Chapter 119 (2/2)

Xiao Fan just looked at him faintly, didn’t say anything, turned and left!

Although this white clothed Sheng Xue young and the Emperor are very similar, but it is very similar, not the same person, Xiao Fan has nothing to do with him, why should I save him?

At that Xianxia World, Xiao Fan has become accustomed to chasing and being chased, and has long been eccentric about many things.

Moreover, everyone has the fate of everyone, whether it is chasing and being chased, but Xiao Fan does not want to be more lazy to interfere and change anything.

Maybe there are people of the Virgin Mary, but Xiao Fan… definitely not!

………

“cough cough cough!”

Xia He has a severe cough, brows frowned, only feels weak and weak, and his heart is more like a knife and a severe pain!

And this is not only because of physical pain, but also pain in the heart.

Xia He really didn’t expect that the woman she had always loved and would soon be engaged with herself would be betrayed herself in the marriage hall.

“hehe!”

Thinking of this, Xia He suddenly laughed in a low-pitched bitterness.

Is it true that it is really a failure to be a man?

Since I have been supporting my own father, many subordinates have begun to stay away from themselves. Some friends have become indifferent to themselves. Now, even if they have always respected each other, the benevolent women who have been treated with courtesy have also invested in the arms of the enemy, even using A glass of poisoned wine ruined all of his life.

why? Why is this all?

Is it for the so-called Xia Family Great Young Master?

However, if you really want it, I give it, I have never been in this position, just because I can’t bear to let my father down, so I got it at the beginning.

We are all Xia Family disciple, all of whom are connected to the bloodline. You, why are you so ruthless and so ruthless, I need to kill to the last one?

And when I thought about it, how many times did I miss you in my compatriots?

“father!”

In the mind of Xia He, a tall silhouette of a middle-aged man emerged. He whispered, bitterly laughed, and a glimpse of crystal tears dripped from the corner of his eye.

suddenly!

“Hey, Xia He, you fled from Yanjing all the way, I want to see where you are now running?” Dozens of strong silhouette rushed from a distance, then a few flashes came to Xia He Surrounded by him.

Headed by a handsome young man, at this time, he looked at Xia He with a sneer in his mouth.

“Xia Wenxuan!”

Xia He looked at the handsome young man, his eyes flashed with a touch of coldness, and he straightened up and rubbed the blood of his mouth, indifferently said.

“Xia He, you say, how do you want to die now?” Young handsome young man felt that the general trend had been fixed. His heart was calm and steady, with his hands standing there, a pair of narrow eyes staring at Xia He, with a touch of cat and mouse in his mouth. Said the color of the play.