Chapter 1205

Only this man would hold her, kiss her, hold her like a fragile piece of porcelain, and tell her things she had never heard before......

The thunderstorm outside the floor-to-ceiling window continued, but it was probably because of this warm and powerful embrace that Yun Tian suddenly felt at ease that he had never felt before.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, she closed her eyes like a small animal, and whispered, "Then you have to stay with me, and when I wake up, I still want to ......"

What else do you want...... She didn't say anything, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Bei Ming Yexuan got the compromise she wanted the most, staring at her unguarded eyebrows, thin blood-red lips, curved in a paranoid and dark arc, and responded softly, "I'm here." ”

He'll always be there, watching her wake up.

Yun Qian seemed to sense the company of peace of mind, and the corners of his lips hooked up a quiet smile, and he slept more deeply.

......

Same night.

Mu Qingyou fled in the darkness of the pouring rain.

She never underestimated the power of the Beiming family.

Originally, she killed Yun Qian and had the protection of Gu Yucheng, even if the Northern Styx Night Xuan retaliated, she was not afraid.

But now Gu Yucheng no longer sheltered her for the sake of Yun Tian, and threw her out alone to face this killing night.

Mu Qingyou hated Yun Qian to death in his heart.

Yun Qian said that in the face of her pursuit, it would start at twelve o'clock, so after leaving Gu Yucheng's territory, Mu Qingyou immediately found a hidden place and was good at escaping and hiding.

She is not weak, and she has a Gu worm that kills people and saves her life, so in the face of those unknown killers, although Mu Qingyou is afraid, she is also confident that she has the strength to fight.

She had set up a lot of traps around her in advance, and if the other party really appeared, she would definitely die first.

"Ding" sound——

The bells of the street cathedral point to twelve o'clock.

Mu Qingyou's whole nerves tightened.

She was confident that she had hidden her tracks well enough that it would take at least an hour for those people to find it.

She hid in the shadows, her eyes wide open at the entrance ahead, silently waiting for the killers to appear.

As long as she can kill a group of people and succeed in surviving, it will be enough to show Gu Yucheng, her Mu Qingyou's strength.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Mu Qingyou's back suddenly ached.

If it weren't for the insects on her body sensing the danger and suddenly hitting the mouth of the bottle uneasily to warn, she might have been directly split in half by the sudden killing machine.

Mu Qingyou lay on the ground, and his heart was completely cold.

Why did you find it so quickly?

And the position is still behind her?!

But behind her was clearly —

Mu Qingyou turned his head suddenly, but there was no shadow of anyone in the dark rain curtain.

But at the same moment, a sense of danger came from behind her again.

Mu Qingyou rolled on the spot, dodging the second wave of killings, and his face became ugly.

Damn it!

How many people did the other side send?!

Just as she was thinking about this question, in the dark night, a voice suddenly came out, "You're so lucky, it should have been a weaving ......"

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