Chapter 949

The dagger in his hand is still stained with flowing blood. The sharp blade stabs into the heart of the other side in an instant. Twist the handle so that the point of the dagger that does not enter the heart can stir.

"Ah..." The shrill scream became the last note of the battle. Xia Jinyuan used his iron arm to fix each other's mind, then wrapped his legs around each other's chest and locked his struggling arms. Even when he heard the scream from the mercenary's mouth, he didn't feel soft.

These people should be killed!

Xiajinyuan keeps the posture of cutting and killing, entangles the target from the initial fierce struggle to the weak resistance, until the voice of "Tongchi Tongchi" in the throat disappears, xiajinyuan just calmly releases his hands and feet.

He stood up and took himself as the center. The whole Bush was like a hurricane crossing. Some bushes were uprooted.

"Ye Jian." He raised his voice, his voice was smooth and steady, and walked over step by step with mountain like composure until he came to the same fight center like a hurricane crossing. In the dim light, Xia Xianyuan found Ye Jian listening to the rapid breath sound.

She was sitting against the tree, and her slender body was one with the tree and the night. If it wasn't for the sound of breathing, he would not have found her.

Approaching, approaching, then slowly bending down, half squatting and looking at her in the same direction, "how about that? Do you have the strength to stand up again. "

Both of them had a strong smell of rust. Ye Jian blinked and looked at the man in the dark. Her eyes were bright as stars. She raised her mouth and smiled: "it's OK, but it's just a little empty."

It's true that the voice is very stable, no tremor, no fear, no panic. It's better than the last fight in Pakistan.

Originally, I adjusted my position in the face of her summer abyss, sat down with Ye Jian shoulder to shoulder, reached over her shoulder, let her head rest on her shoulder, and then tightly grasped her shoulder, "rest for a while, the efficiency is good. It took us an hour and a half from the first goal to the final binding."

"You are calculating time." Ye Jian took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out, "you can count the time, I have been thinking about how to solve each other."

Xia Jinyuan smiled and said softly, "I have time in my heart. I don't need to calculate to know." Turning around, the tip of handsome nose rubbed against her hairline and asked her, "is there any injury?"

"This year's arm suffered a lot of disasters. It was just injured. It was scratched again. It hurt the right arm." Ye Jian raised her head and put his lips on her forehead

At this moment, even the mountain wind is still, the cricket's voice is ringing again, and the startled birds are back to their nests. Except for the blood in the air, everything is so quiet and leisurely.

Xia Jinyuan kisses her forehead lightly. In this second, he can feel Ye Jian's initiative to get close to himself and hold her heart in front of him. She looks for his dependence on him and lets him find it on her.

He said, through the battlefield of life and death, is such a relationship more unforgettable than those romantic relationships?

It's not No, but That's true.

This kind of love can be breathtaking in the smoke of gunpowder. It can also be as light as the beautiful water and clear mountains in leisure. It will not be dull with time. It will only make you get along more and more tacitly. It will make you more and more dependent on each other and each other.

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