But she knew why Yan Haotian did that.

Because Yan Haotian also thought that Mu Yan and Ming Yan Army would come to rescue them soon.

He wanted to leave her the chance to have a child.

"Idiot, this...you dare to say you don't love me! Idiot, do you think I can survive if you die?"

A earth-shaking loud noise came.

The whole house shook violently and collapsed most of it.

Under the smoke and dust, Yan Haotian's blood-covered body flew backwards, hitting half of the stone pillar, and could never get up again.

Zhao Hai also had a gloomy face and slowly wiped off a wound on his face, "You waste, you really hurt me. OK, very good!"

"Now, I'm no longer interested in tortureing you anymore. You can die for me!"

Zhao Hai's figure soared into the sky, and energy like a storm surged out of his body.

A long sword appeared in his hand at some point, and rushed to Yan Haotian, who could not move or dodge.

"Bad, go to death for me!"

Yan Haotian closed his eyes, his blood-stained face had no expression, but a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

Because, he heard the faint sound of horse hooves approaching.

Great, Miss is here!

In this way... Haitang will be saved.

Puff——!

It was the sound of a sword entering the flesh, but the expected pain did not come.

The warm liquid sprayed on his face.

What followed was the woman's familiar soft body and body fragrance.

Yan Haotian trembled all over, he suddenly opened his eyes, and let out a horrified roar, "Ah—!!!!"

Near above, Haitang's eyes looked at him softly, with a friendship that was higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.

Blood from the corners of his mouth was gushing out little by little, from strands to surging like a surf.

Yan Haotian's trembling eyes moved little by little, and finally landed on the sword behind her.

The sword pierced Haitang's body.

When he was about to pierce him, he was held tightly by Haitang's hand.

Yan Haotian felt that everything in the world seemed to be getting dark at this moment.

He could not hear anything or see anything.

There are only two words in full - begonia! begonia! begonia...

Feng Haitang curled the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a gentle smile, "Yan... Haotian, I... I said, in this life, you don't... don't want to leave me... even... even... death..."

Yan Haotian opened his mouth slightly, watching Feng Haitang's blood flow more and more, and the anger in her eyes disappeared little by little, but he was powerless.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, dozens of figures rushed in like lightning.

"Miss, here! The Soul-Elevating Gu really found the place."

"Ah! Boss, Miss Feng, so much blood... Miss, help me!!"

Mu Yan's figure flew past everyone like lightning and came to Feng Haitang and Yan Haotian.

Her movements were very straightforward and clear, and she didn't even ask how the two of them were.

He took out two life-saving pills and stuffed them into the mouths of Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang respectively.

Mu Yan's brows frowned deeply when he grabbed the hands of the two people to check the injuries.

She waved her hand to the people from the Changsheng Camp behind her, "You draw the sword for Haitang, I'll save Haotian!"

Haitang's injuries look heavier than Yan Haotian.

But in fact, as long as you hang up that breath, you will definitely be saved.

But Yan Haotian's situation is a bit serious.

Mu Yan could sense that the vitality in his body had been lost little by little.
Chapter completed!