Qiao Qiao burst into tears.

Suddenly.

The figure of the female killer moved like a ghost, and the cold sword moved towards Long Fei's eyebrows.

Qiaoqiao exclaimed, "No!"

Long Fei stood motionless.

Han Jian stopped half a centimeter away from his eyebrows. The female killer was slightly startled and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Long Fei said bluntly: "Afraid, I am more afraid of death than anyone else, but she is everything to me, and her life is much more important than mine."

"She's just a little maid. She's just pretty. Is she worth your life to protect?" The female killer said with some confusion in her tone.

Long Fei said without hesitation: "It's worth it!"

because.

Qiaoqiao was the first person who was kind to him in this world.

She was willing to sacrifice her precious body for him. From that moment on, Long Fei swore that he would keep this silly girl even if he died.

"Tick!"

"Tick..."

Blood suddenly dripped from the female killer's sleeves.

Long Fei was secretly surprised, "Are you injured?"

The female killer's body shook slightly, the cold sword slipped from her hand, her eyes blurred, and she fell directly into Long Fei's arms, begging and saying: "Help me!"

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Chapter completed!