The sudden bullets were as dense as raindrops, and Yi couldn't believe it...

The power of this reproduction can be fed back to the little leader in the form of blood compensation.

He couldn't accept that Fan Jiuyan had been reduced to that field, but now it was deduced into a self-inflicted experience.

Without the power of shielding, the power of a small part of the neutralization is simply not enough to resist this rain of bullets...

The moment the bullet swept in, Yi pounced directly on Zhuo Jue beside him.

He didn't think about it.

In fact, let him think about it, he will also protect her at all costs.

He hadn't protected her, to be precise, she hadn't given him a chance.

He had never had, embraced, and protected her chance.

Zhuo Jue let out a low whimper, and she was suddenly pressed to the ground and choked on a mouthful of sand.

She wanted to cough, but the smell of blood made her immediately look back at the weight on her body.

I saw that the silver hair, lusterless hanging down on her neck...

Like a touch of abandoned moonlight.

"If... Cold?" she struggled to her feet, her voice trembling.

It was his blood that spread out like a stream, not at all the dripping water that pierced the stones...

It's continuous... Scarlet, directly poured her heart...

With a tight throat, Yi flipped over weakly, and after making sure there were no bullets, he stretched out his arms to protect her.

"I can't die," he smiled.

Zhuo Jue's black hair was a little messy, stained with dust on the ground and smoke in the air, but she did not lose her breathtaking beauty.

Her expression was all disappointed, she was disappointed in all this, in him.

"Ruohan, you shouldn't stand in my way. ”

He didn't care about facing him, because his back, all of which had been pierced, was densely packed with bullets...

The back of the entire white robe was full of blood, as if this robe was originally this red.

"Why, do you want this son of a scumbag to hurt you again... What?"

His voice sounded like he was asleep, and he barely had the strength to put his hand on his back...

Reinvent it.

He would rather not reshape, this is the most beautiful medal on his body, it is because he protects her...

"Why is he a son?"

Zhuo Jue's voice choked suddenly, and she wanted to ask him rhetorically.

But this irrepressible grief slowly turned this sentence into a redundant statement...

"That year, the leader of Fanlan agreed, he agreed that we were together..."

Yi Fu paused sharply with his hand behind his back, stopped abruptly and then slipped off.

He was stunned for a long time, and shook his head with a wry smile.

His back was full of red blood, and Fan Jiuyan was only observing him from a distance at the moment, because he felt that he didn't need to reshape...

Damn it indeed.

"Fanlan, how could he agree? He thinks I'm not worthy of you! He thinks I'm a werewolf! I don't think I've got any ability to send people under the fence!"

He ignored Zhuo Jue's tearful shaking of his head, recalling hoarsely over and over again, and his glowing eyes were hot.

"You know... Why, when I heard that you were exiled by him... How I want to kill him..."

"Stupid!" Zhuo Jue rushed over and slapped him in the face again.

Again.

"The leader wants you to become a werewolf with status, go find me!"

When Yi heard this, he immediately laughed like a child and put his arms around her.

"I am, I am, I am, I was the strongest, the most powerful a long time ago, because I am the only one in the werewolf clan. ”

He stared at her face and smiled a chill that made her heart shine, and the dimples that were fading were very moving.

"Really, I'm the only one, there are no werewolves in this world. ”

Unable to feel her chill at all, Yi was like a child, holding her cold hand, smiling and shaking.

Then he pointed to the bloody and festering flesh in the distance.

"Look, the others are dead, so it's really just me. I'm the strongest!"

He didn't know that Zhuo Jue's heart was like an ice cube that solidified in an instant.

It can't melt anymore...

"Ruohan, you've changed, you've made me sick!" she yelled at him.

"Do you know, Fan Lan agreed, but I escaped! I thought you were a burden at the time, so I left you in the blood clan!"

Yi felt a little unconvinced when he heard her say this, but he didn't doubt her feelings for him.

"Lose me, why lose me... I wonder if it's because I'm too troublesome..."

He also suddenly had an aggrieved expression, which made Zhuo Jue hate even more.

She hated herself back then, why did she meet such a terrible guy.

"Because you're our old enemy, werewolves!

"Is the identity so important?!" Upon hearing this, Yi immediately retorted.

He was a little angry, but still in a childlike tone.

"That's right!" Zhuo Jue pointed to Ling Ce, who was lying on the ground, being guarded by Qi Jinying.

"I finally have my life, and you are still destined to destroy me!"

Ruined her...?

No, it's not...

Yi shook his head slowly, his eyes widening, and he stepped back slightly, but fell to the ground without paying attention...

Suddenly, his widening eyes were filled with mist, and the feeling of mist seemed to have been separated for ten years...

What hurts?

In addition to the back, there is also the heart.

"Wow. Listen, my heart is not beating..."

He pointed to his heart, looked at Zhuo Jue aggrievedly, and pursed his mouth.

couldn't help but want to hug him, but Zhuo Jue saw Ling Ce's unbandaged wound, his heart was pierced again, and he stopped.

"That's my son, Ling Ce. I also have a son named Ling Zhihang. ”

She choked and looked at him fiercely.

"You know, if I didn't love that man very much, I would never have had two children for him!"

Yi's face suddenly turned hideous, she got up suddenly, and grabbed her arm forward, "You say it again, say it again!"

"Huh. Zhuo Jue smiled, her soft gaze resting on Ling Ce.

"Look, my son, is he very good and cute?"

"......" Yi directly reached out and grabbed her neck, her fingers straining up.

"Ahh

Seeing that she was out of breath and in pain, Yi let go of her hand.

Zhuo Jue was suddenly liberated and breathed heavily.

"Does this hurt? Uncomfortable?" he stared at her with plaintive eyes.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to endure without you for ten years and nights, and how much pain I have?"

"I think you're going crazy! Who can I talk to?!"

He was almost mad, clutching at his hair, his ungraceful gait, staring at her with hatred.

"I just want everyone to free up this world!

Then I'll plant a world of flowers and live with you..."

Zhuo Jue covered her mouth, and her tears flowed down her fingers and into the corners of her mouth...

The stretch is flowing.

It turned out that ten years later, he still remembered that she liked flowers.

He wants this world, and the purest purpose is just to find her and be with her.

"I ......" Yi wanted to say something, but saw Zhuo Jue's dilated pupils.

"No,!!," she wailed, as if it was worse than the wolves.

Fan Jiuyan's arm penetrated directly into Yi's chest without hesitation...