Yan Zhengling fell on the ground, but once again he was stubborn. This time, he held him tightly, just like an octopus. Crying like a child.

"I beg you, don't leave me."

He felt his body was tightly entangled by her, suffocating so that he couldn't kick it.

He stretched out his hand and tried to hold her, but his mind could not control the face of old master Yan.

"Hanjue, you have made a big mistake. If this secret is known to the world, you will be doomed. I'm afraid you and your family's cats and dogs will not be able to get rid of the bloody tourmaline. "

"Let go of Zheng Ling, even if I beg you."

Han Jue suddenly lost control, pushed Yan Zhengling away and roared at her, "Yan Zhengling, do you want a face, OK?"

Yan Zhengling seemed to be frightened and looked at him with a pale face.

"Even if I beg you, let me go." The voice of the warlord was as low as the old master Yan of that day.

But there were big waves.

Yan Zhengling slowly got up, and now his hair was messy and his face was sad.

"Brother Baron, for the last time I ask you, are you really determined to break up with me?" Her body was like a willow in the wind, shaking violently.

But there is a trace of tenacity.

"Yes." Lord Zhan answered decisively.

Yan Zhengling saw the strong resistance to her in his eyes and felt his impatient rejection of her. Zheng Ling suddenly began to laugh, laughing bitterly, "it turned out that I was sentimental."

His heart suddenly contracted, and his whole blood would coagulate.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you again from now on." Yan Zhengling's eyes were filled with sadness.

"You said before that you are my towering tree. I just need to make a Lingxiao vine without backbone. When the wind comes, you give me the wind, when the rain comes, you cover the rain for me. I believe it. I'm stupid

She red eyes, will all mourning mood contained, "the tree is gone, Lingxiao vine should also dry up."

She walked out slowly.

While walking, while taking off the body's jewelry, those pearly jewelry, scattered on the ground.

The warlord looked at her back, which was determined to leave. At that moment, all the disguises collapsed. His heart is weeping for blood, and there are blood red tears in his charming pupil.

"Zheng Ling, don't be a Lingxiao flower. Be your kapok tree He whispered.

When Yan Zhengling walked out of the living room of the villa, the Impatiens saw that her face was desolate, and there was no sustenance like the leaves in the autumn wind. She immediately welcomed her, "elder sister Zheng Ling."

Yan Zhengling stood in front of the Impatiens with a sad smile.

"Xianxian, I'll see you in the lake." Then go around the Impatiens and head for the gate.

Zhan Su suddenly lies in front of her. Zheng Ling squats down and hugs Zhan Su tightly in her arms. In a low voice, "take care of your brother and sister for Mommy."

Zhan Su's small hand tightly tugs at her, but is not willing to let her go.

Yan Zhengling stood up and glanced at the wind. "The wind, take your young master away."

The wind is coming forward to pull the battle apart.

Yan Zhengling then swayed to the outside.

"Mommy --"

Zhan Su suddenly cried out.

Han Bao and Tong Bao, standing on one side, were originally indifferent. All of a sudden, when Su Su Su calls his mother, the two children are staring at Zhan su.

When they come back to God, Hanbao and Tongbao immediately run out of the gate.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

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