The Throne of Death grabbed a sharp, foldable two-handed broadsword with both hands, and he sneered and pounced on Liu Qian at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That strong body, every step that landed on the ground, people could feel his strength, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

He let out a long roar of madness, and the two-handed broadsword in his hand was about to sweep towards Liu Qian, who was also returning at this time.

Broadsword with both hands, two blades, don't say it's a human, even a thick tree can be cut horizontally to the ground, and the boulder will also be shattered with a blow, the throne of the god of death is extremely fast, although he doesn't want to make a contribution with one blow, but he is also eager to sweep Liu Qian away.

Seeing Liu Qian's blood-colored eyes widen and rushing over, the throne of the god of death sneered, looking for death!

Liu Qian leaped over, and at the moment when the two-handed broadsword swept out, he jumped suddenly, and the whole person jumped directly onto the two-handed broadsword, without the slightest dodge, one hand turned into a pu fan, and slapped it fiercely on the face of the throne of death.

With a pop, the nails went into the flesh, the hot pain hit, and the eyes of the Throne of Death widened.

Ahh

Suddenly turned the angle of the two-handed broadsword, trying to throw Liu Qian out, but to the horror of the Death's throne, Liu Qian's body seemed to be glued to the two-handed broadsword, and he couldn't shake it off.

"I'll kill you!"

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Liu Qian, the throne of the god of death suddenly reached out with a hand and grabbed Liu Qian's head.

The palm of his hand was like a huge fan, and if he grabbed it, the stone could be crushed, not to mention the fragile skull of a person.

It's just that to the Throne of Death, Liu Qian didn't dodge it at all!

Can his strength be compared to the throne of death, a strong man who has surpassed ordinary people?

The throne of the god of death doesn't believe it, Liu Qian's speed is strong, but his strength, only Heavenly Fury can compare with him, Liu Qian will definitely not be able to do it!

In the next second, a pu fan and a palm collided together in an instant.

His feet were glued to the broadsword of his two hands that was still flat by the throne of death, Liu Qian smiled weirdly, and the sharp nails instantly penetrated the palm of the throne of death, and in the stunned gaze of the throne of death, he pulled it down violently.

Ahh

The screams came, and he dropped the throne of the god of death with a broadsword in both hands, and looked at his big hand with a deep mark of martial arts that had been cut by Liu Qian's nails in horror, and looked at the deep wound that could be seen in the bone, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down.

After the tragedy, the throne of the god of death suddenly glanced angrily at Liu Qian, who was already standing in front of him at this time, and the throne of the god of death, which came up with a fierce force, smashed it into Liu Qian's head with another punch.

Seeing this casserole-sized fist coming, Liu Qian smiled weirdly.

It seems that he has foreseen the danger, but at this time, it is impossible for the Throne of the Grim Reaper to withdraw its fist, because Liu Qian's offensive has already attacked!

Smack!

With a crisp sound, the Throne of Death screamed again.

His wrist was grabbed by Liu Qian and broken alive!

"Hey, I don't want your woman to die, let him go!"

At this moment, the voice of death suddenly came from behind Liu Qian, and Liu Qian, who heard this, was stunned and hurriedly turned around.

The Grim Reaper, who had already left, was standing beside Han Zixin at this time, and one of his hands pinched Han Zixin's neck and lifted her up high, with an evil expression.

"Let her go!"

Liu Qian turned his head and pressed a hand on the heart of the Death Throne.

"Put it together. ”

"Despicable thing, you think I'm going to believe you?"

"Do you want her to die like this, it was already miserable to break her appearance, if she died like this, wouldn't it be even worse!"

"Hehe-"

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you for being stupid, is she worth your life in exchange?"

"Huh?"

The grim reaper who frowned, seeing that Liu Qian's appearance did not seem to be fake, especially Han Zixin at this time was even more disfigured, such a woman must not be able to attract Liu Qian's attention.

The Grim Reaper, who was holding this thought, slowly threw Han Zixin to the ground, and then walked towards Liu Qian step by step, and said with a cruel smile: "Release people!"

"Good!"

Liu Qian slammed a heavy punch on the belly of the Throne of Death, this punch was not light, the throne of the Great Han Death Throne, which weighed more than 300 pounds, was blown out by Liu Qian's punch.

Bastard!

The Grim Reaper scolded, but he still ran to the side of the Throne of Death at a fast speed, and then, viciously looked at Liu Qian, who had already walked to Han Zixin's side at this time, and carried her behind him, and the evil ghost had seen it.

"We're not done fighting, and now, we're just getting started!"

After saying this, the Grim Reaper dragged the throne of the Grim Reaper, who had been severely injured by Liu Qian at this time, turned around and left, and in a short time, he had already disappeared into the jungle.

It wasn't until a long time after the Grim Reaper and the others left that Liu Qian hurriedly turned his head, tears couldn't stop falling, looking at a beautiful face, at this time Han Zixin, who had become blurred with flesh and blood, but also burst into tears, hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Blame me, blame me, blame me for this, blame me for everything, blame me-"

"I don't blame you, I really don't blame you-"

The two people who hugged each other tightly murmured with tears streaming down their faces, and kept pulling the responsibility to themselves, and under the reflection of the moonlight, the two figures kneeling on the ground and hugging each other seemed to be integrated with the scene of the jungle.

After a while, Liu Qian hugged Han Zixin, who seemed to be too tired and had fallen asleep, to the side of the road, got on the Maserati, and returned to the villa.

In fact, along the way, Liu Qian knew that Han Zixin didn't fall asleep, she couldn't sleep, but she still avoided Liu Qian's gaze, turned her head sideways and looked at the scene outside the window, tears welling up.

He didn't know, but he didn't say anything, and it was useless to say more now, only to heal her face was king.

When she picked Han Zixin out of the car, her wonderful eyes were tightly closed, and her bloody face was shocking.

When the two of them returned to the villa, Liu Qian put Han Zixin on the sofa, and he sat quietly on her side.

In the empty villa, there was a faint silence.

"Husband, I, am I ugly?"

Han Zixin asked Liu Qian on one side with a little choked up, and the whole body and mind seemed to be haggard, and tears poured out again, and he couldn't stop it.

Liu Qian just turned his head to the side seriously, looked at Han Zixin, who was blurred at this time, smiled softly, and took her in his arms.

"No matter what you become, in my heart, your image has long been fixed on the day we first met. ”

Liu Qian took a deep breath, Han Zixin's delicate body trembled, and she smiled bitterly: "However, I feel that I am really not worthy of you now." ”

Shhhhhhh

At this moment, Liu Qian only felt that his heartbeat stopped suddenly, but then he laughed again.

"Or let's make a bet!"

Liu Qian lowered his head, looked at Han Zixin, who didn't dare to show him her cheeks at this time, and smiled softly, and the indescribable love spread in every move.

"Bet?"

Han Zixin muttered and said, "What bet?"

"A week's time, I'm going to use a week's time to rejuvenate you to the vitality you once had!"

Liu Qian said very solemnly.

Han Zixin's heart trembled, but she knew that it was impossible, and she also knew that this villain just wanted to use a week to save her confidence in living.

After all, most girls, especially the best beauties who were once famous, will not be able to withstand the pressure after being disfigured, and will choose to go to extremes.

She knew that he was for her good, so she was inexplicably moved to kill Han Zixin, and she didn't want to disappoint Liu Qian, so she just nodded.

However, no one knows what she thinks in her heart.

"I knew you didn't believe it!"

Liu Qian stood up slowly, Han Zixin looked over in surprise, but heard a pop, and Liu Qian tore all the clothes on his body.

As far as the eye could see, the shocking scars appeared under her eyes, and Han Zixin's gaze instantly became tender, she stood up sharply and threw herself into his arms.

"Wife, don't get me wrong, I'm proving, no, you listen to me, okay, good girl, don't cry, please, listen to me, okay?"

"You say, I'll listen. ”

"Okay, you see I have a lot of injuries on my body, haven't you thought about why I have so many injuries on my body, but my face is still the same as ordinary people, and I haven't suffered any injuries?"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't it true that my face hasn't been hit hard?"

"You mean—"

"I said I would give you the glory you once had in a week, and I did what I said!"

"Husband-"

"Wife. ”

"Carry me up, I'm tired. ”

"Hmm. ”

Liu Qian, who carried Han Zixin upstairs, carried her to the bed, looking at Han Zixin's shocking face, Liu Qian's heart was also distressed.

Chen Jiaojiao, I want you to die!

Liu Qian roared in his heart, but on the surface, when he treated Han Zixin, he was gentle like water, and his love was even stronger.

She hugged him tightly, reluctant to let go of her hands, Liu Qian also hugged her tightly, and chatted about many topics that had not been touched on in the bedside, and even had marriage, the more she chatted, the more she was happy, but gradually, Han Zixin gradually sank into sleep.

Looking at Han Zixin's shocking face, Liu Qian's heart was dripping blood.

Pure as her, why should she suffer such a sin, she should have been overshadowed by the stars, and after contact with herself again and again, all kinds of disasters suddenly came, and Liu Qian's heart became more and more sinking.

Looking at her sleeping appearance, Liu Qian didn't know where Han Zixin didn't believe what he said at this time.

From top to bottom, six or seven cuts were made in a row, and the skin and flesh were blurred, and they couldn't even clean it up, because that would only bring endless suffering.

In the past, where did the delicate eldest lady bear such pain, Liu Qian was reluctant to let her bear the chilling pain.

Love is not to say, Liu Qian decided to use practical actions to let her regain the hope of being born.