Chapter 1670 (1/2)

The night is clear and falling, and smiles softly.

”I knew you would come.”

Her voice, lower and lower.

Finally, slowly closed his eyes, fell into a coma.

Emperor Mo Xuan heart, a burst of intense pain: ”Xiao Luo Er...”

The feeling of panic in my heart, as if there was a cold hand around his neck.

That hand, it's in his heart.

With that piercing hand, mercilessly crushed his heart.

He tightened his arms.

The man in my arms is as light as a feather.

Light, he dare not force.

If it is forced, it will be broken.

He shivered around her.

Step by step, go to the holy land gate.

While walking, while using their own Xuanli, for the night Qingluo treatment of body injuries.

”Brother di...”

The wind chime that crawled out of the blood pool immediately caught up with him.

It's just that she hasn't got close yet.

A dark air, then facing her face, straight away.

The wind bell narrowly avoided the mysterious atmosphere.

But still by the residual momentum, cut the shoulder.

Wind chimes eat pain, covering the shoulder, pale complexion.

She knew that emperor Mo Xuan did not kill.

It's just a warning to her.

However, this action of emperor Mo Xuan shows his attitude.

He had, completely, hated her.

It's warning her to stay away from him.

Wind chime heart dull pain.

Looking at emperor Mo Xuan does not hesitate to leave the back, he did not look back at her.

Fengling tightly grasped the wet sleeve robe, pursed her lips, and roared with crying voice: ”brother emperor, I have a way to save her, only I can save her...”

Her words, successful let emperor Mo Xuan stop.