"Throw it down."

Xiaochen light mouth, those people looked at Xiao Chen, and then walked up two, directly threw Gu Bufan under the bridge.

The wind howled and the river roared.

Xiao Chen looked at the people present, "who among you can take charge of the affairs?"

One of them came forward and said timidly, "we just follow fan ye here, and we have no qualification to be the master. However, there are three other generals under him who can take charge."

Xiao morning nodded, "you go back to tell those three people, let them come to Zhonghai to see me, you go."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, people on the bridge, such as being granted amnesty, left one by one with fear.

When these people left, Xiao Chen took a look at the rolling river. At this time, Gu Bufan's body was no longer seen in the river.

Xiao Chen gazed at the river, but he had a lot of new ideas.

In the days of fighting and killing, Xiao Chen experienced too much. His hands were covered with blood. However, after coming out of plum blossom Valley, Xiao Chen's heart changed a lot.

What else is behind the black fog?

Xiao Chen always felt that there was more danger behind the black fog formation. There was a continuous stream of wild animals. Xiao Chen knew that the plum blossom forest, which could not be passed by human warriors, could not resist those wild animals.

The plum blossom forest limits the internal power of human warriors, while the wild animals have no internal force at all. A kind of hidden worry has appeared in Xiao Chen's heart.

If the wild beast army really killed out of plum blossom Valley, would it be meaningful for human beings to fight at that time?

The breeding ability of those wild animals is too strong. Once they rush out of plum blossom Valley, even Xiao Chen has no ability to stop them.

Xiao Chen thought of these, suddenly there is a change in his heart, not how high stand, look further, not compassion.

It's just a feeling that I'm really tired of this kind of fighting, and the realm has been higher. I don't care about killing these weak people.

Soon, Xiao Chen took back his eyes and laughed at himself.

Even if a man is strong in the world, what can he do? Just like today, he wants to let Gu Bufan go, but Gu Bufan's evil angers Xiao Chen.

There is always some evil in the world, which needs to be dealt with by thunder.

Xiao Chen shook his head no longer to think about these problems, and then directly back to the car to drive back.

Leaving the bridge, Xiao Chen drove all the way. When he saw the mountain not far away, Xiao Chen knew how it was possible even if he wanted a clean life.

Xu Shirong died, and Feng Deyue was killed by himself.

But it is not sure whether the real chivalrous son in the temple is dead or alive. There are also those people Xiao Chen saw that day. If these people don't kill themselves, who can kill them?

Xiao Chen in the car smiles, suddenly Xiao Chen is stunned.

I saw a car stop in front of me, the rock red body with a wild breath, and there was a man standing on the side of the car.

It was the man who really caught Xiao Chen's attention.

Now it's winter, the weather is getting cold, especially in the evening, the temperature drops suddenly, more cold.

At this time, the man, in his wine red windbreaker, was staring at the mountain in the distance.

Even if only to see the back, Xiao Chen still recognized the person standing in the wind.

This person, no one else, is Nangong Yan.

Creak

Xiao Chen stepped on the brake and stopped.

Nangong Yan was stunned and then turned to look at the stopped car.

Land Rover, in the big city of Zhonghai, this kind of car is not uncommon, but there is only one license plate in front of it.

This is the car of Yan Qingcheng. Nangongyan and Yan Qingcheng have a kind of feeling of mutual sympathy during this period of time, and they have come a lot closer.

Nangong Yan can see at a glance that this is Yan Qingcheng's car.

Nangong Yan didn't expect that Yan Qingcheng also came here. She held back the sadness in her heart and made herself look less sad.

But when the door opened and saw the man walking down from the car, Nangong Yan was stunned.

The visitor is not Yan Qingcheng at all, but the Xiao Chen that she thinks about day and night.

Nangong Yan how also did not expect, in the car unexpectedly is Xiao Chen, she some can't believe looking at Xiao Chen.

Then she walked quickly past, tears swirling in her eyes, "Xiao Chen, am I dreaming?"

Nangong Yan opens her mouth gently, for fear that the loud voice will shatter her fantasy.

Yes, she thought it was because of her thoughts that she had an illusion.

Xiao Chen looks at such Nangong Yan. He knows Nangong Yan's heart to him, but the past is like smoke, which has become a foregone conclusion.

He stretched out his hand to wipe tears from the corners of his eyes for Nangong Yan, "Yan'er, you don't need to be like this."

Hearing Xiao Chen speak, Nangong Yan finally confirms that this is not a dream. She pours into Xiao Chen's arms and starts to cry.

"Xiao Chen, you live as long as you live."

Xiao Chen looks at Nangong Yan who is crying in her arms and hugs Nangong Yan tightly.In the cold wind, Nangong Yan feels that Xiao Chen's arms are so warm. She wants to be held by Xiao Chen all the time.

Until the end of time, she was afraid that she would let go, and Xiao Chen would disappear again.

She put her ears on Xiao Chen's heart, listening to the powerful heartbeat, feeling so satisfied.

Xiao Chen looks at Nangong Yan and says, "Yan'er, actually..."

But Xiao Chen just opened his mouth, Nangong Yan has raised his head, and then blocked Xiao Chen's words with hot lips.

Nangong Yan is hot and wild. She is a blooming rose. She is charming and charming.

Her passion is enough to melt the coldest heart.

However, Xiao Chen's heart is not cold, but hurt.

Nangong Yan can't feel Xiao Chen's response, she is sad and tears.

It's just the wild and unrestrained love that she doesn't care.

After a long time, Nangong Yan's lips left. She stared at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, you don't have to say anything. I know you need time. I will prove my good if..."

Nangong Yan's voice became much lighter, "if you want to marry Yan Qingcheng, I can only be a lover."

Hearing Nangong Yan's words, Xiao Chen Leng Leng, and then raised his hand again to wipe away tears for Nangong Yan.

Yes, as Nangong Yan said, even if she accepts it, Xiao Chen also needs time. Even if it is Xiao Chen, when facing feelings, especially when facing Nangong Yan, he can't tell whether he still has love.

Therefore, everything has to go with the flow.

They stood in the cold wind, silent.

Nangong Yan takes Xiaochen's hand and leans her head slightly on Xiaochen's shoulder. She doesn't open her mouth for fear of breaking the rare silence.

After a long time, Nangong Yan gently opened her lips. "I'm very satisfied. As long as I look at you, it's enough. Go back, or Yan Qingcheng will worry."

Knowing that Xiao Chen is still alive and recovering, Nangong Yan's stone in her heart finally falls.

She gave Xiao Chen a charming look, and then returned to the horse Herder.

The roar of the car sounded, the herdsman drove to the distance, Xiao Chen also got on the car, and then drove to the black dress society.

Xiao Chen frowned on the bus and then unfolded, which was a headache.

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