But Xuan Qing seemed to see what Yan Jun was thinking, and spoke first, preventing his next move.
"She doesn't need you to die for love."
Yan Jun raised her head suddenly, and she met a pair of soft and cold beautiful eyes. Xuan Qing's appearance was gentle, even the eyes were very soft, but once she lowered her eyes, the eyes would become sharp.
Xuan Qing looked into Yan Jun's eyes and said word by word: "She said herself that she doesn't want to see you again, and she is willing to never see you again. Yan Jun, what do you think, if we meet again on the road to hell, See, will she hate you even more?"
These words are extremely poignant.
This is Yan Jun's weakness, he is afraid that she will hate him.
Although I don't remember when I said this to Xuan Qing, Fu Yue who was floating next to him was still relieved.
She was afraid that what would happen if this stubborn person really committed suicide
Fortunately, it was stopped.
Yan Jun sat down on the ground with bewildered eyes, opened and closed her thin lips, and muttered to herself: "She hates me, she doesn't want to see me anymore... she doesn't even want to see me again..."
what to do. My heart really hurts.
It hurt like hell.
Yan Jun's head was hanging down. Looking at it from this angle, his black hair was loose, against this beautiful and somewhat unreal face, it was even more stunning, pale and fragile.
He suddenly raised his head again, barely supporting himself to stand up, with a low and firm voice.
"I'm going to take her. I'm going to save her..." Whatever it takes.
It sounded like a kind of desperate madness.
Xuan Qing only thought that Yan Jun was crazy.
"impossible."
He flatly refused.
Yan Jun curled her eyelashes, "I'm not discussing with you, if you don't agree, I'll flatten your Southern Chu, kill all of you, and I will take her here."
Xuan Qing frowned to see Yan Jun, as expected.
The expression in Yan Jun's eyes was completely crazy. Although his face was relatively cold and normal except for a little paleness, the faint scarlet pupils still exposed the distortion in his eyes.
He is going crazy.
Yan Jun said to herself: "Those who can save her, those who can save her..."
Tianji Pavilion, old man Tianji.
Legend has it that he has a kind of elixir in his hand, which can revive the dead and cure bones.
Although I don't know if this legend is true or not, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Yan Jun doesn't want to give up.
Old Man Tianji is his master, if he begs him, there might be a chance to save her... Maybe he can.
Yan Jun's eyes faintly revealed some hope amidst the madness.
Xuan Qing naturally refused, but he couldn't use his original strength in the small world. This body is a weak scholar, how could he stop Yan Jun.
In the end, Xuanqing was knocked out.
And this body was firmly carried by Yan Jun, and carefully protected in his arms, he didn't seem to mind that there was a cold corpse in his arms.
I don't know how Yan Jun brought the person in his arms back to the Yan army's camp.
Fu Yue floated beside her the whole time, staring at Yan Jun, who was so nervous that she was going crazy, with slightly resentful eyes.
Fu Yue: *****
She swears.
Yan Jun didn't play cards according to common sense and disrupted her plans.
This sentence directly took away her body, and she pretended to die like a ghost
Sooner or later, this will become a real death, and she will be the real Apiao.
"..."
Fu Yue once again cursed a very dirty word in his heart.