Shen Dunian's head was chaotic, and when he heard Qu Lin's words, he hurriedly helped her up from the ground.

Qu Lin's legs and feet seemed to be inconvenient and unsteady.

She leaned against the wall behind her, holding Shen Wannian's arm and breathing a little unsteadily, but she still gasped lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Sisi, what Uncle Han left here is in the bed board, and the center of the bed board is hollow, open it." ”

Directly across from her, a cool breeze seeped in through the wooden window, which had no glass.

The cool breeze ruffled her long, messy hair, making her whole body look bleak and sad.

Shen Dui thought about this moment, and he had forgotten the purpose of coming to the clouds.

She grabbed Qu Lin's hand tightly, her heart ached like a knife, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Sister, let's go out first, and after we go out, say slowly, I'll take you out of here first." ”

She is still the innocent, lovely and kind little girl back then.

Qu Lin's throat rolled, and endless sour water poured up and swallowed, swallowed and gushed up.

Qi Zhu couldn't bear to break such a scene, received Jun Yiqing's eyes, and the man in black took off his backpack and walked to the only small wooden bed indoors.

Jun Yiqing's eyes were completely focused on Shen Dunian, and he had already figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing by just relying on the conversation between the two.

Just when everything was quiet and just right, Jun Yiqing suddenly caught a trace of noise, although it was extremely slight, but it was still enough for him to smell it.

Immediately, when he was vigilant, he suddenly saw Qu Lin's instantly stiff body and her subconscious actions.

Shen Dunian was completely immersed in grief and could not be noticed, only to feel that her wrist was suddenly tightened, and in the next second, her whole person was thrown to the side by Qu Lin's force.

Boom!!

When a loud gunshot rang out, Shen Dunian fell into a wide, warm embrace.

Next, the scene presented in front of Shen Dunian's eyes became a nightmare that she would linger for the rest of her long time.

Qu Lin stood in her original position, and in the center of her brain was a bottomless hole, and the crimson liquid that slowly flowed out of it poured into her eyes.

She didn't even have time to turn her head to look at Shen Dunian again, and her body smashed straight to the ground.

"Sister!!" Shen Dunian only felt for a moment, the thunder above his head was thunderous, and his heart was empty.

The frost that fell from the sky enveloped her, like an ice blade, like a random arrow, like the dark and cruel haze of this world, like a pathetic requiem from hell.

Her body was tightly held in Jun Yiqing's arms, unable to struggle, unable to run, unable to get close, and watched Qu Lin smash to the ground like a sack full of physical objects.

It makes a suffocating muffled sound.

Qi Zhu and the black-clothed people suddenly stiffened, and in the next second, Qi Zhu took out the gun on his waist and stuffed it into the earphones, and roared: "What's the matter!"

When the words fell, the man in black propped up the window edge and jumped out!

Qi Zhu slammed the knife in his hand on the bed board, looking for what Qu Lin said.

A faint smell of blood permeated the entire room.

Shen Dunian didn't know where the bull energy came from, so he suddenly broke away from Jun Yiqing, took three steps into two steps, and rushed towards Qu Lin.

Her lying on the ground was indecent, her dark hair soaked with a crimson liquid.

Shen Wannian's knees softened, kneeling in front of her, her pretty face was pale, her fingers trembling and grabbing the clothes on Qu Lin's arm, her teeth clenched tightly.

Who is it!

Who did it!!