The Road Turns White Tonight

Gu Yebai's style is very fierce. Be tough on the enemy, be harder on yourself. Fighting for his own injuries, he must also hit the other party within a few strokes.

Because I don't know if the other party has reinforcements, he must resolve these people in the shortest possible time and leave as soon as possible. Only in this way can the two be safe.

Someone keeps falling down.

At the other end of the window, the sweat on my head was dense, and my heart was almost unbearable, but Youyan's eyes were sparkling, not him! not him! It's not him who fell!

However, the color of his white shirt was no longer, and every time a person fell, there was an extra blood mark on his body.

With such injuries, what is the limit of a person. A wry smile, sweat dripped into her eyes, mixed with tears, and made her want to cry.

Finally, the headed man with the scar also fell to the ground.

The tip of the knife was frozen, and he pointed coldly at the other side. Gu Yebai smiled lazily, and the heavy pupil shot out, "Go!"

The scar covered the **** wound on her body, and resentfully said, "You're ruthless! We must report this hatred!"

The people struggled from the ground, and instantly poured into darkness.

This assassination seemed to be windless.

Gu Yebai looked around coldly, until there was no sound.

Suddenly the impact came, and he felt a slight shock, looking down, and a pair of white hands tightly around his waist.

Slim body, hugging him tightly behind. Gently rubbing his head on his sweaty clothes, carefully avoiding his wounds again.

Turning silently, taking off her hand, she looked at her tears indifferently.

"It will hurt, what should I do?" She panicked, trying to reach for the scar on his body, but she was afraid of hurting him.

"Can't die." There was a little indifference in his tone.

You talked for a while, alienated again after this life and death.

fair enough. They shouldn't have intersected anymore. She wondered.

Being able to die with each other, but sometimes not necessarily coexisting, is like misfortune and blessing. How many people can share misfortune, but cannot share blessings.

She stepped back with interest. Gu Yebai narrowed his eyes and looked sideways.

Suddenly, the smell of blood rust rushed into the air, and he was shocked without any hesitation. He fluttered forward and covered him, hugging him tightly.

Gu Yebai's heart shook, and the black shadow approached obliquely. The dagger was pierced on her back. The position where the blade fell was originally his waist.