An Bingxin covered the wound and slowly supported it, although she panicked, she avoided the fatal wound at the last moment, although the injury was serious at this time, it was not life-threatening. When she sat up, she saw that Ye Zhiqiu was like a demon, covered in blood, and almost all the people present were without exception, and all of them were pinched and cut off by Ye Zhiqiu's throat with one palm.

"You, how could you ......" Ye Zhiqiu put Liu Tianxia to the last, at this time he no longer had any help, in the face of absolute power, he was an ant.

Ye Zhiqiu repeated two words in his mouth: "Kill, kill ......"

"Let me go, I promise that I will not blame the past, I can give you whatever you want. I will go abroad immediately and never come back for the rest of my life, and I will give you fifty percent of all my possessions, no, eighty percent, no, I will give you all of them, all of them. That's hundreds of millions of dollars, you want it, I'll give it to you. Liu Tianxia pleaded in a panic.

Ye Zhiqiu walked in front of him step by step, grabbed his throat, and then slowly held it in the air, revealing a weird smile.

An Bingxin glanced up at the moon in the sky, only to feel that the original snow-white moon was extremely red at this time, it was the legendary blood moon, hanging alone in the night sky, warning the world that the demon had descended into the world, and the karma was burning for thousands of miles.

There was a crisp click, and Liu Tianxia's money failed to impress Ye Zhiqiu in the slightest. Throwing down the lifeless corpse, Ye Zhiqiu turned his head to look at An Bingxin, and then walked up to him step by step.

Squatted down, stretched out his hand, but instead of touching her face, he pinched her neck and lifted it up.

An Bingxin only felt that his throat was clamped by an iron tong, and his two hands kicked weakly in the air.

"I, I'm An Bingxin, Ye Zhiqiu, I'm An Bingxin......" An Bingxin finally understood at this time that Ye Zhiqiu had fallen into the devil, and at this time, he didn't know anyone, and everyone was going to die.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, An Bingxin only felt a lack of oxygen in his brain, and his throat wanted to be crushed.

"Ye Zhiqiu, I'm Sister An, An Bingxin, don't you know me?" An Bingxin was almost squeezed out of his throat word by word.

After three or four seconds, the force in his hand was a little lighter, and the blood in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes was a little lighter, and he seemed to recognize it. Gently putting down An Bingxin, Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tifa who was struggling on the side.

An Bingxin immediately grabbed his hand and hurriedly said, "That's Tifa, and it's also your friend." ”

At the moment when he pinched his hand, Ye Zhiqiu turned around instantly, his blood-colored eyes were full of murderous aura, and he let out a beast-like roar like a demon.

An Bing's body trembled in fright, but he didn't let go, swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Now it's safe, no one can hurt us, you can stop, or sleep." ”

Ye Zhiqiu, who was enchanted, understood An Bingxin's words, and sat on the head of a corpse with a fart, looking around vigilantly. An Bingxin took out her mobile phone at this time and hurriedly found her cronies, if she hadn't dragged Ye Zhiqiu tightly along the way, I am afraid that her cronies would have been killed.

Back at home, Ye Zhiqiu was locked in the room, and after the private doctor invited to bandage Tifa and An Bingxin, he wanted to bandage Ye Zhiqiu's wounds, and was almost strangled to death.

"He is now estimated to have entered the demon barrier, in other words, he has gone mad. But he should still be sane, so he can still recognize people close to him. Well, I'll tell you how to do it, go and bandage him, or he'll bleed to death if he doesn't die." The doctor touched his bruised throat and felt palpitations.

An Bingxin had no choice but to temporarily pull out the flesh-and-blood skin on Ye Zhiqiu's back. During this period, Ye Zhiqiu was silent, like a monster that would not hurt. The doctor took advantage of this opportunity to go to the hemp-drunk-gun, and shooting a shot had no effect except to anger Ye Zhiqiu.

"He doesn't seem to be immune to any effect now, and now he can't do a full body check-up, and I don't know what he's relying on to support him. I think it's better to let the person he trusts the most persuade him to see if he can stop. Otherwise, he won't last long and will die. The doctor observed for a long time at this time, looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was bandaged into a mummy by An Bingxin, and made a conclusion.

An Bingxin immediately drove to Wang Shuiyue's villa, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Lin Mengran had fallen asleep after a tired day. An Bingxin persevered and woke up Wang Shuiyue, which woke up Lin Mengran.

"Sister An?" Lin Mengran was sleepy-eyed and puzzled.

An Bingxin said: "Ye Zhiqiu is in danger, he is dying, you go and help him." ”

As soon as she heard this, Xiao Nizi immediately sobered up and hurriedly asked, "He, what's wrong with him?" ”

"It's not clear to explain now, you come with me, time waits for no one."

Xiao Nizi didn't even remember to change her clothes and followed An Bingxin, and when she arrived at home, Ye Zhiqiu was sitting at the foot of the bed, panting one by one, looking extremely tired.

Lin Mengran looked at Ye Zhiqiu cautiously, walked up to him gently, and shouted in a low voice: "Zhiqiu......"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't react, and An Bingxin frowned. Before, as long as anyone approached, Ye Zhiqiu would instantly become manic, and even he had to quickly say his name a few times before he could get closer. But this Lin Mengran was able to walk up to him without saying a word, which shows the importance of this girl in Ye Zhiqiu's heart.

An Bingxin couldn't help but sigh that it was really more popular than people.

Lin Mengran looked at Ye Zhiqiu distressedly, sat beside him, took his hand, and said, "I'm Mengran, look at me." ”

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head slowly, the luster of his red eyes was already extremely dim, this did not mean that Ye Zhiqiu was gradually regaining his senses, but that his life was gradually consuming, and if he didn't stop, he would consume all his essence and blood and die here.

Lin Mengran couldn't help crying again, gently rubbed Ye Zhiqiu's cheek, and said, "I'm Mengran, don't you recognize me, what's wrong with you, how did you become like this." ”

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, and it took a long time to squeeze out a beast-like roar from his throat: "Mengran ......"

"It's me, I'm here, you can sleep with confidence, it's okay to sleep in my arms, close your eyes and sleep obediently, okay." Lin Mengran gently held Ye Zhiqiu's head and put it on his chest, and then gently kneaded Ye Zhiqiu's head.

Ye Zhiqiu slowly closed his eyes, and his originally stiff body softened, and he completely leaned on Lin Mengran's body, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Lin Mengran didn't dare to move, and it lasted for nearly half an hour, making sure that Ye Zhiqiu was already asleep, so he looked at An Bingxin and asked if it was okay with his eyes.

At this time, the doctor quietly walked to the side, rolled Ye Zhiqiu's eyelids with his fingers, and confirmed that he had passed out, and then said with confidence: "He has entered a deep sleep and can't wake up." ”

Immediately afterwards, the doctor asked the assistant to take out the instrument and start to examine Ye Zhiqiu's whole body and reapply medicine and bandage, after all, An Bing's pericardium was too ugly.

"He, what the hell is going on, why is this happening, what the hell have you done?" Lin Mengran looked at An Bingxin angrily at this time, and asked with a questioning expression.

An Bing felt guilty in his heart, sighed, and said, "It's my fault, he was originally leaving, and I left him behind to help me." I owe him my life. ”

"What will I do if he dies, will you be responsible?" Lin Mengran almost yelled at An Bingxin, and tears flowed out again.

If it were normal, except for relatives, anyone who dared to yell at her like this would probably have been pulled down and chopped into mud. But now that the object is Lin Mengran, An Bingxin can only bear it silently. Once hunched to a humble angle, An Bingxin said seriously: "I'm sorry ......"

"What's the use of saying I'm sorry, if Ye Zhiqiu has three longs and two shorts, I won't let you go." Lin Mengran said, hiding on the sofa and crying silently.

An Bingxin straightened his waist and opened his mouth to comfort, but he couldn't speak, so he had to give up.