Chapter 3007 Life and death together

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An Yi looked at the man infatuatedly. His bright red clothes dragged the snow-white pear blossoms blooming in the night wind under his feet. The dark night could not hide his charming figure standing proudly. The cold moonlight shone on his beautiful face, and An Yi's eyes gradually blurred, so blurry that he couldn't see his facial features or him.

She was dazzled by his thin face and his jaw, which was as white and shiny as a knife.

Feng Qingchen snatched Little Lanfu and held her in her arms, then kicked down the black-clothed guard beside him.

At this moment, a warm and soft figure threw herself into his arms.

The cool wind rustled as the two people crossed the endless sea and mountains and finally got close to each other.

Feng Qingchen tilted his head slightly, his beautiful and charming phoenix eyes slowly raised, and the cold and sinister look at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows slowly melted away. He held the little blue fugitive in one hand and raised it with the other. His white and strong fingers revealed the essence. Red sleeves, fingertips caressing the woman's face.

He once thought that he would die alone in this Dongdu Kingdom. He once thought that he would really let go. But love is the kindness of day and night in a pot and a wok. It is the gentleness of getting along with each other all the time. From the moment he sees destiny, Starting from his whole body, the feeling of being unable to let go seemed to be gnawing at the bones. Even if the sky wanted to destroy him from beginning to end, he wanted to hug this woman into his arms.

"An Yi!" Feng Qingchen said in a low voice.

An Yi raised her eyes, his voice was so gentle, lingering in her ears like sugar; his tone was so lingering that it seemed to swallow up all her sanity.

The warm lips and tongue fell on the woman's cold and pale lips, making her shiver with warmth.

It is real, it is her man, whether it is Feng Qingchen or Feng Shisan, he is the man she loves and the man who loves her.

Anyi intuitively stretched out her hand, touched the hair as smooth as silk, and then pressed it tightly into the man's arms.

She couldn't wait to rub her flesh and blood into the man's body, and she would not let go no matter if the sky fell apart and the earth shattered.

Anyi's tears suddenly flowed down. She cried because of joy and because the man escaped death.

Feng Qingchen looked at the ugly little face of the woman crying. She had never cried like this before. At this time, she was like a little child, wronged and pitiful, but there was clear joy in her eyes. She held tightly Di held his wrist softly and cried so hard that her whole body shook. Her whole little face was buried in the crook of his neck, and she shouted incomprehensible sentences.

Feng Qingchen hugged An Yi tightly, and even little Lanfu reached out and stroked An Yi's hair.

An Yi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Qingchen longingly. At this time, Feng Qingchen finally understood her words. She was repeating one sentence word for word: "Don't leave me again..."

Feng Qingchen curled her lips and leaned down, her red lips pressed against her forehead, her breath was trembling, "No, never again, no matter what, I will hold on to you, no matter where you go from now on." Your place is for us to disappear together in this incident. Even if the world doesn't tolerate it, I will never let go of your hand. We live and die together!"

An Yi laughed softly, her smile and tears merging together. She tightly grasped his crimson sleeves, her sad, sad, child-like eyes slowly became firm.

We will be together in life and death, we will be together forever.