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Chapter 1158: 1158
"It's all my fault. Don't be angry. It's my fault." Holding Ryukyu, xuanyuanche kept whispering, taking fault on himself. Qi and anger attack the heart, and Ryukyu's face is distorted.
Listen to xuanyuanche's saying, ryukue immediately grabs xuanyuanche's chest clothes and says with a blue and white face: "it's your fault, who told you to improvise, who told you to kill yourself, who told you to act in front of me..."
"Yes, yes, my fault, it's all my fault..."
Far away from the autumn mark and Yan Hu, listen to the sound of Ryukyu and xuanyuanche along the night wind, look at each other and smash their mouths.
Look, this is anger, typical anger.
Fortunately, they both ran fast, otherwise they would not know what they would be trained to look like by Ryukyu.
Be wise and protect yourself. Be wise and protect yourself.
Holding xuanyuanche's Lapel to vent his anger, Ryukyu said more loudly.
This doesn't say that it's OK. Once you let it out, you will find that it's xuanyuanche's fault. The anger becomes more and more similar.
Subconscious effort in hand, only listen to Shua a a pull open xuanyuanche's skirt, revealing xuanyuanche's chest.
Ryukyu suddenly stopped and bit his lips.
On the bronze chest, near the heart, there was not a complete scar.
So it's on display.
The anger of the angry moment throw fly, Ryukyu hand slowly touch and up.
Just a little, just a little.
Looking at Ryukyu biting his lips, his face is very ugly.
Xuanyuanche stretched out his hand and held Liuyue's hand: "the little things have pa.s.sed."
He is looking at black Zun's archery. The direction, speed and strength are all calculated. They look fierce. In fact, although they are also fierce, they are not fatal.