The fierce confrontation sounded again&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan got up, not caring about whether she would be injured by accident, and rushed forward again. Fortunately, she was lucky and rushed into Qi Ye's arms.&1t;/p>

She held his body, listened to his almost smooth heartbeat, which was almost unhurried and unhurried, and said softly: "Qi Ye, he is going to die, he is going to die soon, we won't fight..."&1t;/p>

Xiao is already a powerful crossbow bow, and he will die soon without Qi Ye taking action.&1t;/p>

Immersed in the dark for too long, Qi Ye may forget the way home...&1t;/p>

The little bald man pulled Xiao and cried: "Senior Brother Qi Ye is a bad guy! I don't want to worship you anymore! Old man, how are you..." Qi Ye was pulled for the second time, and anger flashed in his eyes. He turned around, waved his fists and hit Ye Weilan in the face.&1t;/p>

The little bald head screamed.&1t;/p>

A smile appeared on the corner of the owl's bleeding mouth.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan felt the strong wind approaching her cheeks. She didn't want to dodge and couldn't dodge her. She blinked her eyes and shouted softly: "Qi Ye..."&1t;/p>

His fist stopped a centimeter away from her cheek.&1t;/p>

Her clear pupils looked at him, although she could not see anything in fact.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye's dark eyes were locked on her face. He looked at her clear and beautiful eyes, pretty nose, bright red lips, and a face as big as a palm...&1t;/p>

I was once a person who was familiar with her. Even though I was not mentally online, my instinct still stopped him from hurting her.&1t;/p>

Love and protect her have become a kind of instinct for Qi Ye since a long time ago.&1t;/p>

The confrontation between instinct and reason...&1t;/p>

Qi Ye's fist stopped in the air and did not fall, but he did not hit him in the end.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan stepped forward, wrapped around his neck, tiptoed, and kissed his thin lips. She said softly and slowly and firmly: "Hell is too cold, Qi Ye, go home."&1t;/p>

Her voice was like a beam of white light, igniting endless darkness.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye stared at her clear eyes as water, and a slight ripples out of her desolate starry eyes.&1t;/p>

Her soft lips kissed him.&1t;/p>

The closest contact between the body brings back all the sweetness of the past.&1t;/p>

She buried her face in his chest with her own softness: "I miss you..."&1t;/p>

With a pair of hands wrapped around her waist, Qi Ye lowered his head and kissed her lips hard.&1t;/p>

Care, fear, worry...&1t;/p>

The little bald man looked at the young couple hugging each other, and tears stopped. When he saw the owl who was lying on the ground, he burst into tears again: "Old man..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye grabbed Ye Weilan and looked back.&1t;/p>

His first glance fell on the little bald face.&1t;/p>

After parting, he had never seen this child.&1t;/p>

Bright eyes, with the shadow of that person back then.&1t;/p>

Then he looked at the owl.&1t;/p>

The fragmented body no longer has the possibility of repair.&1t;/p>

He smiled evilly, and his thin lips spoke like beads: "You lost."&1t;/p>

Owl looked at him.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye held Ye Weilan, she held his hand, and saw Qi Ye's dark appearance. The girl was not afraid or retreating, only heartache and strength.&1t;/p>

Her eyes fell on the faces of the people on the ground, and there was a coldness.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye is lucky after all.&1t;/p>

Find the bond in your heart and walk out of the abyss of hell.&1t;/p>

Xiao coughed twice, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Not necessarily..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye narrowed his eyes coldly.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in her heart. She never forgot his Xiaojiu fell on this perverted hand. She pounced on him, picked him up and shook him hard, and her calm expression showed madness: "Where is my son? What's wrong with you?"&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!