Facing a battle like Chen Yufan's that relied on defense instead of attack, but was rock solid, Mr. An could no longer sit still. If things continue to develop like this, the people he hides in Kyoto are likely to be exposed, and Zhongnanhai

He was waiting for this opportunity. Therefore, he wanted to draw Chen Yufan into his camp through the kinship relationship of the Long family. Moreover, Chen Yufan's image of being unfailing and like a towering mountain has been deeply engraved on the An family.

In the old man's heart, it seemed that this young man was too terrifying to be defeated.

Now that he has decided to stay out, the old man of the An family is not stingy with his sincerity. He is sincere in inviting Chen Yufan, and for the benefit of the family, he can even betroth his granddaughter to Chen Yufan. This is also a kind of helplessness and sadness for a political family.

No one knew what conditions Long Aoyun promised to the An family on this bustling night in Kyoto. When An Yanxi finally left the Long family, there was a smile on his face, a feeling of pride and enjoyment.

"Yan Xi, is that Chen Yufan really that important? Can you give up Xiaoxue's happiness for this??" On the dark street, Long Wu endured for a long time and finally asked. She and An Yanxue could talk about their sympathy as sisters.

, and Chen Yufan, the so-called playboy who has the blood of the Long family flowing in his bones, is not favored by Long Wu. He is even disgusted. This is looking at the problem from a girl's perspective.

An Yanxi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If I have to sacrifice Xiaoxue's happiness to make peace with Chen Yufan, then I will definitely try my best to prevent it. I am only Xiaoxue's younger sister. But..." An Yanxi's

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

"But what?" Long Wu didn't understand.

"But Xiaoxue did it voluntarily, she likes Chen Yufan!" An Yanxi said helplessly.

Long Wu seemed to have heard a joke that could never become true, and exclaimed: "How is this possible, for a girl who is so proud of Xiaoxue?"

An Yanxi smiled bitterly and said: "I also hope this is not true. But you know, once a girl falls in love, there is no sense. It is like drinking poison to quench thirst. Although she knows it is poisonous, she will still drink it. This is

She did it willingly!”

"When did this happen? Why has Xiaoxue never mentioned it to me?" Long Wu raised his eyes and asked.

"It's been a few years! Xiaoxue hid it from everyone until that year, when I sent people to Jinling to kill Chen Yufan. Xiaoxue told me that her attitude and words at that time will be remembered all my life. That coldness

Such ruthlessness is something I have never seen before!"

"So you gave in?" Long Wu smiled bitterly and suddenly said: "Chen Yufan, what kind of person is he? He can actually impress Xiaoxue's heart. I really want to meet this person!"

"You don't need to see him anymore, you should go to hell to find him!" Suddenly, a cold and harsh voice sounded on the street, and the wind roared. It felt like the god of death suddenly descended on this world.

An Yanxi suddenly raised his head. Under the moonlight, a figure walked out from the end of the darkness. He took one step at a time, which was very elegant and terrifying. The person was wearing a black robe and holding a sickle in his hand. The sickle was eerie in the moonlight.

The light is constantly blooming from below.

An Yanxi blocked Long Wu behind him and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"The God of Death, the God of Death who reaps life!" The person spoke, but his words were emotionless. He was as cold as the messenger from hell.

Just as the person was walking towards An Yanxi step by step, suddenly, under the night sky, a group of people, more than twenty people, appeared around An Yanxi. With sabers in their hands, they guarded An Yanxi majestically.

Yan Xi's side.

The visitor smiled contemptuously and said: "Mercenary Wolf Fang!"

"Now that you know it, don't retreat immediately! Otherwise it will cost you your life!"

An Yanxi raised a happy smile on her lips and said, "Tell me who instigated you and let you go. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave here alive today!"

The visitor laughed strangely and said, "The messenger of death will not be afraid of ordinary people like you!"

After the words fell, the man who called himself the God of Death strode forward with a flying figure. The sickle in his hand had already been released. There was a cold light, and the sickle seemed to be the call of the God of Death. It had already entered the ranks of Langya. An Yanxi was about to

Long Wu pressed down and exclaimed: "Get down!"

The sickle walked around among the crowd, and blood began to splash out. Countless heads were broken and fell to the ground with a thud, leaving behind a pool of steaming blood.

"I like the smell of blood!" The stranger laughed again.

The sound got closer and closer, getting closer to An Yanxi and Long Wu. And the muffled sounds were heard one after another. The God of Death was harvesting life, and no one could escape from the hands of the God of Death, so wherever the sickle touched, there were heads.

Gradually, An Yanxi found that the people around him fell down one by one. An Yanxi, who was still confident and slow, now really felt fear. It was a fear of approaching death, which made people shudder.

"Young man, don't be so conceited in the future, otherwise you will die miserably!" The sickle in his hand kept ticking with blood, and the man in black robe laughed strangely again.

An Yanxi stood up slowly and said, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know, as long as you know, you will be a dead person in no time!"

An Yanxi sighed, and then looked reluctantly at Long Wu beside him. The two of them intertwined their fingers, and An Yanxi said, "I have a request?"

"Tell me, in a sense, I am a kinder person!"

"Can you let my fiancée go? She's innocent!" An Yanxi requested. But Long Wu immediately shook his head and said: "We will live together and die together!"

"It's very touching. Then I will send you to hell to become a ghost couple!"

The sickle was raised again, but at this moment, a faint singing voice suddenly came from the darkness. The singing voice was not loud, but it was touching, with a magnetic voice, constantly stirring in the air: "The end of the sea

, deep in the water, outside the huge waves, there is a dragon living. Flying thousands of feet, soaring into the sky, meandering and drinking water from all over the world. The dragon roars, lightning flashes, clouds and mist rise, in an instant the clear sky is full of wind and rain, and the dragon's head is visible but not the tail.

All I see is nourishing dust and vegetation!”

"Who? Who is singing!" Sickle became alert.

At the end of the darkness, as they kicked and kicked, the first thing that caught the eyes of the three people was a white giant beast. It was all white, with a pair of eyes shining in the darkness. What was even more surprising was that the white giant beast had a lazy body.

Yangyang was leaning on a young man, wearing a long white gown and holding a jade-colored wine gourd. Under the reflection of the moonlight, he looked majestic and handsome, like a celestial being.
Chapter completed!