Chapter 452

He kept telling himself to be nice to Qingrao and not to think about other women, but he couldn't control it at all.

Moreover, he didn't look forward to his marriage with Qingrao, but he resisted.

This makes him more and more troubled, Qingqing is his dream, now, he will always have this dream, how can not happy?

He couldn't figure it out. He drank some wine and wanted to anesthetize himself. But when he was drunk, he wanted to see Yan Qingyang.

So he sneaked into Yan Qingyang's boudoir.

When he came in, Yan Qingyang was dreaming. She didn't know what she was dreaming about. She was smiling at the corner of her mouth. Later, she was worried and full of tears. Finally, she suddenly called out: "ah Yeh!"

This made him a little surprised. Is this swordsman infatuated with himself all the time?

At the thought of this, his mouth turned up and his heart was full of joy.

Yan Qingyang's eyes brightened when he saw burning night. He looked at himself happily and was full of wine. He was about to get up from the bed and said angrily: "Your Highness burning night, men and women are different. Don't you know? In the middle of the night, you sneak into the boudoir of your subordinates. Don't you think it's too much? "

Burning night one hand pressed and held her, slightly smile: "what male and female are different, don't you know the meaning of the sword servant in the demon palace?"

"What does that mean?" Yan Qingyang was stunned.

Burning night's body slowly forward, his face is very close to Yan Qingyang's face, just stopped, the corners of his mouth smile, softly said: "burning night Hall's female swordsman, in fact, are my women, you several swordsman female demons, I can accept any time... For example, now, I want to accept you!"

He stretched out his right hand and squeezed it gently on Yan Qingyang's cheek.

Yan Qingyang was very angry and said, "you are shameless!"

She pushed hard to burn the night and jumped out of bed.

Burning night, his eyes flashed, his eyes darkened, his long arm stretched out, and he held Yan Qingyang in his arms. In the future, he brought Yan Qingyang into his arms.

Yan Qingyang was shocked. The strength of burning night was amazing. She couldn't get rid of it at all. So she gritted her teeth and stepped back on her feet.

Burning night long expected, he will Yan Qingyang body a turn, let her face to himself, gently embrace, will her hoop in the arms.

Burning night, the mood is agitated.

Yes, it's this kind of breath, green breath, which makes him out of control every time.

He must see what happened to Ying Jiang. If she was sent by the burning heaven, he will break her up now.

Burning night tightly hoop Yan Qingyang, without hesitation will pull her clothes.

Yan Qingyang quickly stopped him and said in a loud voice, "burning night, are you worthy of Qingqing? You'll be married in three days. How can you do that! "

She thought that this time she could use this method to wake up burning night.

However, burning night just a Leng, and did not hesitate to continue to start.

Of course, he remembers Qingqing, and they will get married in three days. However, because of this, he is puzzled why he doesn't love Qingqing, why he is so unforgettable about this swordsman who only meets a few times, and why he always feels that this is the taste of Qingqing.

He doesn't want to manage, just want to confirm what, burning night recklessly free a hand, yanqingyang's right hand pulled down.

Yan Qingyang struggles to death. She is very anxious. As soon as she looks up, she sees her eyes burning in the night. Those eyes turn purple again, gorgeous and shining with crazy light.

Yan Qingyang was stunned and suddenly thought that the burning night was right in front of him. Moreover, he was drunk and unprepared.

Isn't this a good time to kill him?

Think of here, Yan Qingyang body a soft, Fu in front of burning night's chest, hand but cold light a flash.

Burning night to see Yan Qingyang no longer struggle, very satisfied, his arm released some, with his hand to open Yan Qingyang cheek broken hair, said: "this is good, let me see you..."

All of a sudden, he was stunned and his arm was slowly released.

Yan Qingyang took a step backward, looking at the night burning with shock, anger and step backward.

Burning night chest inserted a flying knife, flying knife Qi Gen inserted inside, leaving only a short handle, blood is slowly pouring out, dyed his skirt red.

Burning night covers his chest with both hands and stares at Yan Qingyang tightly. The anger in his eyes disappears and becomes unbelievable and sad.

"I just want to see if there is something behind your neck... I think you may be Qingqing. I must be crazy!" Burning night step by step back, eyes showing a trace of pain, murmured, "how can you be Qingqing, Qingqing will not kill me, Qingqing will not do this to me!"

Burning night covered his chest and retreated step by step until he reached the door. He still murmured: "you are not Qingqing, not..."

His eyes were black again. They were as black as obsidian. Now they were wet with a layer of water vapor.

"You are not Qingqing!" Burning night finally heavily said a word, turned to push open the door, left stumbling.

Seeing him leave, Yan Qingyang felt relieved and sat on the bed. Just now, it was a good time to kill burning night. She took out a flying knife and tried to insert it into burning night's chest to kill her. However, at the end, it seemed that she couldn't control her hand. Her Throwing Knife deviated... Yan Qingyang stretched out her right hand and looked at it carefully. She was a little confused. How could she possibly deviate? It was clear that her position was just right, Mingming burned the night unprepared, she can steadily and ruthlessly hit the point of burning the night, kill him and complete the task. However, she seems to have missed. Maybe she didn't miss it? I thought that shaking my hand was just a fantasy? So, burnt night died? Burning night is dead! At the thought of this, Yan Qingyang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his sadness surged up in bursts. Yan Qingyang covered her chest and frowned. She felt a little strange. Also, the dream, she now only remember a little half, but, but clearly remember, the girl in the dream is her childhood, the middle-aged man in the dream is Yan Wenshan's appearance, the boy in the dream looks like burning night... Yan Qingyang covers his head, cries irritably, and falls on the bed. Then she thought of burning night. Is burning night dead or not? Why was he very sad when he left just now, saying something in his mouth like "I thought you were Qingqing", "you can't be Qingqing" and so on. Yan Qingyang was in a confused state of mind, tossing and turning in bed. As soon as the day broke, she came out staring at two black circles under her eyes. She wandered to the main hall and saw several swordsmen talking about something“ Is mu Qiu really so powerful? "