Feng Haitang was startled, stopped crying, and looked up.

But I saw the scene of a man crying silently.

Yan Haotian's face remained expressionless, and he didn't even seem to realize that he was crying.

But the way he cried silently made people truly feel his regret, pain and sadness.

At this moment, Feng Haitang's heart was miraculously warmed.

Even the pain in her body and the nausea and fear she felt just now were forgotten little by little.

She gently touched Yan Haotian's scar-covered face and wiped away the tears on his face.

He said softly: "Haotian, I...I have been touched by Zhao Tianxiang, a disgusting scumbag, and there are still ugly scars on my body. I will never...be worthy of you again."

.You were right to push me away before. Without me holding you back, as the leader of Mo Camp and with the cultivation of the young lady, you will definitely be able to find a better woman..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Haotian had already covered his mouth.

He roared angrily and stared at him fiercely.

There was an eagerness and deep affection in those eyes.

Feng Haitang's heart turned over and over again, but there was only one thought in her mind -

Yan Haotian, how dare you say you don't love me! Now you should also taste the feeling of being rejected by me.

But on her face, she showed a heartbroken look and pulled Yan Haotian's hand down.

Struggling to leave his arms, "Yan Haotian, I don't need your sympathy. Didn't you say that you never liked me? Now that I am willing to take the initiative to leave you, isn't it just what you want?"

Yan Haotian is not good at speaking, what's more, he can't speak at all now.

At this moment, seeing Haitang's body covered with bruises and bruises, she desperately wanted to break away from his arms, feeling extremely anxious.

The next moment, his body seemed to be separated from his brain and had its own consciousness.

Just when Haitang was about to break away from his arms, he suddenly pulled her back into his arms and kissed her hard.

Feng Haitang only struggled slightly and was completely immersed in the man's deep and hot kiss.

Neither of them noticed that Zhao Tianxiang, who was almost dying on the ground beside him, opened his eyes and glanced at them bitterly.

Then he used his only intact hand to crush a black pill.

A unique and vague aura filled the room.

Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang suddenly woke up and stood up from the bed.

Seeing the awakened Zhao Tianxiang and the thing he had just crushed in his hand, the two of them immediately took an antidote and detoxification pill.

Zhao Tianxiang looked at their actions, but couldn't help but laugh, "You...you think what I just crushed was poison...poison...Ha...ha...haha...you are wrong, then

...That is much scarier than poison... You are dead... You are all... dead..."

Both Yan Haotian and Feng Haitang had a bad premonition in their hearts.

It seemed that some extreme danger was approaching them little by little.

Yan Haotian quickly stepped forward, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Zhao Tianxiang's neck.

No matter what kind of danger is coming, this scumbag who tried to insult Haitang must die.

However, just when Yan Haotian's sword fell heavily, and Zhao Tianxiang's skin was cut in front of Zhao Tianxiang's horrified sight.
Chapter completed!