Chapter 673
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However, she knows why Yan Haotian did that.
Because Yan Haotian also thought that Muyan and the Nether Flame Army would soon come to save them.
He wanted to leave the chance to live to her.
"Idiot, like this … you still dare to say that you don't love me! Idiot, do you think that if you die, I can still live? "
An earth-shattering noise comes.
The whole house shakes violently, and more than half of it collapses.
Smoke and dust fill the air, and Yan Haotian's blood-covered body flies out, heavily hitting a stone pillar, and he can no longer get up.
Zhao Hai's face is gloomy, and he slowly wipes away the wound on his face, "You waste, you actually hurt me. Good, very good! "
"Now, I have no interest in torturing you anymore. Obediently accept your death for me!"
Zhao Hai's figure soars into the sky, and a storm of energy rushes out of his body.
A long sword appears in his hand at some point, and he goes straight towards Yan Haotian, who can't move or dodge.
"Waste, die for me!!"
Yan Haotian closes his eyes, and there is no expression on his blood-stained face, but the corners of his mouth hooks up into a shallow smile.
Because he hears the faint sound of hooves approaching.
Great, the Miss is here!
This way … Haitang can be saved.
Puchi –!
It's the sound of a sword cutting into flesh, but the expected pain doesn't come.
The warm liquid splashed onto his face.
What follows is the familiar soft body and body fragrance of a woman.
Yan Haotian's whole body trembles, and he suddenly opens his eyes, letting out a horrified roar, "Ah –!!!"
Close at hand, Haitang's pair of soft eyes look at him, containing a friendship higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.
Blood is flowing out of the corners of her mouth bit by bit, and it turns into a torrential spring.
Yan Haotian's trembling gaze moves a little, and finally falls on the sword on her back.
That sword has pierced through Haitang's body.
Just as it was about to pierce through him, Haitang's hand firmly grips it.
Yan Haotian feels that everything in the world seems to darken at this moment.
He can't hear anything, and he can't see anything.
There is only one word – Haitang! Haitang! Haitang...
The corners of Feng Haitang's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a gentle smile, "Yan … Haotian, I … I said before, in this lifetime, don't … don't even think of leaving me behind … even if … even if … even if … you die …"
Yan Haotian's mouth was slightly open as he watched Feng Haitang bleed more and more. He watched the life in her eyes slowly disappear, but there was nothing he could do.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and dozens of figures rushed in like lightning.
"Miss, over here! The transfer soul Gu has indeed found the place. "
"Ah! Boss, Miss Feng, there's so much blood … Miss, save me!! "
Muyan's figure flits past everyone like lightning, arriving at Feng Haitang and Yan Haotian's side.
Her actions were very straightforward, and she didn't even ask how the two of them were doing.
He took out two life-saving pills and stuffed them into Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang's mouths.
Grabbing the two's hands to check their injuries, Muyan's brows deeply wrinkle.
She waved her hand at the people from the Longevity Camp behind her. "You guys pull out the sword for Haitang. I'll save Haotian!"
Haitang's injuries looked more serious than Yan Haotian's.
But in fact, as long as she's hanging on to her last breath, she can definitely be saved.
But Yan Haotian's situation is somewhat serious.
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