"Duanmu Chen......"

Yue's gentle voice lost her former calm, and she controlled Bing Xinyan, who was in the center of Qingchen, to appear quickly.

As soon as Bing Xinyan appeared, it was like a plate of delicacies appearing in front of a hungry man, and the breathless fire that was originally attached to Duanmu Chen gave up Duanmu Chen without thinking about it, and instead rushed towards Bing Xinyan.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yue gently flashed to him and hurriedly shouted: "Duanmu Chen......"

Trembling, he took the ointment out of the storage ring.

She didn't care about the injuries on her hands at all, and applied the ointment to Duanmu Chen.

She was burned by the breathless fire until there was no flesh in her palm, and she didn't "hum", at this time, she saw Duanmu Chen's charred body, and her eyes were red.

"What a bastard!" Duanmu Chen's slight anger at Yue turned into a long sigh.

Yu Qi said that he was angry with Yue for gently hurting himself, but he was angry at his own stupidity.

For such a long time, his family had endured such rough pain in front of him, and he didn't even find any clues.

He doesn't, who?

Duanmu Chen's whole body was wrapped in the breathless fire, no matter how fast Yue Qing's reaction was, no matter how short the time those lifeless fires stayed on Duanmu Chen's body, he also deeply tasted the taste of the breathless fire.

Since he did not resist, his robe was burned to ashes the moment it touched the flames.

The flawless skin, which was as bright as fine porcelain, turned into pieces of charred black skin, crumpled and terrifying.

"I'm a bastard!"

The hoarse sound made Duanmu Chen's already broken heart shatter into slag.

"But you're even more of a jerk!" Yue roared softly, and her feelings were a little out of control.

She just didn't want him to get hurt, she didn't want him to suffer, and she wanted to do her best to protect him.

Duanmu Chen reached out and took her into his arms.

The moon gently pounded his chest, his hands numb from pain, blood seeping from her fingers, leaving shocking traces of blood on his charred chest.

Duanmu Chen endured the pain, imprisoned her in his arms, and kept whispering in her ear: "Hmm! I'm a bastard! I'm a bastard! ”

There is a deep sense of distress in guilt and self-blame.

Under his constant coaxing, Yue's gentle love gradually calmed down, and she buried her head in his arms and didn't make a sound again.

His lightness! So domineering, so feminine!

It's cold and hard outside, but the heart is so soft.

Accustomed to being strong, accustomed to carrying a qiē on his shoulders, accustomed to the sword light and sword shadow rushing alone, and the flood beast blocking alone.

……

There was a faint light flashing in the corners of Duanmu Chen's eyes, his chin rested on Yue Qing's shoulder, and he murmured: "Qing'er, by your side, give me a place!" Share the position for you, shelter you from the wind and rain, and go hand in hand with you! Let me have a chance to protect you well! ”

At this moment, Duanmu Chen finally understood why his dear father was willing to be the shadow of his mother.

The people on the tip of their hearts are not ordinary women!

A woman who doesn't scream and cry when she encounters a difficult situation, and wants to shrink into the arms of a man forever.

Duanmu Chen also understood once again that what he wanted had always been so simple, he only needed a position next to his family Qing'er, no matter how narrow this position was, even if he could only live in the shadows forever, he had no regrets.

I just hope that there will be a chance to guard.