Chapter 433
Tang Yu stared blankly at her tearful eyes, feeling inexplicable sullenness in his heart, unconsciously, he asked a question: "I once wanted to kill you, why don't you hate me?"

"What do I hate you for..." Amang laughed extremely, "I have no grievances or enmities with you, I have nothing to do with you, I don't want to have anything to do with you at all!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, the dagger in her hand sank deeper and deeper, and more blood flowed.

Gradually, her mood stabilized a little, and she said in a slow tone: "But you also saved me... Didn't you also save me for no reason? You can get along well, why do you have to die? "

Qiao Zhun was about to rush over uncontrollably, but he held back his body and persuaded him, "Aman, put down the knife first, I will promise you anything, even if I trade my life for yours, I will give you my life." Also willing, I beg you...don't hurt yourself again, don't do this..."

His tone became weaker, with strong pleading, he was afraid that if she disappeared from his eyes, then his world would lose its meaning.

"I'm sorry..." She shook her head, every time she shook her body, the dagger in her hand would scratch her skin, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

"Aman, I beg you..." Qiao Zhun begged, if he had a knife in his hand, maybe he would do the same thing as her.

If he dared to make an accident, he would never forgive himself.

Amang bit his lower lip, shook his head and said, "Taba, last time I was shot by an arrow, I thought I was dead, you know? At that time... I didn't particularly want to live."

"Why?" he asked her immediately.

She looked at Tang Yu's face and said with a wry smile: "He saved me that day, but I was very desperate. No matter whether I can survive or not, you will take risks for me. I don't want you to die, I would rather die it's me."

Qiao Zhun glared at Tang Yu sharply, and said coldly, "What the hell are you thinking?"

Tang Yu smiled coldly, his eyes full of mischief, "I used to really want to kill this woman, but now I've changed my mind."

As he said that, he turned around, turned his back to the two of them, raised his steps and walked forward, and continued, "Since you want to die so much, I won't let you die. Whoever dares to kill you, I will kill him..."

The voice went away.

Amang was a little dazed, that man just left? ? ?

While she was distracted, Qiao Zhun stepped forward quickly, snatched her dagger and threw it on the ground, stretched out his arms and hugged her vigorously, wishing to hug her to the bone.

"Amang, I love you, I really love you...don't do this again, I love you, do you hear me?" His voice was choking, and the cool liquid dripped on her neck.

She was stunned, reached out and hugged his waist, and cried into tears in his arms, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I love you."

"My Amang..." He hugged her tighter and tighter, and the almost broken heart healed little by little in her arms.

He hugged her quietly like this for a long time, thinking of the injury on her neck, he hugged her up in a hurry, picked up the dagger on the ground, turned and left.

Amang lay quietly in his arms, looking at his profile, feeling a little regretful in her heart, her behavior was a little too aggressive just now, and she really shouldn't have hurt his heart.

She put her arms around his neck, buried her face in his neck, and whispered: "I love you, chatter, I want to be with you forever."

He couldn't help but stop, looked down at her pretty face, with a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Let's get married."

"Okay." She readily agreed, "When?"

"You are still three days away from logging in for 25 days, and we will get married in three days." He picked up his steps again as he spoke, and continued to walk forward.

Aman raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it too sudden three days later? I still want to exercise well and prepare for the battle of the king."

Qiao Zhun said coldly: "I don't care about that. You are an adult, and we have both reached the legal age of marriage. I don't worry if I don't marry you back."

"But I don't want to be a mother so soon." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, "In the game, you don't need to enter the bridal chamber to get married, right?"

"What do you think?" He said with a wicked smile, whether it is a marriage in the game, it is still uncertain.

"No, no, no, the game is just a game, it doesn't matter, we can only enter the bridal chamber when we actually get married!"

"Let's talk later."

"I'm serious, don't fool me."

"How can we not be serious about our marriage, I am serious now."

"But you're obviously trying to fool me..."

The roof of a residential building——

Tang Yu leaned against the wall, looking down at the lovers, his eyes were gradually covered with inexplicable joy, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a beautiful arc.

On the other side of the eaves, there was also a man sitting, his gaze also fell on the couple.

"Are you really not going to kill her?" the man asked in a low voice.

Tang Yu took out a small wine bottle from his pocket, twisted the cap and said, "I have killed countless people in this life, and I don't care if I kill one less person."

"What if I want to kill her?"

"The next time the head hangs on the city gate will be yours."

"Hahaha..." The man burst out laughing, "I'm just kidding with you, I dare not touch your woman."

"She's not my woman." Tang Yu clarified, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a beautiful arc after speaking, which didn't sound out of place.

He doesn't care whose arms she is happy in, that's not the pleasure he's after.

Now he has found a more fun thing to do, which is to hang people's heads on the city gate.

"Speaking of which..." the man suppressed the smile on his face, and said seriously, "Qiao Zhun is just as affectionate as his father. Why are the men from the Qiao family so sissy?"

"Who knows." Tang Yu took a sip of his wine and cast his eyes leisurely into the distance, but he couldn't see the figures of the two people clearly.

"Hmph..." The man snorted, "Call him a bitch, but he was able to kill Loki with his bare hands, and he didn't use his full strength. I want to play with him."

At the end, his eyes were clouded with light.

Tang Yu put it on the wine bottle, and there was a sound from the bottom of the bottle, which was the precursor to his attack, and he warned coldly: "Don't touch Qiao Zhun."

"Hey, are you still being unreasonable?" The man was a little displeased, "I don't touch your woman, why don't you let me touch other men?"

Tang Yu didn't reply, why?

If Qiao Zhun died, that woman wouldn't be able to survive, right?

He didn't know what love was, but from the couple, he saw life and death go hand in hand, saw tears of despair, and also saw a broken heart.

"Hahahaha..." The man behind him looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "I understand, even if Qiao Zhun dies, your woman won't be able to survive, they are true love!"

Tang Yu raised the wine bottle, took a sip of the wine, and when he wanted to take another sip, the wine was gone.

That's okay, it's not bad to change to another kind of wine to drink after three days.

(End of this chapter)

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