Chapter 1666

Yantao didn't speak.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

"In a bad mood?" xuanming smiled gently: "because of Yuan Jing?"

After the man's faint and gentle voice fell, Yan Tao didn't speak for a long time, but was silent.

Until xuanming thought he wouldn't answer, the boy suddenly opened his mouth.

"He is my brother, who once entrusted everything to his comrades in arms."

The young peach blossom's eyes moved slightly, and boundless pain spread from the bottom of his heart: "in the past 11 years, he protected me with his body. Three times his life was in danger, and his mental strength nearly collapsed. Twelve times he was seriously injured. In addition, there were countless minor injuries."

The young man's voice is as clear as water, falling to the extreme, as if it were a misty wind blowing by his ears.

People can't help but feel pain at the bottom of their heart.

Xuanming was silent.

Yan Tao sat alone in the room.

Outside the window, the cool light fell on the earth and reflected on the boy through the gap between the windows.

Her already white cheeks were reflected more and more pale and bleak.

Yantao suddenly raised his hand and clasped the fingertip of his right hand in front of his chest.

The tight lips spilled bright red blood silently.

The blood slid down her smooth chin and dropped on the blood stained white clothes.

Once again bloomed a piece of blood red flowers.

"It's not your fault."

Xuanming only said a pale consolation after all.

Yan Tao smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth.

At the moment, her smile no longer showed natural and unrestrained.

On the contrary, it showed three points of weakness.

"Xuanming, do me a favor."

Yan Tao raised his chin slightly and looked up at the sky outside the window: "help me see if Qin Zong will be safe."

Xuanming raised his eyebrows and said, "you know my rules."

Yan Tao's tone was very light: "what do you want to know?"

"Your injury."

She casually knocked on the handle of the chair under her hand, smiled and sighed: "sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

Yan Tao casually wiped the bright red blood stains on his lips, with a light tone: "my mental strength has been seriously damaged and has fallen to Grade A."

She had suffered a mental breakdown last time and only recovered slightly. She was attacked so strongly again that her body could not carry it.

Opposite, xuanming sneered, "it's a miracle that you can live to this day."

Yan Tao smiled: "of course."

"Remember what you said to me the second time we met?"

Xuanming: "I said, it's a miracle that you haven't died yet."

"So..." Yantao casually leaned back on the chair, "don't talk about this repeated nonsense in the future."

Xuanming rolled his eyes.

"Help me."

Opposite, Yantao is urging.

Xuanming held his chin in his hand, and a dazzling light was hidden in his pale golden eyes. The corner of his lips turned up and began to sneer: "it's worthy of being the Yan master of the romantic empire. He's dying. You can remember to help others measure their safety. You really met true love..."

"Now, do I have to praise you - love saint?"

Yan Tao regarded his ridicule as nothing.

At the moment, her spirit has been a little tired, and her upper and lower eyelids are constantly fighting.

If it hadn't been supported by strong willpower, I'm afraid I would have passed out.

She said coldly "Test or not?"

"Test, of course."

Xuanming said, "I said. I will follow you and help you until you die."