Tang Zheng holds Ye Meiyu's hand and freezes. He stares straight at the man coming out, and cries out, "Ding Dong."

Ye Dingdang's face was calm, just like the lake without any ripples. He said coldly, "let her go."

Tang Zheng looses his hand, and ye Meiyu regains his freedom, but his anger is even stronger. A word from ye Dingdang can make Tang Zheng only follow his life, but he dares to do it to her, which immediately shows the gap.

"Ye Dingdang, you collude with outsiders to come to Ye's house and behave wildly. I'll fight with you!"

Then he sprang to Ye Jingdong.

Ye Dingdang didn't expect Ye Meiyu to be so unreasonable and dare to do it. But even if she is much better than ye Meiyu, it won't help.

That long fingernail will definitely cut the skin that can be broken by blowing the leaves Jingdong, and may even leave scars and disfigurement.

"Bold!" Tang Zheng's response was so quick that he stopped Ye Meiyu in a flash.

Poof!

Ye Meiyu's fingernails scratched on Tang Zheng's neck, a long trace, but did not cut the skin, but ye Meiyu's fingernails snapped and broke.

"Ah!"

Ye Meiyu screamed bitterly, holding her hand and retreating in a hurry. She looked at Tang Zheng in surprise. She clearly got it. Why didn't the other party get hurt at all?

It's impossible!

She didn't know that Tang Zheng had cultivated the chaos Vajra formula. Let alone his nails. As long as he had used his skills, ordinary swordsmen would not hurt him.

"You..." When ye Dingdang saw that he stood up to protect himself, he couldn't help but look at his neck. He was afraid that he might lose something, but he saw it was OK. He swallowed the words of concern to his mouth.

Tang Zheng turns around and looks at ye Dingdang cautiously. His eyes are facing each other and he can feel each other's breath.

Ye Dingdang quickly lowered his head and said calmly, "go on, what's the point of making trouble here? It's a joke for everyone else. "

"Jingdong, listen to me. Princess Anne and I have nothing to do with each other. It's not what you think." Tang Zheng seized the opportunity and explained it face to face.

Ye Dingdang, with a calm face, said, "what is the relationship between you and her, and what is it with me? You don't have to explain it to me. "

"Dingdang, I know you are still angry with me. I have an important thing to leave this time, so I left without saying goodbye. It's really a necessity. I also know that you are ill after I left. It's all my fault. When you are most vulnerable, I didn't accompany you. I will spend more time with you later."

Ye Dingdang's eyes fluctuated a little, but there was still no change on his face. "I don't want to hear this. It's useless for you to say this to me, and I don't need your company. You have so many women, you can go with them as much as you like."

Tang Zheng finally knows the crux. She is angry not only with Princess Anne, but with his confused relationship with other women. But now, he has no way to abandon other women.

He can't do it. It's not his playfulness, it's his responsibility as a man.

He made a promise to them, and he would keep it for his whole life, even if there were many difficulties and obstacles in it, he would have no obstacles.

This is a dead end. Ye dingdong needs it. He can't give it.

A complete Tang Zheng, a complete Tang Zheng only belongs to ye Dingdang.

Looking at her expressionless face, Tang Zheng is very sad. Even if he has the ability to connect with the world, the situation can't be solved.

Tang Zheng is not a bully. On the contrary, he can take care of the feelings of others, especially women.

He and ye Dingdang must have feelings. They have experienced so much together, and their feelings are not shallow.

But for various reasons, he can't reach Ye dingdong's expectation, or Ye dingdong has a habit of cleanliness in the matter of emotion, and she doesn't allow her man to be owned by other women again. She needs a complete man.

Tang Zheng has a deep sense of frustration. Even though he has experienced many difficulties before and wandered on the edge of life and death, he has never been so depressed.

Looking at ye Dingdang's eyes crazily, Tang Zheng asked, "can't you really forgive this?"

Ye Dingdang heard the strange emotion in his voice, raised his head and looked at each other. Ye Dingdang felt a pain in his heart, but he asked aloud: "how can I forgive you? Do you watch you go to hang out with other women? Do you want to sleep with other women? I can't do it! Maybe I thought I could do it before, but later I found that I couldn't. My feelings cannot be defiled! "

"My feelings for you are true." Tang Zheng added.

"But it has been divided into several parts. I need a complete one. Can you give it to me?" Ye Dingdang seems to have let go too, and expressed his heart completely.

Tang Zheng is speechless.

He can't give the whole, it's a dead end.

Ye Dingdang looked at him jokingly and said, "I have nothing to say? In this case, I don't like things that don't work out. ""Are you serious?" Tang Zheng asked unwillingly.

Ye Dingdang raised his head high and said, "when did I not take ye Dingdang seriously?"

Yes!

At the beginning, when she was with Tang Zheng, she was very serious.

Of course, now it's time to separate. She's serious, too.

Although there were a thousand voices in her heart telling her not to do so, she finally insisted.

This is Ye dingdong. If she compromises, it's not ye dingdong.

"Well, since you insist so much, I can't help it." Tang Zheng has compromised. Although he is extremely unwilling, this is an unsolved equation. He has to spare no effort and no solution. Because he can't give up other women.

"Jingdang, this is a sword I specially selected for you. It's for you as the last gift. I will not be by your side in the future. This wind sword will protect you for me. " Tang Zheng took out the Qingfeng sword, which was originally selected for ye Dingdang in Langya Pavilion, because it was very consistent with the wind seeking sword technique.

Ye Dingdang looked at the breeze sword, shook his head and said, "I don't need it!"

Tang Zheng is undoubted. She put it into her hands. Her hands are cool and warm. Her skin is so touching that he can't touch it after that.

He reluctantly released his hand.

Ye Dingdang looks at the breeze sword in her hand and Tang Zheng's persistent eyes. Her heart softens and she says, "OK, I accept this gift from you, thank you!"

Tang Zheng's mouth twitches for a moment, barely squeezing out a smile, but his smile is worse than crying, and it's also bitter and thousands of times, saying: "then take care of yourself."

"You too!" Ye Dingdang looked at him cautiously, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in his mind. He was afraid that he would forget it later.

They know each other very well that they can't be friends after breaking up like ordinary lovers. They can't be friends because their relationship is too deep.

Deep in love, if we can't have each other, of course, we can't make friends with each other.

That's cruel. It's too painful.

"I'm gone." Tang Zheng took a deep breath and tried his best to say the three words.

Ye Dingdang nodded.

Tang Zheng turns around, his legs are filled with lead, his breath is heavy, as if he can't breathe. However, he doesn't turn back, and walks out of the Ye family gate in countless eyes.

Other people can feel the strong feelings between the two people. Sometimes things just can't be satisfactory.

Only one person was so happy that ye Meiyu almost jumped up and laughed three times.

The relationship between ye Dingdang and Tang Zheng has always been valued by Ye Xuanji, and ye Meiyu is dwarfed by them. But now the two men are separated, and ye Dingdang's advantages are gone.

When ye Dingdang is sad, ye Meiyu is happy, and very happy.

Looking at the sword of Qingfeng in her hand, ye Meiyu said mercilessly: "what's the beauty of a broken sword? As scrap iron, no one wants it. "

Ye Dingdang's face suddenly changed, Shua, the sword went out of its sheath, and the sword rose to the sky. The sharp point of the sword reached Ye Meiyu's throat, and then moved forward inch by inch, it could pierce her throat.

Ye Meiyu is like being used to fix his body. He quickly raises his hands and exclaims loudly, "Ye dingdong, what are you doing?"

"If you insult this sword or Tang Zheng, I will kill you with this sword!" Said Ye Dingdang in a murderous voice.

Ye Meiyu shivered all over, and saw a strong murderous spirit in ye Dingdang's eyes. If she dared to speak badly again, she had no doubt that ye Dingdang would kill her.

"I dare not, dare not!" Ye Meiyu hurriedly begged for mercy.

Hum!

Ye Dingdang snorted coldly, and was about to put away the breeze sword. A figure came to her, and his fingers brushed the body of the sword. He said, "good sword, good sword, rare sword!"

This ghost like person is ye Xuanji, the master of the Ye family.

Ye Meiyu's face is blushing. She just said that the sword is scrap iron, but now it's praised as a sword by the owner of the family. What's not face fighting?

However, no one cares about ye Meiyu's embarrassment. Ye Tianlei and Feng siniang also come here. Feng siniang's eyes are moist and she looks at her daughter with a heart like a knife. However, their eyes are finally attracted by the Qingfeng sword. They can't help but have a bright eye. Neither of them use military blades, but their eyesight is still strong.

This Qingfeng sword is definitely the best sword they have ever seen. There is no one.

"It's too expensive." Ye Tianlei exclaimed.

"Jingdong, may I have a look?" Ye Xuanji asked for advice.

Ye dingdong nods.

Ye Xuanji takes the sword of Qingfeng, and his face changes greatly. The sword of Qingfeng is light as if it is the same as air. He has never heard of this kind of sword. At that time, he knows that he just underestimated the value of this sword.

This is not a common sword, but a peerless sword. It's a magic weapon that countless martial artists dream of.[author's aside]: without wind and rain, how can we see rainbow! Only through the wind and rain of the feelings will be more precious, more solid. Twists and turns are temporary. Tinkle will perform her more brilliant.