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Chapter 611 Want to make another cut?

Murong Yan took the initiative to throw the long sword on the ground.

The crisp sound of the long sword and the ground surprised everyone.

Her thin lips were slightly parted, Ruoxing's eyes were shining brightly, and she looked at them expressionlessly: "You can check and confiscate all the weapons on me that are not good for your suzerain."

Murong Yan has done so for the sake of sincerity, which made everyone look at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do for a while.

They are not stupid, they naturally know the importance of Murong Yan in Dugulie's heart.

Just when everyone relaxed and wanted to let her in, Tie Shou rushed up and stared at her like an enemy: "Stop her!"

The voice just fell.

Like lightning, Murong Yan immediately spun in mid-air, raised her elbow, and locked the chattering iron hand's neck with her arm, then turned sideways and pushed him to the ground, her long legs swept the long sword that she had thrown away just now, Hold it in your hand and force it against Tie Shou's chest, star eyes glowing with a piercing chill, looking at him coldly: "Tie Shou, stop me again, I will really kill you, no one can stop me from watching he."

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan flicked the long sword, strode towards the door, and pushed it open.

A warm breath swept over, making Murong Yan's heart shrink a bit.

In the air, Dugulie's familiar and unique smell surrounded Murong Yan.

Every step she took was apprehensive.

She was afraid, she was afraid that Dugulie would throw her out, she was afraid, she was afraid that Dugulie would be hurt badly, she was afraid, she was even more afraid that Dugulie would hate herself even more.

Dugu Lie was only wearing a pair of obscene trousers, lying there with his bare upper body, gauze wrapped around his chest, and blood oozing out, his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his chiseled handsome face was sharp-edged and very rigid.

The familiar handsome face made Murong Yan suffocate.

When she came to Dugulie's bed, she twisted up a corner of the brocade quilt before trying to cover him with the quilt. Dugulie's slender wrists were tightly bound by Dugulie, his black eyes suddenly opened and looked at Murong Yan coldly , the cool thin lips opened and closed: "Get lost!"

In fact, when Murong Yan came in, Dugu Lie had already noticed it.

The sound of her breathing, the sound of her footsteps, the scent of her body, all of these are extremely familiar to Dugu Lie.

His chest was like a huge frying pan, and his heart was tumbling in the frying pan.

"I'll... have a look at you." Murong Yan swallowed the sourness into her belly, looked at him burningly, her eyes were moist.

Murong Yan didn't expect him to be injured so badly, she lost a lot of weight and was extremely haggard.

She is so distressed.

"Now that you've seen it, you can get out." Dugulie knew that he pinched her a little hard at first, and he also felt distressed, but he didn't show it, so Dugulie pushed her away fiercely.

Murong Yan bit her lip, endured the pain in her wrist and stood beside his bed.

Dugulie closed his eyes.

Murong Yan slowly sat on the bed, looking at him without blinking.

Looking at his muscular arms, looking at his broad palm, Murong Yan's hand was raised in mid-air, and finally slowly landed on his big palm.

The next moment, Dugulie repelled and quickly waved Murongyan's hand away, and opened his eyes: "I'll let you go!"

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes, but now she who was always eloquent became hesitant: "I...are you okay?"

"This suzerain is not dead, you are very disappointed." Dugulie looked at her emotionlessly with his red eyes, his voice was cold, without a trace of warmth: "Do you want to make another cut today?"

(End of this chapter)