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The fierce confrontation shook the ice ridges, and Ye Wushang's body was suppressed. He was seriously injured before, so he leaned against the side to recover his strength.

Qi Ye is the only one who supports it.

At the face of an undead monster, the other party was completely angry again, with a violent expression, and Qi Ye struggled to deal with it.

Ye Weilan watched him hit the chest by a fist.

He looked at the wounds after wounds on his body.

Seeing him vomiting blood at the corner of his lips, his eyes were always as sharp as a knife.

Those injuries to Qi Ye were magnified unlimitedly in her eyes. She had not seen them in the dark before, so she could bear it.

But in this place, she could clearly see every bit of injury Qi Ye suffered.

There is no pain, which is more unbearable than watching your beloved get hurt and you are powerless...

In Ye Weilan's eyes, Qi Ye's figure was reflected in his eyes. He jumped out with a sharp blade, slashing horizontally and vertically.

He was hit by the other party's fist and vomited blood. He wiped it off. He smiled fiercely, as if he was not afraid of pain, and then pounced on him fiercely.

How can it not hurt?

She usually cried in pain when she was hit by her arm, and she had to throw herself into his arms and let him coax her to be able to get better.

If such a heavy punch falls on her, she will die if she doesn't use it for a moment...

Qi Ye is strong, he is also a human being. Ye Weilan is with him every day, kissing him and stroking his beautiful body. She knows more than anyone else. Qi Ye is also a human being...

It’s not that he is not afraid of pain, he is just more tolerant than society…

Another fist was smashed down, and Ye Weilan heard the sound of a broken bone.

Tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, and Ye Weilan murmured to himself, "Don't hit Qi Ye..."

Qi Ye took a step back and swept the blade out. The opponent lost one hand, and the speed was as fast as a ghost, surpassing the speed of ordinary people.

He blew the flute again.

Qi Ye and Ye Wushang let out a muffled groan at the same time.

How much pain does it take to make these two strong men make a sound?

Ye Weilan cried and shouted, "Don't beat it anymore...Don't beat it anymore..."

She began to climb up the ladder, and Perlangodo said that she could relieve Qi Ye's pain, so she wanted to go to him,

His hands fell on the ice, and the cold was numb and painful. Ye Weilan had no sense of consciousness and climbed straight up, but unfortunately he only crawled two steps and fell down again.

She didn't give up and continued to climb forward while crying, as if she was in a kind of nightmare, "Don't hit Qi Ye...please... don't hit Qi Ye..."

Qi Ye's body was knocked out again, and his back was pressed against the ice surface, and a touch of purple appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The smell of blood spreads, and large pieces of red liquid fall on the ground, which is both vexing and terrifying.

The man repelled Qi Ye and walked towards Ye Weilan. He looked at the woman who was struggling to move upwards, and a hint of hunger appeared in his eyes.

He needs...her blood...

He had just taken two steps, and his strong murderous intent fell from the sky. He slid out and avoided the consequences of his neck being cut off.

The mute eyes fell on Qi Ye's face. Can this man really not be beaten to death?

A trace of murderous intent flashed through his eyes. Anyway, he had a son, and the Ye family had descendants, so there was no need to keep them anymore.

The remaining hand of the other party suddenly slid out of his sleeve, and his figure flashed quickly, and came to Qi Ye and slashed it with a fierce knife.

Ye Weilan looked up and saw this scene, and his soul flew away, "No--"
Chapter completed!