'Don't. ’

The shouts rang out, and they were quickly drowned out.

On the stage, there was a sound in the sky, and then it continued.

Boom boom.

The familiar voice, Xiao Si heard it, and turned his head to look down in mid-air.

In the past, his face was as delicate as a flower, but at this time, he was delicate and colorless, with a panicked face, his eyes were full of despair, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, or he forgot to close it, and looked at himself blankly.

'I'm sorry, my Miss Dong. ’

With a soft mutter, Xiao Si retracted his gaze, looked at the thousands of thunder dragons roaring from above, chuckled, and then punched out.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, the figure that rose to the sky and was not afraid of death was like a moth to a fire in front of the thousands of thunder dragons that wanted to destroy the world and destroy the earth, and then it was completely submerged.

In this piece of heaven and earth, there are only thousands of thunder dragons left, and nothing else is gone.

When the ravages end, when the thunder dies down, when all the dust settles, the heavens and the earth are silent.

The people present were all stunned by the previous scene, trembling physically and mentally, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva for a long time, but it was difficult to come back to their senses and shocked the scene in front of them.

On the stage, no, it is more appropriate to use the pit or crater to describe it at this time.

I saw that the martial arts platform that had gone through countless battles but had always stood tall had completely disappeared at this moment.

That's right, completely gone, gone, gone.

It seems that in this world, there has never been a martial arts platform on that side, and under the blow of the thunder god's wrath, it has been completely erased from this heaven and earth.

Before that, although it was tattered, fragmented, and scrapped, there was still an outline, and although it was tattered, the martial arts platform was still a martial arts platform.

At this moment, the place where the previous martial arts platform was located was completely filled with a big crater at this time, as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky and smashed out a big pit, a huge crater.

And Dong Junxu seems to be standing on a raised stone pillar in the pit, looking at the prospect with a calm face, no sadness or joy.

Dong Junxu ignored the shock he gave to others, and looked at the deepest part of the pit with a pair of eyes as bright as stars, where a figure was lying there quietly, the light flashed in his eyes from time to time, as if he didn't know what he thought, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted.

After all, she is far from an ordinary person, she lost her mind for a moment, Dong Qingrou suddenly woke up, her little face suddenly turned pale, without a trace of blood remaining, and her breath was blocked in her chest, making her a little breathless, and the picture on the stage kept wandering back and forth in her mind, like a thorn deep in her throat, and she shouted softly like a fugue out of the world, 'Little Fourth Son....'

shouted softly, but it was no longer like in the past, the young man licked his face and appeared in front of her for the first time, bending over, rubbing his hands, and shouting Miss Dong with a flattering face.

The face of the hippie smile seemed to be fading away, and the person who brought her happiness seemed to be fading away.....

'Little fourth son. ’

This sound is heartbreaking.

His hands kept waving, slapping away all the people in front of him, his heart was like an arrow, his body was like the wind, and there was only that figure in his eyes.

This unscrupulousness caused a burst of scolding, but it quickly stopped, seeing the hurried beauty, no one dared to hide it in the slightest, and in that cold gaze, they couldn't help but shiver, and the crowded martial arts arena separated a road that went straight to the martial arts pit, unimpeded.

The heart tightened violently, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, the figure lying there quietly, the figure covered in scaly wounds and incomplete skin, Dong Qingrou only felt suffocated, stumbled, red eyes, and tears slipped down drop by drop.

'Little fourth son, little fourth son.... Wake up, wake up, wake up, if you don't wake up, I'm going to be angry....'

'Woo... Why don't you wake up yet, as long as you wake up, I promise you, I will never bully you again, never beat you again.....'

'Woo... Little fourth, did you hear that....'

"Yes, I have pills, I will give you all to eat, you can eat them quickly..."

'Little fourth son, why aren't you awake yet, woo... If you don't wake up, I'm really going to be angry....'

'Little four, wake up...'

......

Crying, begging, she tried to try, the pill poured into the young man's mouth like no money, she tried to wipe away the endless blood foam gushing out of the young man's mouth, she tried to stop the blood on the young man's body, but the effect was minimal, the young man was still asleep, and his breath was silent.

The tears in her eyes were like pearls with broken threads, falling one by one, falling on the young man's gradually clear face, and being broken into several petals, just like her heart.

It is said that she was born as the daughter of the Dong family, noble as the princess of a country, enjoying the glory of the world, and having no worries in her life.

But who knows the pain in her heart, from childhood to adulthood, no matter how kind she is on the face, it is because of her identity, when she was very young, she knew how others slandered her behind her, and again and again, she no longer pinned her hopes on those so-called friends and partners.

Why there is a set of faces in front of her and a set of words behind it, she didn't understand it at first, but later, slowly, she began to understand.

So be it....

In her life, there are only her parents, the elders of the clan, and the three little maids who have grown up with her since she was a child, with so much, she should have felt content, but sometimes, looking at those wanton laughter, she always feels a little envious, and then smiled and revealed, it is not a big deal, she said to herself.

There is nowhere to tell, everything is buried deep in the heart.

She thought that there should be no such moment in her life, until one day, she met a silly young man, just two months, but it was a moment of laughter in her life, although there was still something missing, she was extremely content.

In front of the teenager, she can say whatever she wants, make trouble when she wants, laugh when she wants to laugh, don't care about anything, she is tired and tired, the teenager will hum some very beautiful tunes for her, bored and tired, the teenager will tell some stories she has never heard, annoyed and angry, the teenager will try his best to coax her to tease her, although the teenager is sometimes very distressed, but she doesn't care, she likes this, the teenager should be like this, it is natural.

She thought that in this life, day and night, the teenager would always be by her side, how happy it would be.

And at this moment, looking at the boy lying quietly on the ground, thinking that the boy might fall asleep, the familiar face and smile were no longer there, she panicked, she was afraid...

She didn't want the teenager to leave her.

'Little Four!'