Xuan Yuan looked at Long Feili. So he was really the emperor? Between swords and swords, he hugged her to avoid a severe attack, lifted a few vertical jumps, and left the village to the beach.
"Can't affect them, don't they?" Xuan Yuan asked with a smile, and said gently: "You seem to be a good emperor."
非 龙 Long Fei left for a moment, she knew him. He said lightly: "I have killed many people."
"Well." She still smiled, leaning gently in his arms, the enemy was ahead.
"I will keep you safe tonight, believe me?" He whispered in her ear.
"You say that, the other party must be very powerful."
She knew everything. Long Feili held the woman in her arms.
"Long Fei Li, if you can, let's go together. If you can't, you can go by yourself." Xuan Xuan's nose was sour, tearing off his dress and wrapping him tightly with the **** wound, and smiling again: " You are an emperor. There must be many women. It doesn't matter if I'm one. "
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She didn't know how powerful the other party was, only she knew that he had been stabbed by her arm in the battle he was protecting her, and they said with a smile that he had reached the end of the crossbow.
He glanced at the blood on her arm, and at that moment, his eyes were full of cold and bloodthirsty, and his sword suddenly became like light and electricity, and it was so strong that he wanted to dye the whole world overnight. bright.
She heard Murong Pei screaming in anger, and told Murong Lin that it was the killing move of the famous Jianshanzhuang, called Zhaolu Wanyu ... He stabbed seven swords and wounded seven people at the same time. .
The price is that he himself suffered the same number of swords.
露 朝 Chaolu night 昙, is to take the moment of the moment.
In the end, but the same thing.
She did not know how far Taoyuan Village was from Taoyuan Town. She only knew that he was holding her after performing a red dye, and performing gallops.
What he said, she was safe, but he was about to die.
When he stopped, he quietly poured into her arms.
Long Street, the lights are lonely, the night is already late.
He was in a coma in her arms, and she was exhausted, but she couldn't pass out now.
She thought he couldn't bear him, but after many failures, she still carried him much taller and heavier than her.
I couldn't remember how many pharmacy doors were opened, but no one was willing to heal him, saying that he couldn't save his life.
Who isn't afraid that the dead man will smash the signboard?
The teardrop was wrapped in her eyes, and she did not dare to let it fall. Sometimes, once she was suddenly weak, she would never find the courage that she knew she was desperate.
"Long Fei Li, don't die, you're dead, I'll go." She talked wildly and choked, "Would you like to say a word to me, okay, I'm scared."
He did not respond on his back, she said to herself, he was too heavy, and almost fell from her thin body, she sucked her nose and held him up, and Walked all the way.
Gritting her teeth, she patted a medical hall at the end of the street, and it was over. If she refused to save him ... she put him on the ground and rubbed it finally Tears shed, desperately patted the door.
With a squeak, the door opened.
Xuan Yuan said nothing, and immediately knelt down in front of the middle-aged man who opened the door.
"Please, please, save him."
The small man frowned, glanced at the man on the ground, shook his head, and exhaled: "Blood is like this, it can't be saved."
He said he was going to close the door, and Xuan Yuan's stubborn temper suddenly came up. She stood up, holding the doctor's arm tightly, crying, "I beg you to save him ... ... "
The doctor sneered, "This is clearly a dead face. Do you want me to treat a dead person?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Xuan Ling had cold hands and feet, his heart was flustered, and he knelt down quickly, and then raised his head again and again, "I beg you."
"Lao Wu, what's the matter?" A woman leaned forward in her cloak.
Dr. Wu frowned, "It's all right, a madwoman carried a dead man to seek medical treatment."
The woman glanced at Xuan Yuan, seeing her blood on her face, and muttered, "It's pitiful."
Doctor Wu flicked his sleeves and said, "You still go back and prepare for what's behind."
The blood flowed from his forehead, slid into his eyes, and Xuan Xuan knelt on the ground. Doctor Wu and his wife were about to cover the door and entered. A dazzling sword arrived on the neck. , "Government or not?"
The two were shocked, and Xuan Xuan was shocked, and saw Long Feili holding on to the door with one hand and pointing at Doctor Wu with one hand.
snow clothes, all red and wet, no trace of white.
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Dr. Wu gritted his teeth and shivered the man's hemostatic cloth in front of him. Mrs. Wu watched from the sidelines and trembling. Both were years of medical experience. The two looked at each other in shock: they were humans and they endured the pain. There is a limit, this man, just the chest ~ the pain caused by the two fatal wounds in the front, can not bear it. It is impossible to survive such an injury.
玑 蜷 Xuan Yuan cleverly slid on Long Feili's lap, raised his eyes and fixed the handsome face as white as paper, and on the knees, the two hands clasped tightly together.
"Long Fei Li, I thought you ..." she whispered in tears her fear.
gray dry lips squirmed gently.
"I can't die yet. If those people chase after me, what do you do?"
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Thank you for reading, thank you to everyone for the flowers and diamonds, dear friends, the third is more complete, see you tomorrow. After reading the messages from the sisters in the group, I learned that the tyrant has been promoted to Poinsettia. In the future, the price of subscriptions will be higher. Songs are really sorry, but I heard that it is not profitable for the website. The extra money is donated. It ’s a lot of things lately, it ’s even slower. Seeing the message area and the group, everyone still supports it, and the song does n’t know what to say ... The little white who is not seeing the sun is coming soon. .