After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

How could this be?

Everything in front of her made her unexpected.

Qi Yuan, he is the master here.

How could he be in this situation?

"Brother, you?"

"Shh, close your eyes, don't look, it's ugly." He pressed his hand on her back and pressed her head in his arms.

Through a layer of clothes, Yan Ge clearly felt that his chest was not as thick and warm as before, and became hard and cold.

His body has been shaking.

Presumably, those so-called meteor horns entered his body very painful and painful, only then would he have such a reaction.

She had no worries about leaving, but only joy.

But at this moment, hearing his low "too ugly" three words, without knowing why, suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Qi Yuan hugged Yange tightly. He didn't answer and didn't cry.

Just tightly, motionlessly holding the words.

Time is too long.

Yange could not move, no matter what she asked, Qi Yuan did not answer.

Because in Qi Yuan's arms, because the silence around him seemed like the whole world had only two of them left.

Because of this, Yan Ge can clearly feel the tremor of Qi Yuan's body and the sound of his teeth trembling.

At this moment, it should hurt, hurt.

She didn't know how she could help him, she could only backhand, wrapped his waist, hugged him tightly, and clung to his body.

Until the sky turned white, Qi Yuan finally shuddered.

But Yan Song looked up at him.

His eyes were sunken.

The all-white hair was sparse, the cheekbones were high and raised, and his face seemed to be covered with the skin of an old bark.

Overnight, he turned from a handsome man into a dusky old man.

Yan Ge looked at him, tears had already filled his eyes: "Brother, what is going on with you?"

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, the skinny, old-spotted hand covering Yan Ge's eyes.

"In a century, it will be broken at the end of the century. The Lord and you cannot live together. You die or I die."

His voice was hoarse, and his rustling voice sounded like the wind blowing an old tree, which was unpleasant.

Too bad, listening to his rustling voice, there was an illusion that his own body was sawed open by his voice.

His words fell, his fingers moved, and he touched the tears in his eyes. "Don't cry, if you die, you will really die, but my death is alive."

Yange did as he wished, without struggling to see him, and no more tears, his hands covered his hands, and whispered: "Brother, does it hurt?

She could see clearly that those "Meteor Mans" all entered his heart position.

Presumably it is the pain of Wanjian penetrating the heart!

"No pain." Qi Yuan's voice remained hoarse: "You have to remember me."

The voice of Yan Song was stunned, and he solemnly returned to him: "Okay, next time, I will definitely remember you and recognize you first."

His hoarse voice continued: "Next time, call my brother."

"it is good."

"The next time I will take the initiative to crawl on my bed. I like my body like this, and I like to be tired and crooked."

In this voice, Yan Ge heard a bit of rogue.

"it is good."

"The next time you cook instant noodles, don't cook so much. One bag is enough. You can put five eggs."

"it is good."

"Call me brother again."

"brother."

"It sounds good." He smiled lowly, and those murky eyes full of anger were content: "It sounds good!"