Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

"No, why can't you and I rule the world side by side? We can also travel all over the world with love in the mountains and rivers." If I don't have power, how can I protect you?

"Power represents killing, conquest! If you want me to see you set off a bloodbath, I can't do it!"

"Clatter!" The stone that An Haotian was holding on to suddenly loosened, and both of them slid down. At the very moment, An Haotian stretched out his hand to grab the protruding stone on the cliff again, and his five fingers were worn out. , the blood flowed away along the lines on the stone, and a long bloodstain dragged out from under him.

An Lexuan stared deeply at that anxious handsome face again, only now did he realize that that Brother Wang, as always, cared about him so much!

Jinsu, I don't want to owe anyone anything. Don't hurry on the road to Huangquan.

"Haotian, farewell!" The soul-stirring five words were the last words of the man in red. He stretched out his slender nails and gently scratched his fair skin. Between the hands.

The blood-stained hands slowly slipped down.

When An Haotian reacted, the red figure disappeared into a vast expanse of white clouds.

Just now, what happened?

The man crawled on the edge of the cliff, asking himself over and over again, what happened just now?

Nothing happened right!

Where is my Lexuan?where did you go?

The man stood up, looked at his big blood-red hands, and looked around, dazed and frightened, "Le Xuan, Brother Wang can't find you, you win!"

"Lexuan, come out quickly! Stop joking with Brother Wang!"

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid!" The six-year-old came out of the palace for the first time, and when he encountered troublemakers, he hid behind him, tightly tugged at his sleeves, and said timidly.

At that time, even though I was afraid in my heart, I was still confident, "Don't be afraid, Brother Wang is here!"

And that child really believed it!

"Lexuan, don't hide anymore, the bad guys have already been driven away!" He staggered, staggered, and murmured those words over and over again.

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid!" The ten-year-old boy watched his mother and concubine die with his own eyes, and knocked on his door late at night, weak and helpless.

He reached out and hugged him in his arms, "Don't be afraid, Brother Wang is here!"

"Lexuan, Brother Wang is here!" He reached out and grabbed the young man in red, and when he got closer, he realized that there was only invisible air left, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You are always mischievous!"

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid!" At the age of 15, his brothers and sisters passed away one after another. The boy buried deep fear in his eyes, but told him of his weakness alone.

As always, he gently stroked that soft black hair, "Don't be afraid, Brother Wang is here!" But, this time, his eyes became darker.

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid!" At the age of 20, Yushu was alone, but she still burst into tears and said the usual words, because the person in front of her was the executioner she had been chasing for many years.

This time, he didn't say anything, and dared not say anything.

His eyes slowly turned to the terrifying cliff, he turned around, his footsteps began to move slowly, and he muttered, "You are hiding there, right?"

There was a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, and he kept walking, "Now, Brother Wang is coming to you!"

"Remember, don't hide anymore, it's very tiring!"

An Haotian's face was full of smiles, and his originally piercing eyes were full of warmth and pampering, "Lexuan, Brother Wang is here!"

Half of the foot has already protruded from the cliff, eyes closed, the black figure looks so gorgeous in the white mist, like a butterfly that is about to disappear, doing the last round dance.

"Your Majesty!" An exclamation sounded after him, and then his body was pulled back by a strong force, and he fell to the ground hard.

The intense pain brought the man back to his senses in an instant, and when he turned his head, he saw Luo Cheng's frightened face.

Until now, Luo Cheng's heart was still hanging in the air. If it was a moment later, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

Standing up slowly, he helped up the blood-stained person on the ground.

The king had lost his former high spirits, blood-stained black gauze, disheveled hair, and a face that looked like ashes, like a living dead without vitality.

After a long time, Los Angeles recalled this scene, and only used two words to evaluate "love!"

"Your Majesty!" Luo Cheng wanted to ask the mess all over the floor, where was the man in red?He wanted to ask why he wanted to die.When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them all, and replaced them with a soft sentence "Let's go back!"

"He's not dead yet, Los Angeles, send someone down to look for it, no, go down alone, I'll be scared if he doesn't see him alone!" Run down the mountain.

Quickly grabbing the person in front of him, Luo Cheng seemed a little flustered, "Your Majesty, King An's subordinates will bring him back, you should go back first!"

An Haotian turned his head to look at him, as helpless as a lost child, but his tone was so firm, "No, Le Xuan has been afraid of thunder since he was a child, he will definitely be afraid!"

As he spoke, he was about to take another step.

Luocheng's heart moved, and he said softly, "I'm offended!" He slashed at the back of An Haotian's neck with his palm.

The back of the neck is the weakest part of the human body, so I reached out to catch his limp body, turned around and picked him up, "Your Majesty, this subordinate will find His Highness Wang An!"

In the quiet and quiet courtyard, Xie Hongling stood in front of a piece of pure white chrysanthemums with a worried face, stretching out his hand and unconsciously pulling the white petals one by one. Beside him, a thick [-]% had already been laid.

Turning to look at the lazily standing man by the door, he frowned and said in a slightly serious tone, "An Lexuan has been gone for so long, is there anything wrong?"

In the end, his eyes fell on the chrysanthemums all over the courtyard, and there was a trace of remorse, "I knew I should have gone with him. Jinsu led the troops this time, and I don't know what conflicts I had with that man."

A pair of big hands stretched out to encircle the thin body, and Xie Yin put his chin on Xie Hongling's shoulder, exhaling like silk, "I will be angry if you think about other people so much."

Xie Hongling thumped, then relieved, "Would you?"

"meeting!"

Unexpectedly, he would answer himself like this, Xie Hongling turned to look at the mask, a little at a loss.

With a wry smile hidden under the mask, Li Yin took Jie Hong Ling Bao in his arms and walked into the house, "It's windy outside, be careful of the wind and cold!"

Xie Hongling lowered his head suddenly, and his delicate hair fell loose again, "I'm sorry, Liyin!"

Liyin froze for a moment, then continued to push him into the room, turned around and closed the door.But he was hugged from behind with such strength that he seemed to want to melt the person into his body

"When Anlexuan is safe, we will go back to Bodhizhai and never come out again, okay!" If it is with you, I would rather give up everything.

The hands around the waist hesitated for a moment, but was defeated by the warm current in my heart, and I almost inaudibly responded "Okay!" As long as I am with you, I will have no regrets.