"What are you still doing?"

"quick!"

"I'm running out of time!"

Ahead, the anxious voice of the Moon God came again.

At this time, the Moon God had just performed a powerful blow, and it was an embarrassing period when the old strength had just been exhausted and the new strength was not born.

At this time, if she recharges her strength to launch an attack, it will be too late.

Only by relying on Ye Fan to complete the fatal blow to Chu Yuan!

At this time, Ye Fan's sword was already on the string, and the Yunyan sword art could be sprayed out at any time.

But the appearance of Tang Yun undoubtedly made Ye Fan's attack lag for a moment.

Facing what Tang Yun said, Ye Fan roared angrily: "Tang Yun, why?"

"Why do you insist on forcing me?"

"You know, I don't want to kill you."

"But why, you want to force me again and again?"

Ye Fan's eyes were weeping blood, and his face was majestic.

In the heart, there is endless anger and grief rising.

The outburst of anger was like a surging river, galloping thousands of miles.

"Tang Yun, do you really think that I, Ye Fan, dare not kill you?"

Ye Fan was really angry.

Senran's words are like ice skates sweeping across.

In the end, Ye Fan, who was furious, cut off the long sword in his hand without mercy.

Tang Yun closed her eyes, like a sleeping person stepping into a long night. At this moment, the lord of the Truman also calmly walked into the endless darkness.

She doesn't blame Ye Fan.

She only blames fate!

Sometimes, Tang Yun really feels that good luck tricks people.

Since Ye Fan has a life-and-death enmity with the Chu family, why did God let her have such a deep entanglement with this man.

Since the heavens let her bear children for this man, why did they let them stand on the opposite side of each other, until now, life and death face each other.

If possible, Tang Yun would rather not go to the Chu family's old house.

In this case, he would never meet Ye Fan, let alone have such a deep entanglement with him.

In this case, neither he nor himself will suffer as much as now.

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