Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"You lost."

She looked at Jun Aohan coldly.

"However, you can rest assured that I will never kill you."

"Follow me, I let her go."

Jun Aohan lowered his head and looked at Ye Qingli, who was behind him.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other affectionately.

Although the surroundings are all life and death.

However, in the eyes of the two, it seems that there is no other existence at all.

The eyes are filled with only myself ...

"I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore."

Jun Aohan's voice is still very low and firm.

From his voice, it seemed that he couldn't hear it, he had any depressed mood.

However, Ye Qingli behind him was able to see clearly.

On his back, large pieces of blood were flowing along the battle armor.

The injury is so serious ...

It was so serious that even her panacea was powerless.

After all, it is still too weak ...

For a moment, Ye Qingli hated it and was so weak.

So much so that when it is necessary to guard the love of two people.

She was helpless.

Can only be blocked by Jun Aohan.

If she can be stronger ...

The deep pain made her heart feel like the pain bitten by thousands of insect ants.

A feeling of powerlessness filled her heart.

Let her almost need only one mouth, and her throat is dry and painful like a knife cut.

However, she had a brilliant smile on her face.

Just like the joy that comes from the heart at the wedding.

"It's alright."

Her smile was as bright and splendid as when the two first met.

"Then let's go together."

Her voice was soft, as if talking about things that had nothing to do with herself.

"Anyway, we live together and die together."

She raised the corner of her mouth reluctantly, showing a slight smile.

Fingers gently touched his cheek.

"Anyway, I have been with you for so long, I made it."

The atmosphere in the square is very calm.

Everyone stopped their hands now.

They all know that this war is over.

No winner!

However, Mo Ziqing's heart was as uncomfortable as being hollowed out.

Finally, unable to recover ...

Feng Ziluan raised his hand.

On her white palms, at this time, the joints were exposed, and the green muscles burst.

His face is extremely ugly.

Jun Aohan's eyes that completely ignored her made her feel deeply humiliated.

"Everyone except him ... kill them!"

This was originally a wrong battle!

Now, it's over!

Above the head, it was as dark as ink.

I don't know when, the dark clouds have completely covered the entire sky.

Only in the clouds, a faint light appeared.

Shining on Feng Ziluan's face made her expression look very strange.

however……

Just when Feng Ziluan's hand was just halfway through.

"boom!"

Overhead, there was a deafening sound of death!

A thunder, split from the air!

Raising his hand weapon, the face is grim, wanting a holy order to step forward.

Directly hit by that thunder!

Then he didn't even have time to scream.

In an instant, the body directly became coke!

No resistance!

"Fourth!"

A holy order beside him shouted in shock!

Then, regardless of everything, he flew up and tried to save his brother.