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Luo Bingchen's face suddenly turned cold, and he pulled Murong Limeng and ran.

When people are unlucky, the sky does not help. As soon as Luo Bingchen ran to the elevator door, the elevator door just closed, and no matter how he frantically pressed the button on the first floor, the elevator that was already running up would not come down again, unless the elevator ran to the highest floor and then turned back.

Murong Limeng stood aside, seeing Luo Bingchen's extremely depressed appearance, somehow, his heart suddenly softened, and he suggested, "Take the stairs?!"

Luo Bingchen patted his head and scratched his hair, "Why didn't I remember it just now!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran.

Murong Limeng hurriedly followed, her body was too weak, and compared to a teenager like Luo Bingchen, it was even worse.

When she rushed to the door of the ward on the eighth floor with some breathlessness, she saw Luo Bingchen sitting alone in the corner, looking numb as the doctor slowly covered the person's face with a white cloth!

He's dead?!

Murong Limeng froze there, she didn't know if Luo Bingchen had not had time to see the last face of the deceased. If she hadn't seen it, she would have ......

Khan, what is she? It's not that she delayed Luo Bingchen to meet this person.

"He's gone. Feeling someone behind him, Luo Bingchen said something in a low voice as if it had nothing to do with him.

Murong Limeng looked at the back of Luo Bingchen, a miserable white light shone on his thin back, he was so lonely, so quiet, and the person lying on his side had slowly become cold.

Luo Bingchen lowered his head, Murong Limeng couldn't see his expression clearly, but his shoulders trembled slightly, and Murong Limeng immediately guessed that he must be crying for this deceased.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Murong Limeng was a little overwhelmed for a while, she didn't know whether to comfort him or not.

If she went to comfort him, what would she say?

Condolences change?

Will this sentence be useful? Will it be better to fall into the ice and dust?

Murong Li dreamed that she was used to dying in life, and in the world of cultivators, someone would die at any time, and she didn't feel anything unacceptable.

So, she's cold.

Murong Limeng stood behind Luo Bingchen for about three minutes, and saw that Luo Bingchen still maintained the posture he had just now, motionless, and looked like he wouldn't get better for a while.

She quietly exited the ward, paused at the door, and finally left the hospital without looking back, with chic and calm steps.

As for the 20 million that Luo Bingchen promised her, you can pull it down, how can a child with a total of 8,000 yuan on her body give her 20 million?

When I got out of the hospital, it was already dark. The neon of the city illuminated every long street, Murong Limeng walked alone on the street where the crowd was gradually thinning, passing by one after another display of all kinds of goods, at first, she didn't feel anything, but after seeing a lot of dazzling variety of goods, she suddenly sighed, "Sure enough, seeing these things made by modern technology with your own eyes is much more interesting than knowing that there are such things in your memory." ”

Tired of walking, Murong Limeng sat on a wooden chair to rest, the wooden chair was bathed in a bright street lamp, and the warm yellow light of the street lamp hit Murong Limeng, giving Murong Limeng a dreamy and beautiful silhouette.

It's a pity that such a peerless beauty is wearing a hospital gown.

In the middle of the night, ordinary and ordinary people have hurried home, someone passed by here, and saw Murong Limeng, a girl sitting alone under the street lamp at night, and noticed that she was wearing a hospital gown, and the heart that originally wanted to get close was retreated, what if this woman was / spirit / spirit / disease?

Murong Limeng didn't care what passers-by thought, what she was concerned about now was, how she was going to live tonight, did she really want to sleep on the street? In fact, there was nothing wrong with sleeping on the street, but the aura of this continent was so thin, she couldn't calm down at all, and the most important issue to consider now was how to recover her cultivation.

Feeling the thinness of the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, Murong Limeng couldn't help but sigh.

About ten meters away from Murong Limeng, there is a big tree that grows very well, the leaves of the big tree are round and bright, small and exquisite, and it is an evergreen banyan tree in all seasons.

Between the dense branches and leaves of the banyan tree, there is a high-definition camera, although it is half blocked by the leaves of the banyan tree, this high-definition camera still captures Murong Limeng sitting alone under the street lamp.

Soon, a large number of police officers were dispatched and surrounded the street where Murong Limeng was located.

The police did not pull the alarm, for fear of alarming Murong Limeng.

The sudden gathering of popularity made Murong Limeng feel confused, at night, normal people should go home and sleep, right? At this time, why are so many people coming this way?

The cultivation is gone, but the spiritual sense is still there.

Murong Li stood up dreamily and looked around blankly, before those people approached, she already knew that she was surrounded!

A piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground came, and Murong Limeng turned his head and was stunned to find that the one driving the best sports car turned out to be falling ice and dust!

"Get in the car!"

Murong Li didn't even think about it, the door didn't bother to open, and directly raised his foot and stepped into the passenger seat.

Before he could sit down, he slammed on the accelerator, and the best sports car let out a pleasant scream, running like the wind on the road with few cars.

As soon as the whistling police car turned around the intersection and saw Murong Limeng sitting in the passenger seat of a supercar, passing by them, these policemen were all mad! A series of piercing braking sounds sounded behind the supercar, and several policemen were so eager to make meritorious contributions that the car didn't have time to turn around, so they got out of the car, raised their pistols, and shot at Murong Limeng!

But this is a superb sports car, a global limited edition, with an ice-blue body, an uninhibited appearance, and an owner of the same temperament. By the time the police fired, the sports car was out of range of the guns!

The refreshing night breeze blew Murong Limeng's long hair, she turned her head to look at Luo Bingchen, and noticed that his face, which still had some traces of sadness, released fearless flamboyance and uninhibitedness, and her gaze, for the first time, stayed on this young man's face for ten seconds!

Eleventh second.

Luo Bingchen suddenly turned his head, Murong Limeng hurriedly turned his head to look ahead, pretending to be very panicked, and shouted with some dissatisfaction, "Drive so fast, are you looking for death?"