Chapter 572 I Forbid You To Die

The dagger stabbed violently into her chest, Lan Xiyan closed her eyes, waiting for the last moment to come.

The arm was suddenly grabbed, and the dagger in his hand was snatched away. There was only a "bang", the dagger fell to the ground, and the bound hands could no longer make any movements.

Lan Xiyan opened her eyes abruptly, and looked at the person in front of her, her pupils constricted suddenly, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Under the moonlight, he was wearing a bright red robe, which fluttered in the wind and made a sound of hunting.Silver-white long hair flowed all over her body, draped behind her back, and some fell on her chest, swaying left and right with the wind blowing.

The hair brushed gently against his cheeks, itching, with his unique faint fragrance, which made people addicted.

Her brows are picturesque, with a faint light shining in her crimson pupils, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes raised slightly upwards, and there is a hint of anger on her face.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and he stretched out his hand to hold Lan Xiyan's arm tightly, stopping her movement just now.

"Xiao Yan'er, I won't let you die."

His voice was still full of magnetism as always, melodious and clear, passing by her ears like the sound of heaven, it made her heart skip a few beats.

But at this moment, his face was a little pale, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Crouching in front of her, his footsteps were a little unsteady, and he almost fell down.

It wasn't a dream, he was really in front of her eyes, and the pain from her arm made Lan Xiyan wake up instantly.

"let me go."

With thin lips and light teeth, Lan Xiyan spoke coldly, without any emotion in her eyes, she struggled hard, just wanting to break free from his restraint immediately.

"Why do you want to die? Xiao Yan'er, do you want me? I'm here, I'll take you home."

Letting go of her hand, Feng Feili raised his hand to caress her cheek, eyes full of pity.

Fool, why do extreme things?
What if he comes a step late?He was so afraid that he would not have time to protect her, take her home and give her the warmth she wanted.

"Do you want to kill me again? Feng Feili, since your sword pierced my chest, there is no relationship between us."

"A sword in my heart, scars all over my body, it's all thanks to you, isn't it? I have nothing left, can you let me go? I'm tired."

Lan Xiyan spoke coldly, opened his hand, and rolled up his sleeve to reveal his white arm. Although the wound had scabbed over, there were still faint marks where the python whipped him.

One by one, criss-crossing and covering the entire arm, and no part of the back is intact.

"Xiao Yan'er, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well, so I caused you to suffer so much. I won't do it anymore. I will protect you well and won't let you suffer any more. "

Looking at the wound on her arm, Feng Feili's eyes dimmed, and endless guilt came over his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable and astringent.

The pain in the left atrium was severe. If he had been by her side at that time, she would not have suffered so much pain.

The tragic scene outside the Liuli Palace and her dying appearance on the edge of the cliff deeply hurt his heart. If he was one step slower, he would lose her forever.

"Thank you for your protection, and thank you for being kind to me. It's so good that you want to stab me with your own sword, so good that you beat me all over with bruises and bruises. It's just for your demon pill to get back what belongs to you."

Lan Xiyan took a step back, looked up at Feng Feili, her eyes were cold, she kept talking, venting her grievance and unwillingness during this period.

(End of this chapter)

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