The man in black clothes stood tall in the wind, and the sadness in his eyes flashed past.

"She won't promise you!---"

For a long time, he said so --- but he didn't have the slightest bit of courage in his heart.

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"Patron saint, leave! Where did you come from, where do you go back!"

With his hands on his hips, Dongfang Yexiu raised his eyebrows and said slyly---

Want to sneak in while he's not looking?

There is no door, and I will definitely know that the people of the Huang clan will not agree, so I found a reason to sneak out to gamble --- No, it happened to be blocked ---

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silence---

Yin Wenmao looked at the man in front of him without saying a word, his brows were frowned, as if he was thinking about a solution to the matter.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Okay, this is very good---"

Then, his body moved with extreme speed, his clothes fluttered, and the next moment, he disappeared slowly---

Dongfang Yexiu frowned, and went straight to meet him---

With a "bang", the light rushed into the night, startling the waves of the night.

In an instant, the duel between the men seemed to have just kicked off.

The man in black had a sinister smile on his lips that became more and more bloodthirsty, while the man in black still had a plain, dusty face -- no expression.

But it has been slowly duel unconsciously.

"Facial paralysis is coming!"

All of a sudden, a homely voice slowly overflowed, from far to near, as if waiting for something.

Yin Wenmao's body stiffened instantly---

Slowly turn around and look-----

Under the night, the woman in red balanced her hands, and slowly flew towards this side as if stepping on the air under her feet.

The redness in her eyes, and the red hair complement each other——

Such a woman is gorgeous but not artificial, rigid but charming and coquettish----

Yin Wenmao fell in love with her instantly---

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Ling Yi slowly landed in front of him, raised his foot and walked slowly a few steps, and stood still, with a calm expression under his long eyelashes.

"Facial paralysis, are you here?"

She greeted again—

At this moment, she felt a lot of guilt in her heart.

She made him worry-------

"Well, I'm here to pick you up!"

Yin Wenmao spoke frankly and directly, and he hoped that she could give him a direct and positive answer.

Ling Yi frowned, his eyes flickered---

Involuntarily, he slowly turned his gaze to the man on the other side.

He has already looked into his eyes with just one glance, and there is the kind of oppressive hope that she never wants to see from anyone's eyes-------

"Can I not go back"? I want to get married!"

Suddenly, she looked at Dongfang Yexiu and spoke directly, with a lot of exhaustion in her voice——

"no!"

A resolute voice sounded, and Yin Wenmao was holding her shoulders tightly, trying to let her see her eyes clearly, and let her know that there is another man who is waiting for her to look back------- ---------

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Pause --- Calm ---

Suddenly, Ling Yi sneered and shook his head---

"You have a paralyzed face, why are you so sensational today? It's as if the king is going to die, so it's a bit of a prize!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around, opened his arms gracefully, let the wind blow his face, and tried to wake up his head.

day!

How should she choose? -------

ps: Guess everyone, will Ling Yi go back with facial paralysis?

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