"It's an old knowledge, morning, let's go see your mother..."

He coveted the phoenix poems in his arms and frowned.

At the moment just now, he has used all his power to temporarily save her life.

Unfortunately, he can only protect her for a while, and now she can only save her...

......

The sun sets.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell from the sky and fell on the woman in the pavilion.

The woman raised her hand and took the domineering. Her fingers gently twirled her long hair and smiled lightly: "Hey, are you coming back?"

Ink stopped his footsteps and looked up at the woman in the red dress.

Like the first encounter of 10,000 years ago, he was surprised by his eyes. After that, he was destined to live with him.

"Yan Yan, I came across the road to you, I met an old man, can you help me save her..."

Younger frowning.

This time, Bai Yanfang had forgotten the woman who was held in her arms by the young girl. She frowned and slowly stood up from the pavilion and walked slowly toward the boy.

"She is the person in the field of heaven?"

Looking at the woman's face for a moment, Bai Yan's eyes flashed a touch of surprise.

If she remembers correctly, this woman is also a person in the field of heaven. Now it seems that it is more related to the relationship between the ink and the ink. It can be seen that the ink separation has been related to the field of heaven.

However, now she has no time to ask so many things, her eyes completely fall on the Feng Shi poetry.

Under the sun, the woman's face was white and white, and she was quietly lying in the arms of the teenager. Under the ray of light, the skin was white and there was no trace of blood.

Bai Yan’s face is a little deep: “Her her heart has been attacked. If the heart is hit hard, it will die. If I didn’t guess wrong, you use your own power to temporarily lock her heart, which makes her not immediately death……"

"Yan Yan, can she still save?"

Ink looked away from the white face, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

Bai Yan has been stunned for a while: "There is no way to save. Your strength can stay in her body for a while. She will not die for a while. So, I am going to prepare something. By the way, you tell me. What happened."

"it is good."

Momo nodded slightly, he came here, he is ready to tell Yan Yan all things, whether she believes...

He will not continue to hide her.

"Little Mi."

Bai Yan fainted.

In an instant, a huge body rushed from the front, and in the blink of an eye it fell in front of Bai Yan.

Bai Yan raised his hand and took the poems from the ink of the ink, and placed them on the back of Xiaomi.

"You take her to rest, and, to help me prepare something..."

After the things to be prepared were told, Bai Yan looked up and went to the ink, and the tone suddenly and seriously: "Hey, we should talk about it now."

"Yan Yan, what do you want to know, I am willing to tell you."

The eyes of the teenager are as pure as water, and the white figure is clearly reflected.

"The person who killed Xuanwu at the beginning, isn't you, can you?" Bai Yan squinted, her sleeves sitting on the gazebo, leaning her legs and asking.

I squinted at the ink and licked the lips: "It's me, not me."

"What do you mean?" Bai Yan's brows wrinkled more and more tightly.

"My body is under control, so Xuanwu is indeed killed by my hand."

Is the body under control?

The face of Bai Yan flashed a strange, and then calmed down again: "Was the person who controls your body grows exactly like you?"

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