Floating love for ten thousand years, true love is the only one

20 Who is the real person who is good to her

Qin Feng and Xiao Wei walked out of the city of the mythical beast and came to the forest. Before she came in a hurry to say goodbye to Cai Que and others, she let Qin Feng take them away. Qin Feng kept urging the road for fear of being born halfway, regardless of whether Xiaowei can accept it or not. Anyway, he wants to leave here first. When he returns to the human world, he is not afraid that Xiaowei will repent. Is this love? He just wants to get it.

Xiaowei suddenly shook off his hand and said, "I can't walk. I'm going to take a break."

Qin Feng looked around and left for a while, so he was not so worried. Also with Xiaowei. From just now until now, Xiaowei's breath was cold and scary, and Qin Feng didn't dare to say anything to her, so they had to be silent.

"Do you want to know one of my secrets?" Xiaowei suddenly said. Breaking the silence of the two

"Secrets? What secret?" Qin Feng said curiously.

"Ha ha, what I really look like." Xiaowei brushed the human skin off his face with water sleeves, and the beauty disappeared and was replaced by a face with half of its charred and black scars.

"Ah? Xiaowei? This... why is this you?"

"Haha... You said you loved me, but did you also love me like this?" There was endless bitterness in the laughter. She didn't expect Qin Summit to really fall in love with her. It was just the illusion given to him by the skin, and his panicked expression was also expected by her.

"No, Xiaowei, this is just your blindfold, isn't it? If you don't want to go with me, you won't make up such a reason. Isn't it?" Qin Feng held Xiaowei's shoulders and shook her without any pity, trying to get a positive meaning from her mouth.

"It's just your wishful thinking. This is the real me."

"No, no..." Qin Feng shook his head and stepped back. He couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Xiaowei covered his face and cried. What's the difference between this man and the man thousands of years ago? If this adult Fusheng also hates her so much, should she die? Thinking of this, she felt distressed again and she never had a chance to verify the result again.

"Don't cry, at least you still have me." A gentle wind came softly towards her, and a gentle and familiar feeling warmed her body. She raised her head. Look at a pair of bright peach blossom eyes. The only warmth here is that this person gives it to her.

"Yan Jun?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Have you tortured yourself like this? Why don't you make me feel sad?" Yan Jun looked at her with pity, and his eyes didn't change. He just cherished her more than usual.

"I'm ugly, right?" Xiao Wei asked cautiously, subconsciously covering half of his scorched face.

"It's just a skin, which doesn't make sense to me." He gently separated her hand. In my eyes, you will always be like that. You are beautiful and pitiful.

"Thank you." A gentle word warmed her cold and dead heart several times. She was moved even if there was a god who would never leave her, that was enough. Xiaowei put on the peerless face again and appeared on her face again.

"Qin Feng, thousands of years ago, you were also the only one who was the first. What else do you have to say? What face do you have to say goodbye to Xiaowei? Yan Jun protected Xiaowei beside him and questioned Qin Feng angrily.

"I... Why do you say that? You are also close to Xiaowei for another purpose." Yan Jun also overestimated such a lame. He should not have lived in this world. There was a murderous intention in the depths of Yan Jun's eyes.

"Yan Jun?" Xiao Wei looked at him sadly. Have you all cheated on me? Xiaowei had a heartache in his eyes. Too many troubles had made her bruise all over, and she looked at them with tears in her eyes. One is negative to her and the other is to lie to her.

Yan Jun is even more murderous, and the murderous spirit in the sky makes the surroundings colder. He can't tolerate others hurting Xiaowei. He can't even pay for his actions. Qin Feng couldn't escape this disaster. It seemed that he had to risk his life to fight.

Qin Feng is better off first. Sacrifice the dragon and sword. A long roar echoed in the sky. Yan Jun seemed to be walking leisurely, and there was no panic at all when the big enemy came.

With a quiet movement, this scene is a little worrying. When Qin Feng's sword came towards him with sword spirit, Yan Jun gently pointed with his finger, and the tip of his sword could not move forward like an invisible wall.

Qin Feng's forehead oozed sweat. He had never fought with such a strong opponent. He is just a small fairy, but a god. Such a gap is that no matter how powerful he is, it's useless. People play with him like playing with cats and dogs.

He knows that it's not good to fight for strength like this, and no one is mellow in fighting for spiritual power. There is only one way. He reveals imperceptible flaws. Yan Jun happened to kick him in the heart. He snorted on one knee, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Yan Jun came forward and killed him.

"Wait." Xiaowei stopped him.

"He treats you like that, and you still have to save him." Yan Jun looked at Xiaowei's indescribable bitterness.

"No matter what he said, he is also my old friend. I don't blame him for doing what he did to me. It's better than others who want to take advantage of it." Xiaowei walked over to help Qin Feng.

"Do you mind if I lie to you?" Yan Jun's eyes were even more sad. He couldn't even catch up with this despicable Qin Feng in Xiaowei's heart. He was even more angry and raised his hand to kill him. Unexpectedly, Qin Feng had already prepared to push Xiaowei out of him and slip away. Seeing that his palm was about to fall on Xiaowei, Yan Jun immediately pulled back the spiritual power and sucked the damage caused by the palm back into his body. A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the boredom and depression in my heart were also spewed out. I felt much more refreshed, and my head fell to the ground with a black in front of my eyes.

An hour later, he gradually became conscious and felt a pair of soft silky hands gently stroking his body. The head is soft and warm. A faint body fragrance pours into the nose. He was immersed in this gentleness and didn't want to wake up for a long time. How many days and nights have made him survive tenaciously from the torture of pain. Only the heart that loves her knows that he is worth doing it.

"Did you just suffer from the injury? Why is the injury so serious?" The dark red meat turned out one by one is not terrible. In short, there is no intact place on the body, only the face is not injured.

"These are all my own faults. Is it a punishment for me to deceive you?" Yan Jun was still lying on the ground with Xiaowei's legs under his head.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm."

"How do you feel? Still can't move?"

"Hmm." Yan Jun closed his eyes and his long eyelashes drooped down to cover the bright eyes of the stars, and the corners of his mouth raised to outline the appearance of the crescent moon, which could see the sweetness in his heart. He doesn't ask for too much, just silently beside her. Keep going on like this.

A dark shadow in the depths of the dense forest looked at them in the distance. He had been there for a long time, and the jade flute in his hand emitted a faint green light in the dark. He saw the whole process of things, but he could only be a bystander. It was painful to see them together, but he was still a little relieved.

"Floating life, let's go." The beautiful and refined woman beside her is Jinxi Niangniang.

"Good." After saying that, he didn't look at them anymore. Inadvertently, no one noticed that a drop of water slipped from the bottom of his eyes, slowly splashed on the fallen leaves, and finally melted into the soil and disappeared without a trace.

"Is it better?" After a while, Xiaowei made an inquiry.

"Can you take a break for a while?" Yan Jun said with some scoundrels.

"No, my legs are unconscious. If I don't get up, my legs will be useless." Xiao Weiyi said while poking his leg with his hand.

"Well, it's a long time to come." Yan Juntao also smiled in his eyes, which really enchanted all sentient beings.

"Your face really compares all the goblins." When Xiaowei saw Yan Jun's smile, he suddenly thought of the gentle smile again.

The careful Yan Jun noticed the unhappiness in her heart and quickly changed the topic and said:

"What are you going to do next?" Xiaowei shook his head in silence.

"Since you don't know, let me arrange it." Xiaowei thought for a moment and nodded. Even if he left, it would be the same wherever he went. Yan Jun picked up Xiao Wei on the ground and walked towards the city.

"What are you doing?" Xiaowei broke free from his hand.

"I'll take you back." Yan Jun said calmly.

"Why? I won't go back. Don't you like me? Take me away." Xiaowei kept fighting in her heart. She hated the thing that Yan Jun had made up his mind to let go and let her experience painful torture again. It was so cruel.

"Would you like to ask if you would like to go with me?" Yan Jun stared into her eyes and made her have nowhere to escape from this topic.

"As long as Xiaowei can leave here, I can leave him and go anywhere." Xiao Wei said this in a word.

"Xiao Wei, I like you. But the more I like you, the more I can't see you torture yourself like this. If you really don't miss that floating life, then I will take you away. But now I can't do it. I can't see you sad every day, which hurts me. Yan Jun still stared at her affectionately. Through those deep blue waves, I could see her heartbroken wounds.

"I'm sorry." Xiaowei apologized to Yan Jun for the misunderstanding just now. This man loved harder than her. It also hurts.

"Well, in this case, let's go back. If you don't want to get too close to them, we can slowly follow them. Don't let them know."

Yan Jun, who knew her, nodded gently and agreed. Leave everything to him, and she doesn't want to think about distracting any more.

The beauty is not old, where will we meet tonight?

The face of the city is illusory, and he has been separated from the world every day.