Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Xie Yinxiang cried and scolded: "At this time, you are still laughing."

"Jiang Xiaoran, let go, or I'll really be mad at you!"

Jiang Xiaoran's other hand had already grabbed her arm.

Xie Yinxiang was pulled up almost halfway by him.

However, the soldiers saw that near the bulge of the cliff, the cracks from the earth were becoming more and more obvious.

They are going to fall together.

A wolf soldier frowned and immediately said: "Quick, take off your robe, tie it together, and then tie it to Colonel Jiang's ankle!"

At least one can save one.

Jiang Xiaoran grabbed Xie Yinxiang, the clothes on his arms were stained with blood.

Although it was a moment of life and death, because she was by his side, Jiang Xiaoran had a long-lost sense of happiness in his heart.

Looking at Xie Yinxiang's red and tearful eyes, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, even more happy.

"Why are you crying, Jiang Xiaoye, I have experienced everything, and I have no regrets in this short half of my life. It's you who went to the Naihe Bridge with me, and you may feel that you are at a loss."

After he said these words, most of the floating soil under him broke, and half of Jiang Xiaoran's body fell.

Xie Yinxiang's face turned pale.

For a moment, she couldn't say anything, she only looked at Jiang Xiaoran with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Xiaoran smiled and asked, "What are you looking at, are you scared?"

Xie Yinxiang wept bitterly: "I want to remember you clearly, lest I forget what you look like when I die, and I don't know who to settle on the Naihe Bridge."

Jiang Xiaoran pretended to be displeased: "Remember that I can, but you are not allowed to forget me. Xie Yinxiang, you remember that the person who was close to you before death was me, Jiang Xiaoran!"

Sudden!

A cold voice came in.

"At this time, save your life before talking nonsense."

Jiang Xiaoran was startled: "Si Ming!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone lifted his shoulders and pulled him up.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Yinxiang was also mentioned by Ye Siming.

Before the two could stand firm, they were pushed to a safe place by Ye Siming.

As soon as Ye Siming swept away, the position they were standing on collapsed completely.

Jiang Xiaoran hugged Xie Yinxiang and looked at the broken cliff with lingering fears.

His eyes finally moved to the young man in front of them.

Behind Ye Siming was the dark blue night gradually spreading up, his tall and tall figure, and those calm and cold eyes. His appearance gave everyone incomparable peace of mind.

Jiang Xiaoran didn't cry just now, but when he saw Ye Siming, he couldn't help his nose sore.

"Good brother! I remember this kindness!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaoran finished speaking, there was the sound of a carriage rushing over there.

Gu Nuo'er almost leaned half of her body out of the window.

Her fair face the size of a slap was full of anxiety: "Sister Yinxiang, are you alright!"

However, Gu Nuo'er just finished speaking, and when she turned her eyes, she saw the young man who made her think about it.

When her eyes met, she couldn't help but be taken aback.

In the sky, the deep blue meets the fading red sunset.

Ye Siming stood there, like a painting.

His long eyebrows were cold, and his thin eyes were deep.

After the carriage stopped, Gu Nuoer immediately picked up the curtain and skirt, trying to run towards him.

However, Ye Siming suddenly raised his voice: "Don't move, I'll come here."

Everyone saw that the princess really stopped.

The girl obediently lifted the curtain of the carriage, half-sitting on the edge and watching him.

When Ye Siming approached, Gu Nuo'er looked up at her greasy face, and under her dark eyebrows, Jian Shui's Qiutong was full of tears.

Before she could say what she missed, her hands were already clenched into fists, and she hit Ye Siming hard.