Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 841 [End] Remember, but it is painful [11]

He opened his mouth in a low voice, and answered Nangong Chuge's unnecessary question decisively: "As long as you remember me, I will not regret it!!"

Listening to her words, Nangong Chuge felt that the long sword in his hand was even heavier.

No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't raise his hand and pull the sword out of Ye Bei's chest!
"Draw the sword!"

Yebei waited quietly for a moment, and felt Nangong Chuge's fear caused by nervousness, so he immediately threw out two words.

Facing the eyes that could no longer see clearly, he smiled lightly, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely survive!"

In the night wind, Yebei's low words made Nangong Chuge's heart settle down.

Raising his hand, he brushed Ye Bei's cheek lightly through the long sword.

Feeling the body temperature coming from the fingertips, those fears of losing were immediately dispelled by the indistinct temperature.

Cursing her lips, she smiled lazily: "I have always lied to you, it seems that you have never lied to me!"

"Yes!"

The corners of Yebei's mouth also raised slightly: "And I have worked so hard to remind you of me. If I die, this business will not be worthwhile!"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp pain hit my heart.

Under the attack of excruciating pain, his mind, which had managed to maintain his clarity, was suddenly blurred, and his whole body was plunged into darkness.

In the night wind, the sword light drew a straight cold light and withdrew from Yebei's chest.

Nangong Chuge threw the sword to the ground with his backhand, followed by taking a step forward, and raised his hand to embrace Yebei in his arms.

Almost instantly, his chest was soaked with blood gushing from Yebei's wound.

Feeling the burning sensation brought by the almost scalding blood melting into his skin, Nangong Chuge also became difficult to breathe, and said with all his strength, "You said, you won't lie to me!"
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"how is she?"

Nangong Liuyun strode into the room with thick gauze wrapped around his shoulders, looked at Nangong Chuge who was sitting beside the bed and Yebei's fingers clasped tightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Words go out, but like stone sinking into the sea.

Nangong Chuge still maintained the original posture, quietly looking at the bloodless Ye Bei, who was as peaceful as if he was sleeping sweetly, as if he had never heard of Nangong Liuyun's question, did not say a word, and never raised his eyes .

That sword really hurt too much. Although there was no accident when the sword was drawn, after a period of time, Ye Bei's injury seemed to be more serious.

(End of this chapter)