The host always wants to flirt with the villain after being bad

Chapter 83
Song Huaiye and An Yangyi suddenly had a quarrel, both of them knew that they were both reborn, so this fight also involved disputes from previous lives.

The carriage was speeding through the forest, and the fallen leaves were picked up from the ground.

Several hidden guards behind him shuttled through the woods, chasing the carriage closely.

Song Huaiye's ears moved slightly, and he angrily scolded An Yangyi beside him.

"Shut up, someone is chasing you."

An Yangyi looked behind subconsciously, and there were several black shadows threatening to follow behind the carriage.

Seeing this scene, An Yangyi panicked instantly, tugging at Song Huai's sleeves, urging him to ride the horse quickly.

Song Huaiye's forehead hurt suddenly, and he couldn't understand how he fell in love with such a woman at the moment.

Jiang Tingting's eyes in the carriage were cold. She didn't know when she untied the rope, and a sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, which was directly on An Yangyi's neck.

An Yangyi was frightened by the sudden appearance of Leng Jian, she tremblingly turned her head and saw Jiang Tingting with a loose and dangerous expression.

Before she could speak, Jiang Tingting cut her side neck with a sword in his hand, and the blood flowed out instantly as if off the brakes, and the piercing pain caused An Yangyi to howl heart-piercingly...

Song Huaiye was startled, the carriage almost turned over, but he still kept on driving, but An Yangyi was thrown out of the carriage, fell heavily to the ground and was caught by the hidden guards behind him.

"Listen, calm down."

Jiang Tingting calmed down with a hammer, she just wanted to vent her anger now, not to mention that these two people ruined her wedding, they dared to tie her up and beat her.

Destiny's Child has to live to be 70 and not die...

Jiang Tingting paused for a moment with the sword in his hand, and then smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Holding the sword cut off Song Huaiye's arm simply.

【323: Host greatly Σ(°△°|||)︴】

With one arm broken, you can still live to be 70 years old.

Song Huaiye let out a cry of pain, he never expected Jiang Tingting to be so cruel.

Because of a broken arm, Song Huaiye lost control of the carriage, and both of them were thrown out on the edge of a sharp turn.

Jiang Tingting almost fell off the cliff, but thanks to Xie Chengchao who appeared in time and grabbed her arm, she managed to stand on the edge of the cliff.

"Listen, it's okay!"

Before Jiang Tingting could calm down, he suddenly realized that his ankle was tightly grasped by a hand.

It was Song Huaiye, the corners of his mouth raised with an uncontrollable sternness.

"Since it is irreparable, then I will destroy you and die with me!"

Song Huaiye pulled Jiang Tingting with all his strength, and Jiang Tingting fell down.

Xie Chengchao held Jiang Tingting's hand with red eyes.

"Song Huaiye!! Let go and listen!!"

On the edge of the cliff, Jiang Tingting was gripped tightly by Xie Chengchao on the cliff, and her ankle was tightly pulled by Song Huaiye, who undoubtedly carried the desire to die with her...

The veins on Xie Chengchao's forehead bulged, he couldn't bear the weight of two people at all, his arm was a little bit broken, if he didn't let go, the arm would really be lost.

"Xie Chengchao..."

Jiang Tingting's eyes became more tender, and the wind blew her red wedding dress floating.

"Listen! Don't let go! I can save you!" Xie Chengchao's eyes were red as he tightened his grip on Jiang Tingting's wrist.

"I want to marry you too..."

Under Xie Chengchao's scarlet eyes and heart-piercing call, Jiang Tingting pushed his hand away...

"Listen-listen!!"

[323: The host caused the death point to advance due to the injury of the child of destiny...]

The clothes are fluttering, the wind blows the red wedding dress, and the falling colors are bright...

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Xie Chengchao's perspective

The white cloth fluttered in the wind on the mourning hall, and the general in red was holding the tablet, with a gentle but slightly sullen expression.

"Listen... Liar, you promised to marry me..."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of worship..."

The mourning hall was empty, and Xie Chengchao held the memorial tablet and worshiped the heaven and the earth. This scene looked strange.

After worshiping heaven and earth, the man lay down in the coffin, gently embraced the body of the woman in red, and murmured:
"Little dark guard, wait for me."

A smear of blood spilled from the corner of Xie Chengchao's mouth, and he slowly closed his eyes...

(End of this chapter)