Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

He frowned slightly and looked forward. He saw the three men fall to the ground, his life and death unknown. The leaves of the woods tumbled, and the soldiers arrived. In front of him, the men's white clothes prevailed in the snow, and a blue silk spread over their shoulders, saying it was blue silk, but black and white were half black and white, and the colour was gray.

His eyes were bright compared to his dark hair, but they were blue.

Who the hell is this man? A gentle glimpse, but it's like a potion. He listened to me talking to him. You two look familiar?

“Why don't you go?” The blue-eyed man whispered.

”" Thank you for saving us, "cried Maple, suddenly shocked at Xi-feng and took her into her arms.“ I'll see you soon, my son. ”

“You don't have to thank me! You don't need to know who I am. Get her out of here!” The blue-eyed man looked forward and interrupted him cold.

The White War Maple also stopped talking, picked up the pixie and immediately carried out light work and left.

The blue-eyed man suddenly turned back and stared at the back of the disappearance of the White War Maple. He bowed down gently, but his mouth slowly smiled a little bitterly.

And it's hard for her to remember hanging one of his hair colors. Perhaps, no matter how many more rounds, her personality will not change. That is the personality that Dragon King Longhao, Snow Wolf King Xue and the gods of war love.

It's also the sex he wants to love but never deserves to love.

How come there's another round? If she does not die in complete solitude in her life, she will extinguish the smoke and dissipate in the heavens and the earth.

Watching her suffer, how many times he tried to take her away at all costs, but he couldn't.

That's not what she wants!

She said in the antique store, his hair was white? Antique store? What antique store? Who's after him? Will that be the future?

He frowned slightly and her unintentional words were his ordeal.

The power of awakening was so great that he could hardly bear it. Everything in the heavens and the earth had its laws. He was the strangest being in the heavens and the earth and had his own mission. But when he saw that her life was in danger and had another opportunity, he came out.

Once he is infected with the killing, he will lose his life. The darkness of his hair just indicates the length of his life.

In the Storage Hall, when he first woke up, he went to see her, his hair was still black; but then he did a killing for her, killing two people, luring someone away with one thing, and his hair became this color now.

If all his hair turns white, that's when he disappears forever.

He had to kill someone, and that's the only way to draw that person away, maybe, not to say that person, because, like him, a part of that person was awake, a demigod.

Because a person's elbow restraint prevents that person from getting too involved in Zisu's life, the consequences are unimaginable if the person who restrained his elbow returns to him once he dies.

Without him, two other extremely dangerous gods are awakening.

These three gods, either of them, will destroy the purple suds of this life. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Among them, the man who Zisu missed the most, still had his destiny in his previous life, constantly hurting her. In fact, as long as he could see his mind waking up, a thousand years ago, as the only god in the heavens and the earth capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, forcing the emperor to retreat from the throne, to let everything sleep and regenerate, who could resist him?

The blue eyes became lazy and indifferent with a handful of hair on the front end of the eye.

Dozens of men shook their faces, he laughed arrogantly, jumped up and heard only a few shouts of panic. In this reckless deep forest, where did the white man just now exist?

In a giant mountain stone, a snow-white beast looks cold at the prey in front of it.

His eyes were cold, his eyelids hurt and itched, and his eyes opened slowly.

She ignored the pain in her abdomen, but cried feebly: "Brother, blue eyes...”

Suddenly, she sat up in shock and saw the white maple lying beside her with blood.

She looked around and realized she was in a stone hole, and some droplets dripped along the clock milk on top of her head. The sound of the water leaching from the outside seems to be raining.

She worked hard on the floor over the body of the White War Maple, only to see his face pale and grey, one lip completely bloody, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, she looked down, only to see the speckled blood on her body, some white medicine end.

Brother is such a fool, so badly wounded, but don't forget to save her first.

She was delighted to know that it was a life-saving gold-creating drug, tearing the bottle apart from the man and pouring it on his wound, one by one.

After all this, she trembled and picked up his sword… the arrow on him was to be taken out!

Xuan's eyes were about to close, but she dared not sleep. The situation of the White War Maple was too unstable, she fell asleep, she stretched her sleeves to tears, it rained outside, and she could not see the flame.

Blood on her hands, arrows on the ground she dared not count, she never did these, sword his flesh open, she was scared, he was a strong man, but she made him hum several times.

She knows how much pain she inflicted on him by her bad behavior, but there's nothing she can do! These sharp things can't stay in his body.

I don't know how long it's been since I've been in here. It's getting dark. It's almost dusk. She doesn't dare to rush out, but his injuries... She's really scared.

But what we can do now is... wait!

They'll be fine! The forbidden army is large. Once they climb the mountain, they will defeat the enemy. If they cannot find her, they will search the mountain.

“Brother, we'll be fine! You have to support it.” She looked at the White War Maple and muttered, not knowing whether to comfort him or to comfort herself.

His lips were extremely white, his face was bright and red, his forehead was covered with sweat. She wiped him gently with her sleeves. He unwittingly grabbed her hand and lowered his voice: “Little brother, five and seven...”

Xuanxiao, thinking of five or seven, suddenly closed his eyes, dared not think about it again, in such a situation, how can five or seven survive?

Five and seven are her few friends! But he died saving them.

Five and seven are his brothers, and what should she give him back?

That's life. She can't afford it. Come on.

Five and seven said, treat his young master well.

The White War Maple almost died for her.

She shuddered and pulled the same thing out of her arms, clutching her hand to the wooden comb, and she whispered.

“It's cold...”

In a shock, he retracted the comb into his arms, slightly forcefully opened the hand he was holding, the other hand went to visit his forehead, and helped him keep his clothes tight.

His forehead was burning like a fire. No wonder he had a fever.

At this time, he couldn't care less, pulled his belt and unwrapped his outer robe onto him.

It didn't work, he was still trembling and wrapped up in pain.

She panicked and confused and suddenly remembered the flint they used, reaching into his clothes to find it.

Yes! She was delighted, rubbing it staggered, but no half a silk flame exited, and the stone had been soaked with blood from his body. Besides, there was nothing to burn in the hole.

She couldn't even do this little thing, she cried and laughed, threw the flint on the floor, thought about it, bite his teeth, take off his midget, walk to the hole, hand it out, get wet, run back to him, open his clothes slightly, help him wipe his body down.

“Sister-in-law...”

Noisy and anxious footsteps, mixed with the sound of terror, a slight frown, slowly opened his eyes and sat up.

Oh, what is this?

There were no tears, and Xuan just wanted to laugh.

She waited a long time for someone to finally come.