But in an instant, he grabbed Yuan Changhuan's wrist.

The long sword in Yuan Changhuan's hand fell to the ground.

On the thick snow, there was not a single sound.

Looking at the thank you who held her waist in disbelief, Yuan Changhuan was terrified, and instantly exploded, "You let go, let go!" ”

His hands were stained with his brother's blood, Qin Lancang's blood, and her child's blood, will it be stained with her blood in the future?

Yuan Changhuan's almost collapsed reaction was strongly suppressed by Xie Ci, "Don't move, move again, I'll ask you here, in front of Qin Lancang." ”

"Let him keep his eyes open and take a good look at whose woman you are."

"No, no!"

Yuan Changhuan kept shaking his head.

I want to take it out of Xie Ci's hands and get free.

It's a pity that the thank-you speech won't give her a chance at all.

Directly beat her up horizontally, "Don't scare you because of me." ”

didn't even look at Qin Lancang, and left directly in the wind and snow.

Qin Lancang picked up the sword in his hand, his face covered with blood, and killed bloody, "If you want to take away Miss Xiaoyuan, you first asked me about the sword in my hand." ”

"Don't!"

After Yuan Changhuan heard Qin Lancang's voice, he forcibly held back the nausea in his heart, and grabbed the shirt of Xie Ci, "Don't kill him, I'll go with you!" ”

"Don't mess around, don't get along?" Xie Ci said lightly.

"Don't get along, don't mess around!"

Yuan Changhuan repeated word by word, with difficulty.

Unexpectedly, instead of being half happy, Xie Ci's eyes became more and more condensed, "Yuanyuan, for him, you can give up your self-esteem." ”

"And say that he is not that important in your heart."

"Heh......"

An understated sneer followed.

Yuan Changhuan was so excited by the laughter of the resignation that his heart trembled.

"What the hell are you going to let him go, he's innocent!"

"Innocent?" Xie Ci lowered his eyes and looked at the jade hand that was dragging his front placket in his arms, and even the back of his hand was full of green tendons, his eyes became more and more shallow and indifferent, stepping on Xuan Ling, who was lying in the snow, almost integrated with the snow, and his pace was slow and steady, "Yuanyuan, the moment you sacrifice your life to save him, he should die." ”

The tone is strange and cold.

For a moment, Yuan Changhuan felt as if his throat was choked by the ghost hand in the depths of hell, suffocating and cold.

The hellish aura haunts all around him.

There is no half-gentleman's gentle temperament.

This is not an aptitude, this is a real thank-you.

Yuan Changhuan bit his pale lower lip and looked at him in disbelief.

Xie Ci's cold fingers covered her eyes, "Yuanyuan, you are very powerful, and you have successfully aroused the killing intent of your husband." ”

"No, no, don't kill him."

Even if he knew that the more he said not to kill him, the more Xie Ci would feel that they had a great relationship, but at this time, if he didn't say it, Xie Ci would definitely kill him.

Qin Lancang can't die, he can't die because of her.

"Okay, don't kill him." Xie Ci's cold fingers slid down Yuan Changhuan's cheeks and caressed her face gently.

But the caressing Yuan Changhuan became more and more terrifying.

Sure enough, the next sentence of the thank-you speech was......

"Keep him and let him watch how the lady is pampered by her husband."

The word pampering is very heavy and heavy.

Yuan Changhuan was full of horror under the forced pressure, and grabbed his shirt harder and harder, "Thank you, you killed my brother." ”

Xie Ci was mad by Yuan Changhuan, and there was not the slightest desire to explain in his mind.

It's full of thoughts that if she doesn't love me, then hate me.

It's best to hate for a lifetime, but it can be regarded as engraved in your heart and forever remembered.

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