Joman was in despair.

Not to mention that Song Qingsheng is from a good background, he is a famous son of the Song family, and even the Lin family of the Lingnan Military Region has been blessed and supported by the Song family.

It was the Lingnan Military Region or the police who struck with all their might, but he vigilantly closed the door and closed the curtains, and with the determination to die together, who could save her from this demon.

Song Qingsheng pulled the safety bolt of the pistol, and the chamber of the gun made a frightening crisp sound, and then steadily aimed the gun at Qiao Man's eyebrows, and said with tears on his face: "Manman, I know that I have died in your heart, then let's die together, go to another world, perhaps, we can still be husband and wife in the next life." ”

In this dangerous situation, Qiao Man decided to stabilize him for the time being, and said in a deep voice: "Song Qingsheng, I forgive you, let's get back together!"

Song Qingsheng's face was overjoyed, and the hand holding the gun also drooped, but then she shook her head dejectedly, aimed the pistol at Qiao Man's eyebrows again, and said slowly: "No, you are lying to me, we can't go back...... I'll kill you first, and then I'll kill myself right away and go to another world with you. Manman, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt......" said and was about to shoot.

Qiao Man's face was gloomy, he slowly closed his eyes, and his heart was dead, but Song Qingsheng didn't shoot, she was hesitating, suddenly, a loud bang was deafening, Qiao Man subconsciously opened his eyes, and saw that Ye Fan was already like a god in the world, instantly between her and Song Qingsheng, and firmly protected her behind her.

"Ye Fan!" In an instant, Qiao Man unexpectedly had an indescribable dependence on Ye Fan, shrunk behind Ye Fan, and firmly hugged his waist.

Ye Fan looked at Song Qingsheng coldly, thinking that his soulless curse had hit Song Qingsheng, at this moment he was a lamb to be slaughtered by himself, he approached with a cruel smile, and slapped it over: "Scum, Secretary Qiao won't let Lao Tzu kill you, but Lao Tzu has to give you a slap ......"

Ye Fan was extremely annoyed with the Song family, and originally thought that he would clean up Song Qingsheng and not hurt his muscles and bones, but unexpectedly, at this moment, a strange change happened!

I saw that Song Qingsheng, who was originally hit by the Lost Soul Curse, suddenly moved, raised his hand to shoot at Ye Fan, and the bullets flew out instantly.

Ye Fan originally walked forward, but he was defenseless, and he didn't expect that his Soul Loss Curse was useless on him, because when Ye Fan's divine sense scanned just now, he found that he didn't have any true qi on his body, and he was simply an ordinary person who was powerless!

Poof! Blood splattered from Ye Fan's chest, and the huge impact made him fall backwards on his back, crushing Qiao Man to the ground.

Song Qingsheng stood up, aimed the muzzle of the gun at Ye Fan again, and said coldly with a blue face: "Where did you come from, dare to do something to Lao Tzu?"

Seeing that Ye Fan was spurting blood wildly at this time, and his life was in danger, he still firmly protected Qiao Man behind him, Song Qingsheng suddenly pulled his hair in pain, and roared: "I know, I know! Qiao Man, you also have a concubine! You are as despicable as me!"

"Don't kill him! he has nothing to do with me, just my ordinary friend!" Qiao Man saw the blood in Ye Fan's chest spurting wildly, and still protecting her, tears of emotion instantly burst out of his eyes.

She struggled to get up, helped Ye Fan to sit on the ground, leaned on the sofa, covered Ye Fan's chest with both hands in vain, and howled: "Ye Fan, don't move, you will die......" Then she glared at Song Qingsheng coldly and said: "Song Qingsheng, you stop!

"What's the matter?" Song Qingsheng said with a cruel smile, and suddenly "calmed down" again, aimed the pistol at the two of them, and said, "I'm going to kill you all!"

"Don't kill him, he's innocent!" Qiao Man stretched out his hands and protected the angry Ye Fan behind him, his eyes were full of intoxicating tears, and he looked extremely determined, "It's good if you kill me!"

At this moment, Qiao Man was full of gratitude to Ye Fan, and the bad impressions he had of Ye Fan before all disappeared and were replaced by deep attachment.

In fact, she fell for Ye Fan's bitter plan, and now Ye Fan is already at the peak of the late stage of the fifth layer of Qi training, and her cultivation has long been different from what it used to be, and her use of true yuan has reached the point where she can be retracted and released freely.

He didn't need to move at all, so he cast a recovery spell, although the bullet was still in his body, but the broken meridians and blood vessels had already been repaired, and it was useless to let him run 10,000 meters now.

Of course, Ye Fan's bitter trick was not just aimed at Qiao Man, but also to paralyze Song Qingsheng, because something happened today that shocked Ye Fan the most - his talisman spell had no effect on Song Qingsheng, and Ye Fan certainly had to figure out what was going on.

Ye Fan's divine sense swept away, and he found that Song Qingsheng had a jade pendant hanging from his neck, exuding bursts of rich aura, and he didn't need to look carefully at all, Ye Fan found that this was actually a seven-grade obsidian that could be called a top-grade gem on the Xiuzhen Continent.

The gem is crystal clear, green as water, and seven bright spots protrude naturally on it, showing the distribution of the Big Dipper, faintly able to communicate with heaven and earth, absorbing the mysterious power of the Big Dipper, and then surrounding Song Qingsheng's body, forming a protective cover, which actually isolated Ye Fan's spell.

It can be said that all of Ye Fan's current spells are useless to him. But it doesn't mean that Ye Fan doesn't have a way to subdue him - Ye Fan's major is the domineering true yuan of the Cloud Sea Canglong Jue, the power is furious, and the vertical and horizontal are unmatched, and the seven obsidian stones can block Ye Fan's talisman spell, this kind of weak attack, but it can't stop Ye Fan's domineering exercises.

"It's finally exposed! What a pair of adulterers and adulteresses! If he wasn't your concubine, why would you protect him?" Song Qingsheng was sad in his heart, and tears rolled down his face.

Probably human feelings are like this, after doing something wrong, it is natural to wonder if the other party will do something bad, take revenge on themselves, or be as despicable as themselves.

Subconsciously, Song Qingsheng has always felt remorse and guilt, and when he is about to die, he can only get a little balance by thinking that Qiao Man is also unfilthy.

"Since you think so, kill me!" Qiao Man looked at Ye Fan angrily - of course he didn't know that Ye Fan was pretending at all, and he couldn't stop wiping the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't look at Song Qingsheng.

There was a faint thought in my heart, with this kind of matter, how could I still gain a foothold in the business world in Lingnan officialdom? How could I face the cruel fact that a young man in his twenties was killed by his husband in order to protect himself?

"You don't dare!" Song Qingsheng pulled the safety, the chamber of the gun made a crisp sound, and he was about to pull the trigger in an instant, just at this critical moment, Ye Fan suddenly moved, got up, and urged the Yunhai Canglong Jue to be domineering Zhenyuan, a sharp wind blade was sacrificed, and with a bang, he slashed at the pistol in Song Qingsheng's hand-

A strange scene happened, I saw a blue light mask instantly rise around Song Qingsheng's body, and the wind blade slashed on it, making a strange sound, and then the sound turned out to be a creaking and squeaky sound, as if sharp steel was scratching the glass, which stimulated people's ear drums for a while.

However, the sound was extremely short, and the wind blade instantly broke through the protective shield formed by the obsidian stones, and slashed at the pistol, cutting the chamber of the gun and even the bullets that had not had time to shoot into two neat pieces in an instant. When a few crunches fell to the ground.

Song Qingsheng looked at Ye Fan, who had been shot, dumbfounded, standing majestically in front of him like a god of war, and muttered, "Aren't you dead......?"

"Good people don't live long, bad guys live forever, I'm your wife's concubine, I'm a big bad guy, of course I have to live for a long time!" Ye Fan said nonsense casually, and then slapped Song Qingsheng in the face.

Song Qingsheng's tall body, under the vigorous whiplash, directly broke away from gravity, flew up in the clouds, flew out of three or five meters, and then smashed the dining table with a pop and fell to the ground.

He spit out a few broken jades from his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, and he didn't even have time to glare at Ye Fan before he fainted instantly.

"Lao Tzu will kill you scum!" Ye Fan's divine sense swept around, yes, there was no camera, a good opportunity, and he rushed over, pretending to hit Song Qingsheng.

Qiao Man reacted at this time, and hurriedly pulled Ye Fan and said, "You can't kill him, you'll have an accident!"

Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and stepped back, but ripped off his obsidian pendant, put it in the storage ring, turned around, and gently hugged Qiao Man's delicate body, soft, warm, crispy, like a mother's embrace, very cool, but whispered softly: "It's okay, it's okay now!"

"Ye Fan, you have shed a lot of blood, don't move. I'll call someone over!" Qiao Man realized that Ye Fan still had the intention of rubbing oil at this time, and his heart was full of emotion, and he hugged Ye Fan's weak and boneless crumbling body tightly, and said eagerly.

"No, I promised Secretary Qiao, I want to hand you over to Secretary Qiao safely!" Ye Fan smiled, angry, but he did not hide his firmness, and insisted on walking out of the door.

"No, you're so tired! don't move!" Qiao Man was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Okay!" Ye Fan really felt tired.

The pistol that had just severed Song Qingsheng's meridians had already consumed a lot of his true yuan, and in the case of injury, he had to wrap the bullet with his true qi to prevent it from damaging his internal organs, which was really tiring.

Therefore, Ye Fan fell into Qiao Man's arms and pressed her full chest, which was big and round, full like two big steamed buns - it felt good.