The Sealer of the Sword

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Yan Ye Zai looked at her like that, looking at her trembling hands, she couldn't help clenching tightly together.

When she finished speaking, Yan Ye raised her head, looked at Cong Yun, and said, "Yes."

One word.

The calm appearance that Cong Yun had maintained just now collapsed in an instant.

Turning almost all of his body around, Cong Yun couldn't help suppressing his shivers.

With an inhalation sound that even Yan Ye could hear, he finally connected with Yan Ye's words: "This way...that...then...this guard house, I...I will be alone. Organized, even if no one is there... If one day... one day... one day you get tired of playing, remember me... just come and see me..."

Desperately suppressing his inner emotions, Cong Yun finally finished saying such a long speech with a voice so flat that he almost cried.

He turned his head, looked at Yan Ye and squeezed a wry smile.

Said: "Then... I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

In one breath, he shouted the last sentence directly.

Yes, it was called out.

As if he couldn't hold it any longer, after shouting out, Cong Yun suddenly turned around, jumped directly from the admiral's table, and was about to escape from here.

But before that--

Yan Ye directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Cong Yun's wrist.

When it was obvious that Cong Yun's body froze.

With a sudden force, she was directly pulled back again.

The strength was so great that Cong Yun even slammed into the table directly, because Yan Yena stretched out a hand again and twisted her abruptly.

Cong Yun is just like that--

It almost hit the table directly, and then jumped onto the table because of inertia.

"What are you doing!"

Cries of collapse.

From Cong Yun, he directly pressed the table with both hands, propped up and raised his head to look at Yan Yezhi and shouted.

Yan Ye could even clearly see the tears falling from the corners of Cong Yun's eyes, and the mist-filled eyes filled with despair and heartbreak.

Just look at her like that, just like that listening to what she shouted.

Without any words, Yan Ye directly stretched out his hand again and grabbed Cong Yun's shoulder, then leaned forward suddenly.

then--

The two lips overlapped.

Cong Yun's eyes narrowed in an instant, and even the action he wanted to do was frozen in mid-air.

Yan Ye didn't let go, but until he felt that Cong Yun's collapsed mood was gradually replaced by a sudden acceleration of his heartbeat, and his hands that were frozen in mid-air began to panic.

Yan Ye changed from tough and domineering to gentle.

Emotions stabilized.

When he felt Cong Yun's mood change, Yan Ye moved the hand that was holding Cong Yun's shoulder up.

Gently stroked Cong Yun's cheek, and could clearly feel the change in Cong Yun's body--

Do you want to stick her head in?

Yan Ye, who thought so, did it in the next second.

then--

call.

With the sudden sound of wind, Yan Ye felt that Cong Yun's hand was in front of his xiong, and then suddenly exerted force--

When he was pushed away directly, the two separated.

Taking a step back and stabilizing his body, Yan Ye raised his head and looked at Cong Yun.

All he saw was Cong Yun covering his mouth, his cheeks flushed, panting slightly, and even when his body began to shake again--