C945 You Cut off the World and You also Cut off the World from Him

Now all he can do is comfort her...

Because even though his mouth was like a river, he did not know what to say to comfort the woman in his arms at this moment. ...

Lan Xuehan's mind was filled with the scene of Beiming Yu lying in her arms with blood all over his body.

It was as if someone had pressed on the infinite loop mode and it kept appearing in her mind.

She cried and shouted, but she could no longer wake that person up...

It was only when she felt a familiar fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose that she slowly woke up.

Her beautiful eyes were lifeless like a pool of stagnant water as she stared blankly at a certain spot.

Dongfang Jin felt extremely pained when he saw Lan Xuehan like this. He consoled her in a low voice with a hoarse voice, "I know you don't feel good in your heart, but now it is a foregone conclusion. Neither of us can change it. Do you want him to not be able to walk steadily even if he leaves?"

Lan Xuehan did not respond. She turned a deaf ear to Dongfang Jin's words.

That night, Dongfang Jin hugged her and whispered a lot of things, but Lan Xuehan did not have any reaction.

It was as if she was immersed in her own world and did not want to care about what was happening outside.

Dongfang Jin knew that her heart was suppressed, so he did not dare to provoke her too much.

However, from that day onwards, he always kept Lan Xuehan by his side and did not dare to relax at all...

The speed of food and clothing was also handled by him alone, and he was completely worried about handing it over to others.

And Lan Xuehan rarely behaved...

In the past, she could not even sit still for half a quarter of an hour. But now, she sat there for a long time...

If Dongfang Jin had not brought her around for a while, she probably would not have moved for the whole day.

The matters in Lan City were complicated, but with Lan Xuehan's current state, how could Dongfang Jin still care about so much?

He would never interfere if he could give it to someone else to handle.

These few days, he thought of ways to make Lan Xuehan happy a little, but there was no result...

Lan Xuehan did not say a word and did not respond at all...

Three days later, Lyi Beichen came to say goodbye!

He wanted to send Beiming Yu back to the capital city with Liu Mu Chen and the others.

Looking at his sister's carefree and unrestrained appearance, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

When he came to take his leave, his voice was extremely soft, afraid that Lan Xuehan would be even more sad if she heard it.

But he forgot that even though Lan Xuehan was currently low profile, her martial arts cultivation did not decrease at all...

He heard every word that he should have heard...

After Lyi Beichen left, she stared blankly at a certain place. Her eyes instantly turned red and tears streamed down her face...

When Dongfang Jin saw this, he lowered his head and kissed her tears, his heart aching.

His voice was hoarse and shattered. He muttered in a low voice, "What do I have to do with you? What should I do to calm the sadness in your heart? "

He wanted to bring everything in the world to her face, only hoping that she would smile like she did in the past.

However... she isolated the world... and also isolated him...

Lan Xuehan finally gave him a reply. She reached out and hugged his slender waist tightly, burying her head in his embrace...

Dongfang Jin only felt a wave of warmth in his chest, through his clothes his heart trembled from the heat...

It caused his throat to tighten and his eyes to turn sour!

Qi City, in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

Mi Yun looked at Lan Yuhua with a perturbed and fearful expression.

Her sinister face was dyed with a bloodthirsty killing intent. Her eyes were so red that blood almost dripped out of them. She held a letter tightly in her hand, as if she was going to burn his bones and scatter his ashes.

Lan Yuhua finally could not resist the surging anger and sorrow in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he swept everything in front of him onto the ground.

He roared in a hoarse and stern voice, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"