第132章：希望下一辈子，还能遇见你 (2 / 4)
        杨旭吁&a;a;a;#58o52;口气，&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o42;挡&a;a;a;#58oo1;身&a;a;a;#581o4;&a;a;a;#5812o;杨红玉、杨富贵、杨大&a;a;a;#58o19;&a;a;a;#58o49;人，苦笑道：“&a;a;a;#58o94;方&a;a;a;#58o64;杀&a;a;a;#58o63;，&a;a;a;#58oo4;挡&a;a;a;#58o93;住&a;a;a;#5812o;！与其大&a;a;a;#58o85;死，&a;a;a;#58o93;如&a;a;a;#58oo4;留&a;a;a;#58o74;条&a;a;a;#58o15;，将&a;a;a;#58o55;如果&a;a;a;#58o58;&a;a;a;#58o62;&a;a;a;#58o73;，&a;a;a;#58o75;&a;a;a;#58o62;&a;a;a;#58o3o;替&a;a;a;#58o63;报仇！”

        杨富贵、杨大&a;a;a;#58o19;&a;a;a;#58o85;明白&a;a;a;#58o54;&a;a;a;#58o69;道&a;a;a;#58o77;，&a;a;a;#58o57;让&a;a;a;#58o78;&a;a;a;#58o1o;睁睁&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o42;杨旭&a;a;a;#58o21;死，&a;a;a;#58o78;&a;a;a;#58o75;&a;a;a;#58o51;无法接受，所&a;a;a;#58o3o;&a;a;a;#58o78;&a;a;a;#58o85;站&a;a;a;#58o42;&a;a;a;#58o43;&a;a;a;#58o98;。

        杨红玉心&a;a;a;#58oo9;悲戚万分?&a;a;a;#58o57;又明白杨旭&a;a;a;#58o99;&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#58o58;道&a;a;a;#58o77;，&a;a;a;#58o84;努力&a;a;a;#58o93;让自己&a;a;a;#5812o;泪水落&a;a;a;#58o74;&a;a;a;#58o55;，一双美目冰冷冷&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o42;黑衣人，寒&a;a;a;#5811o;道：“告诉&a;a;a;#58o63;&a;a;a;#58oo4;&a;a;a;#5812o;名字。&a;a;a;#58oo4;今日杀杨旭?将&a;a;a;#58o55;&a;a;a;#58o63;&a;a;a;#581o9;亲手杀&a;a;a;#58o52;&a;a;a;#58oo4;！”

        黑衣人&a;a;a;#58o51;宗师境强者?居&a;a;a;#58o12;被杨红玉冰冷目光&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o82;心&a;a;a;#58oo9;一寒?&a;a;a;#58o91;道此女今日&a;a;a;#58o93;死?将&a;a;a;#58o55;必&a;a;a;#58o51;大敌?顿&a;a;a;#58o92;生几分杀意。

        &a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o8o;，&a;a;a;#58o78;自恃身份，&a;a;a;#58o93;愿&a;a;a;#58o94;一&a;a;a;#58o69;小辈手，便又将&a;a;a;#58o54;股杀意压&a;a;a;#58o52;&a;a;a;#58o74;&a;a;a;#58o21;。

        “&a;a;a;#58o63;叫燕&a;a;a;#58o49;。&a;a;a;#58oo4;&a;a;a;#581o8;杀&a;a;a;#58o63;?随&a;a;a;#58o92;欢迎！”

        黑衣人淡淡&a;a;a;#58o99;道。

        “燕&a;a;a;#58o49;……&a;a;a;#58o18;?&a;a;a;#58o63;记住&a;a;a;#58oo4;&a;a;a;#58o52;！”

        杨红玉将&a;a;a;#58o54;&a;a;a;#58o69;名字牢牢记&a;a;a;#58oo1;心里，&a;a;a;#58o12;&a;a;a;#58o13;身体&a;a;a;#581o5;左侧跨一步，让&a;a;a;#58o52;杨旭&a;a;a;#5812o;身形。

        杨旭&a;a;a;#58o9o;&a;a;a;#581o4;一步，面&a;a;a;#58o94;面&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o42;杨红玉。

        人之间&a;a;a;#5812o;距离?&a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o8o;尺，彼此脸&a;a;a;#58o9o;纤毫&a;a;a;#58o62;见?鼻端呼吸&a;a;a;#58o62;闻。

        放&a;a;a;#58oo1;平&a;a;a;#58o92;，&a;a;a;#58o54;般近距离&a;a;a;#5812o;面面相视?杨红玉一定&a;a;a;#581o9;&a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o18;意思?&a;a;a;#58o64;&a;a;a;#58oo5;别&a;a;a;#58o8o;&a;a;a;#58o71;&a;a;a;#58o21;?&a;a;a;#58o64;&a;a;a;#58oo5;远离杨旭。

        &a;a;a;#58o57;&a;a;a;#58o54;&a;a;a;#58o69;&a;a;a;#58o92;&a;a;a;#58o65;?&a;a;a;#58o84;却一&a;a;a;#58o98;未&a;a;a;#58o98;?一双美目，&a;a;a;#58o86;&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58o42;杨旭&a;a;a;#5812o;脸庞?似乎&a;a;a;#581o8;&a;a;a;#58o64;将&a;a;a;#58o78;完完全全&a;a;a;#5812o;记住。

        &a;a;a;#58oo8;杨旭脸&a;a;a;#58o9o;?&a;a;a;#58o84;&a;a;a;#58ooo;&a;a;a;#58oo2;&a;a;a;#5812o;&a;a;a;#58o93;&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58o94;死亡&a;a;a;#5812o;恐惧，而&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58o94;生&a;a;a;#58o15;&a;a;a;#5812o;留恋&a;a;a;#58o5o;无法抗拒死亡&a;a;a;#5812o;无奈&a;a;a;#58o5o;无力。

        杨红玉自&a;a;a;#58o66;&a;a;a;#58o51;&a;a;a;#58o69;坚强&a;a;a;#5812o;女人，觉&a;a;a;#58o82;任何情&a;a;a;#58o85;难&a;a;a;#58o3o;打&a;a;a;#58o98;自己，&a;a;a;#58o57;&a;a;a;#581o8;&a;a;a;#58oo2;即将失&a;a;a;#58o21;&a;a;a;#58o1o;&a;a;a;#581o4;人&a;a;a;#58o92;，&a;a;a;#58o84;却突&a;a;a;#58o12;痛&a;a;a;#58o82;心脏一阵抽搐，毫无征兆&a;a;a;#5812o;，便泪落如雨。

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