Chapter 83： our target is! Do things! Do things! And engage in things! (2/2)

But now, at this moment, Xiao Yu’an discovered that he was not afraid of Qihe Qing. He stood there calmly, like every time he saw Luohe Qing coming to him.

But this is the end of the matter. After all, it is not like it used to be.

Xiao Yu'an coveted, and took a dagger from his arms. The river stopped quietly and looked at Xiao Yu'an intently.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly waved his dagger to his arm and made a knife.

In this case, instead of letting the river clear, it is better for him to come.

The scarlet glaring blood and the dagger's silver light pierced the eyelids of the river, and his internal organs were shaking. The river's eyelids shrank. As soon as he stepped forward, Xiao Yuan suddenly increased the volume: ”Don't, don't you.” Come over, listen to me, beg you to listen to me.”

A few pleadings made Luohe Qing have to stop, he stared at the dagger in Xiao Yu'an's hand, his throat rolled up and down, and his breathing was short.

Xiao Yuan stabilized his mind, stretched his injured arm, let the blood drop along his arm and splattered on the white snow. Xiao Yuan slowed the pain and slowly opened his mouth: ”晏河清, this knife, please let Zhao Gonggong let it go. Other people in the North, what are the anger, what are the enemies, can be ten times recorded on me.”

When the voice just fell, Xiao Yuan waved another knife on his arm. The blood stain turned up the white meat. The pain caused Xiao Yu'an to shrink and shook his body. He said with a slow breath: ”This knife is for your family. When the emperor broke the country, Destroy your whole family, this is the turn of the Northern Kingdoms in exile, but please protect Ninger, she is now in Yongning Hall, I hope you hurry to find her, anyway, I can't escape, when do you want to spend thousands of dollars on me? It’s all right...”

Xiao Yu’an’s words were not finished. Hehe suddenly took a few steps and took the knife. The incident suddenly occurred. Xiao Yu’an only felt that the figure was in front of him, and Luhe Qing was already in front of him.

Xiao Yu'an instinctively wants to retreat, but he hurts the pain in the place where the pain is. The stiff place is stiff, where can control the pace, step backwards and backwards, and suddenly the waist is caught, and the warmth is surrounded by the moment.

Luhe Qing clasped Xiao Yu'an tightly, and tried to stop the bleeding on the wound in his arm. Hehehe's hands were shaking and his lips were white. It seemed that the shocking knife marks were hurting him.

Xiao Yuan stunned. He opened his mouth slightly, wanted to ask something, and did not know what to ask. Hesitated, his chest suddenly sullen, and the accumulated stagnation of the previous days broke out, and a bite of sweetness slid out from the throat and dyed the earth. The trepidation is red.

After coughing up the blood, Xiao Yu'an's head blasted like a pain. In the faintness, he seemed to hear the call of Qihe Qing, and the voice called for a painful heartbreak, but Xiao Yuan didn't really hear it. He tried hard. Responding, but it is ultimately physical and fainting.