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Xia Beibei took a deep breath and looked at Feng Jiutian with complex eyes in front of her: "Are you really ... killing your loved ones?"

"Ok."

Feng Jiutian nodded.

"Do you regret it? Sad? Do you have no choice?"

Xia Beibei looked at Feng Jiutian somewhat, and asked a low question. Xia Beibei killed, and now she can't remember how many people she killed.

But for loved ones ...

How much courage would it take to achieve that?

Hearing Xia Beibei's question, Feng Jiutian glanced at her, and said softly, "I don't regret it, I'm not sad, my only choice is to make myself stronger and stronger until ... "

"Until what?"

Xia Beibei felt that Feng Jiutian in front of him had a big secret in his heart.

And what is that secret?

"You don't need to know so much now."

Feng Jiutian shook his head slightly. Sometimes, knowing too much is not a happy thing.

"It seems that you are really mysterious."

Xia Beibei saw Feng Jiutian unwilling to say more, she shook her head, turned her head and looked again at the confined courtyard door—

This is A Man's choice.

It is also an option for Huyan.

A Man wanted to leave Feng Yanjiao a final memory.

And Hu Yanlun, she will accompany the blood clothing door, **** battle to the end.

I understand.

This time, I really got it.

...

"Feng Jiutian, no."

Xia Beibei raised his eyes and stared closely at the man's face in front of him: "You are not Feng Jiutian, I know you are not. Are you ... a missionary? Lost in time and space? Or in the Lord's space?

There are many mysterious people and things in this world.

The existence of the same as the Star Villain Club is not a lot, of course, these things are naturally 110 science to Xia Beibei.

"You know a lot."

Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Feng Jiutian only smiled lowly: "You just treat me as a tasker."

"Are you really a missionary? So ... are you the Oriental Palace? Or ... Su Mingxin?"

Su Mingxin ...

Hearing Xia Beibei mentioned these three words, Feng Jiutian's expression slightly stiffened, and then quickly returned to normal.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Feng Jiutian turned to leave.

Seeing him perfunctory again, Xia Beibei couldn't help but look back: "Hey! You help me again and again, won't you fall in love with me at first sight? I tell you, I already have a sweetheart, my male **** doesn't know How many times better than you. "

Feng Jiutian: ...

Halfway through, Feng Jiutian suddenly stopped, although he didn't turn around, but his voice rang slowly in the dark: "He ... is it really that good?"

"That's a must. Our male **** has a high face value, a good figure, or an elite in the industry! It's a winner in life!"

As soon as Xia Beibei mentioned her male god, she immediately seemed to be hit with chicken blood, and all the sorrow she had just ran to the Kingdom of Java.

"Then ... does he like you?"

Hearing Xia Beibei, Feng Jiutian couldn't help asking another sentence.

Uh.

Xia Beibei, who was attacked by Feng Jiutian immediately, the expression on his face collapsed immediately: "He, maybe ... probably ... cough, in short, in case one day he blindly caught me? "

Feng Jiutian: ...

What the **** is blindness?

"Cough, maybe ... he's really blind."

Feng Jiutian muttered to himself, involuntarily accelerated the pace.

"Hey! Don't think I can't hear what you say! Wait for me! Wait for me!"

Seeing that Feng Jiutian went further and further away, Xia Beibei couldn't help but keep the lip behind him, stinking man, didn't he boast my male **** in front of you? Sure enough, he is a careful-eyed man, dare to say that my male **** is blind?

Cough, if only really blind ...

Xia Beibei, what about your morality?

**

The night passed quickly.

When Feng Yanxiao opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed of Aman's house.

"Aman?"

He rubbed his groggy head and sat up.

Last night I came back together with A Man, chatting and chatting, seems to have lost consciousness?

How is this going?

Feng Yan arrogantly calmed his mind and looked up. Clean up the boudoir, empty at this time. On the table beside the bed was a beautifully embroidered purse and a letter.

Seeing the crooked look of the letter, he immediately jumped out of bed and rushed to the table to open the envelope.

The handwriting inside is very beautiful, apparently Aman left him-

Brother Feng, don't go to me.

I have long been a homeless person.

I am very happy to meet you in my life.

I made this wallet for you last night and gave it to you, I hope you can cherish it.

I hope……

You can always remember.

In your life, there has been a person whose name is Aman!

…………

"Aman! Aman!"

Feng Yan arrogantly grabbed the stationery, put away the purse and rushed out quickly, but the world was vast, how should he find that slender figure?

**

When it was dawn, the Wulin League launched a general attack on the Blood-Clothed Gate. Because the traitor emerged from the Blood-Clothed Gate, this time the people of the Wulin League found a secret path and quickly attacked the Blood-Clothed Gate's headquarters.

High above the icy throne, Huyan in a red suit is still wearing a butterfly mask, and his eyes are full of cold and bloodthirsty light-

"This seat is here, don't want to live, although come here!"

The hero's home is the battlefield.

The home of Huyan Epilepsy is the blood clothing door.

She, by birth, is a person of blood clothing door. Death is the ghost of the blood-clothed door.

Who does n’t know the name of Hu Yanwei who is in the martial arts? At this time, although everyone had already attacked the headquarters hall, but the momentum of Hu Yanlun was too strong, no one dared to take a step forward.

"He's alone in Huyan, what are so many of us afraid of? Let's go together!"

Among the crowd, I do n’t know who yelled. All of them rushed up with weapons and swarmed. For a time, the whole hall was countless blood and sword spirit.

When Xia Beibei returned to the headquarters of Xueyimen, the hall was full of blood and dead bodies.

Hu Yanlun was also injured at this time, but she still proudly supported her body with her sword and looked at the people around her with cold eyes.

"Master!"

Xia Beibei rushed to Hu Yanlun's side for the first time. When she saw that she was back, Hu Yanlun's eyes changed: "Alan! Why are you back? Nonsense!"

"I didn't play tricks, you have your choice, I have mine."

Xia Beibei smiled and pulled out her sword. She raised her hand and gave a finger, a black figure came from the sky.

This person is naturally Feng Jiutian, and at this time he is still carrying a person, it is the dying joy of being tortured by various tortures in the iron prison!