San Mie didn't have a weapon in his hand, but he wanted to use his physical strength to crush his opponent, but Li Hanyun grabbed the hem of his clothes.
"If Qingyu likes it, let him play."
San Mie: "..." You are no longer the marshal I know, I refuse this dog food.
After a while, Yu Qingyu licked the blood on his lips, tilted his head and looked at Li Hanyun with a weird smile.
Yu Qingyu looked at Li Hanyun's steady steps, walking towards him step by step as if stepping on his heart, and moved his fingers unconsciously.
Don't come here again!
I will kill you!
Yu Qingyu slowly raised the big knife in his hand, staring at him dangerously.
Li Hanyun was expressionless, but there seemed to be a vortex in his eyes that led Yuqing to sink continuously, sinking...
"噗嗤" the sound of the sword piercing the flesh sounded, and the weight in Yu Qingyu's hand changed. Seeing Li Hanyun strung on his sword, his eyes gradually returned to calm.
"Big ice cube, don't move! Don't move!" Yu Qingyu panicked.
"Three destroyers! Three destroyers!"
"Madam Marshal, I am here."
"Hold the knife quickly, don't shake your hands, don't shake even once!"
San Mie took the handle of the knife carefully, and Yuqing immediately let go of his hand and ran to Li Hanyun's side, "How are you?" He stretched out his hand but didn't know what to do
Suddenly he took out several porcelain bottles and was about to pour them into Li Hanyun's mouth.
"Qingyu, he didn't hurt his vitals, he can't die, one is enough." The voice of the system sounded in his mind.
"Oh, I see." Yu Qingyu handed the medicine to Li Hanyun's mouth, and looked at him with burning eyes.
Li Hanyun's face was pale, he opened his mouth to eat the elixir, big beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, "Qingyu, I'm fine, you... are you okay
Yu Qingyu's eyes were flushed, and he nodded with a smile, "I'm fine, better than I've ever been before."
"Well, that's good." Li Hanyun said softly, eyes slightly closed.
Seeing his expression, Yu Qingyu quickly pulled the knife out of his chest.
The blood drew a beautiful arc in the air, splashing his head and face.
Li Hanyun let out a muffled snort, and the next moment a strong arm wrapped him in his arms.
Blood with a fishy smell was sprayed on Yu Qingyu's face, but at this moment he only had Li Hanyun in his heart.
Blood... sorry, immune.
If you have a bad memory, when another, worse scene comes up, do you remember those scenes that were just so good for now
Li Hanyun reached out to cover Yu Qingyu's hand on his chest, "Qingyu, you have always been the strong and optimistic Qingyu in my memory, right?"
A drop of Yu Qingyu's tear fell on his face uncontrollably, blood stained it, "Yes, I am." There was an uncontrollable sadness in his voice.
(end of this chapter)