Mo Chi glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw a scene not far away.

Seeing that Li Yunqing stopped Rong Jin, he felt relieved and focused on the battle in front of him.

The two cooperate with each other and exchange moves.

After a while, many brave white wolf cavalry were killed, but they were immediately surrounded by the next group.

Although I was impatient, I could do nothing.

In a coma, Feng Yan felt a wet face.

The man in the pool of blood opened his eyes, but saw the man who had always been tall and looked embarrassed and bloodstained from the corners of his mouth.

"you……"

A faint voice squeezed out from the stiff face. Feng Yan tried to raise his hand to caress him, but found that he didn't have the strength at all, and he only felt a stinging pain in his arm.

Baili Mu pursed his lips slightly, curled the corners of his lips, his eyes drooped slightly, and looked at the person in his arms: "They are not worthy of killing you, so you have to survive..."

What are the fears of death?

From the beginning of his decision to help Feng Yan, he put life and death aside.

Feng Yan's pupils gradually tightened...

Watching blood gushing out of Baili Mu's mouth, gradually dizzying and spreading on the cloud-patterned brocade clothes.

She was unmoved at all and just asked softly: "Do you regret knowing me?"

The fragments of the past are like a quiet stream flowing through them quietly

...Every encounters and knows each other, pain and suffering, loneliness and comfort...

Baili Mu replied: "I don't regret it."

Looking at her fair face, "I know, you won't regret it either."

You and I have never regretted it...

Even if there is no ending.

Relatively speechless.

Baili Mu Canran smiled: "There is a question... I have always wanted to ask once, if I die, would you shed a tear for me?"

There was a softest place in my heart. In an instant, I was touched by Baili Mu's gaze...

Feng Yan had never seen Baili Mu like that before. She didn't want to see it, but she was unable to turn around.

The scarlet red eyes swayed, and all her mind was shook.

At that moment, someone gently hugged her in his arms, and a soft voice in a trance said softly, "You always do this, and you like to torture me."

She didn't want to cry, she didn't cry, she really didn't cry.

But when the red color of the burning eyes jumped into the dim pupils, the tide in my heart spread into my eyes and was about to seep out.

The warm fingertips touched her cold cheeks and slowly slid across the corners of her eyes.

Feng Yan suddenly came to his senses and saw Baili Mu smiling faintly at her in a vague and confused manner.

"Sand is in your eyes."

They all knew that it was a clumsy lie, but no one exposes the truth in anyone's heart.

His Fengyan is a poisonous flower of thorns. He has no feelings, no emotions, and even does not understand what emotional burden is.

He just likes Feng Yan like this. When he was dying, he would rather Feng Yan be the original Feng Yan than change him.

His hands were hanging down weakly, and Baili Mu finally closed his eyes gently.

Feng Yan reluctantly used his other hand to force himself to hold up.

She raised her hand, hooked Baili Mu's neck, and carefully tied up his long hair that was dyed with bright red. She had seen that pale face many times.

However, it was not until now that she was vaguely farewell that she realized how many years she had wasted. Now it was too late to engrave that person in her heart.

Feng Yan slowly approached Baili Mu's ear, her heart was cramped, but her voice became gentle in vain. She said-
Chapter completed!