Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

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Listen to Lengfeng say, but it is not easy to think of those things, and she is selfish, how to let Lengfeng again to her sad?

No, Nangong Beibei doesn't want to see such a scene, but what if she doesn't?

If you don't follow Ouyang Yue's example, how can she and Lengfeng save her life? It was a warm day, but Nangong Beibei noticed a trace of cold.

But in her heart, it is incomparable pain.

"Do you need to think about such a thing?" Ouyang Yue sneered coldly. Her eyes were full of contempt.

But Lengfeng shouts out to Nangong Beibei: "Beibei, don't listen to Ouyang Yue. I'll take you out." Even if I die, but I can't see you die in front of me, I can't.

You have not returned to your world, you have not regained happiness, how can you die?

As long as Lengfeng says, Nangong Beibei can also go to life and death with Lengfeng, but at the moment, she can't. She's not alone.

It means that she wants to abandon the cold wind again, sorry for him and hurt him again.

Cold wind, our road together is so difficult, so difficult, so don't be together. After that, we will be better in the end of the world.

"Well, I should."

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, but she looked at Ouyang Yue. Her eyes were very firm, and there were no waves. Therefore, people who made up their mind were sometimes quite terrible.

"Beibei..."

Leng Feng cries out to Nangong Beibei, even wants to stand up to stop her, but the pain is binding him.

Ouyang Yue's hand can't be underestimated.

Nangong Beibei, like a puppet, took a sword from Ouyang Yue's hand.

The whole face, are incomparably silent, incomparably cool.

Everything is reality, not a dream.

Jialan saw the scene and felt the most sad. He yelled at Ouyang Yue: "Ouyang Yue, what have you become?"

For the purpose, by all means!

"You just said to yourself that what you have has nothing to do with you, and what I have naturally has nothing to do with you." Ouyang month light should voice, her line of sight has been falling on them, has been indifferent color, without the slightest change.

She even urged Nangong Beibei: "Nangong Beibei, which is more important, I think you can figure it out yourself."

It can be said that she is giving Nangong Beibei the last chance. Although she thinks so, she still has those hopes in her heart.

Let go, that's really nothing, so... If you want to grasp it well this time, what about unscrupulous means?

How many people are open and aboveboard when they achieve great things?

Nangong Beibei didn't answer. She was walking towards Lengfeng step by step with her long sword, regardless of Lengfeng's urgent call for her, the situation beside her and Jialan's consolation.

All she can do is to listen to what Ouyang Yue said, step by step toward Lengfeng, "Yi", Nangong Beibei stabbed Lengfeng's chest.

"Cold wind, you will only hinder the pace of what I want to do, I admit that I want to live with you, but love is not all for me. I don't want to continue to waste time on these things. I want to go back. If I can't go back, I want to be the master of the world. I'm tired of being chased. Don't say whether I want to save or what. At the moment, I just want to live for myself. No one else can hinder my feelings, If it wasn't for Kalan just now, you would have died under my sword. "

Words fall, the sword re-enter the skin a little bit, the cold corner of the lip, began to diffuse out new blood, thin lips, blood red is so shocking.

Before, Nangong Beibei and he had cold eyes against each other, but never against him, and now... She did.

Words, words, indifference without the slightest temperature.

True or false, but at the moment, Lengfeng's heart is in pain. These words really have that lethality. It's more painful than any palm wind or long sword falling on him.

"I can help you get all you want!" Cold wind pursed lips, toward Nangong Beibei word by word.

However, Nangong Beibei laughed after listening, "you can really help me get it, but now, you will only become my obstacle."

The implication: people who become obstacles should be killed in the end!

"Nangong Beibei, even if you listen to her, what can you do? Do you think she can let you go at last?" Jialan yells at Nangong Beibei.

I don't dare to think that Nangong Beibei will really move towards Lengfeng.

But Nangong Beibei's attitude reversed too quickly. What's more, Ouyang Yue's words just now are against his will, aren't they?

Nangong Beibei after listening, but in a cold smile: "even so, that is my thing, and you have nothing to do with Kalan."

Many past events have proved who Ouyang Yue is.

Clearly know to do these when the heart will be painful, will be uncomfortable, but uncomfortable and how? We should do these things well.

There is no way.

Besides, she has no choice.

Lengfeng's lips moved, but his eyes were sad when he looked at Nangong Beibei. He whispered: "Beibei, I said that I would help you find your way home and take you home. It's true that I can become stronger and will not become your obstacle. Beibei, it was my fault before that, that would make you and me stagger once. This time, I don't want to let go of your hand, even death, If you want to do it, do it. "

Then, Leng Feng grabs Nangong Beibei's sword and pushes it towards his heart. The sword is even deeper.

The pain on the cold side has also changed a bit.

And Lengfeng's eyes, sad but affectionate, but with a little bit of tenderness.

All this, Nangong Beibei never expected, but when Lengfeng caught the sword, Nangong Beibei was stunned.

I can't believe it, but Ouyang Yue's words are ringing, but she sneers: "Nangong Beibei, there are not many opportunities, but we should grasp them well."

Yes, it is necessary to grasp the opportunity, but Lengfeng still wants to continue to use his strength when he grabs the sword's hand. If he uses his strength again, he will really die!

"Well

And the next moment, cold wind spits out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his whole body is in pain, as if someone is tearing him, tearing his soul.