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But when Yun Bixue and her party walked out of the villa and came to the clearing, the explosives in the ambush on the ground also exploded

In a short period of time, the entire surroundings of the villa were unrecognizable.

And Xie Limo was originally investigating the problem, ordering arrangements one by one, and controlling the overall situation, but when he looked up at the night outside again, he saw the fiery red sky, and his heart suddenly sank.

The fiery direction was where he and Bixue lived.

Xie Limo's whole heart was beating uneasily, trembling violently, his hand was loosened, and the paper he was holding was scattered on the ground piece by piece.

Xie Limo jumped out of the window without thinking about it, got into the car, and drove in the direction of home.

But there were also dangerous forces blocking the road, at such a moment, Xie Limo no longer retained his power, and shot directly, even if he drove fast, it took less than an hour's drive, and it took him more than two hours to reach the villa.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, Xie Limo's eyes were black for the first time, and he was a little unstable, but he still stood like a pine, and his noble figure was extremely cold in the night, and the smoke that was blown away surrounded him, as if he was feathering away, like a fairy and a charm, and he died in the dark.

Xie Limo's hands at my side formed fists, his eyebrows kept beating, his brilliant eyes flashed with blood-red light, and a surging murderous aura came out.

He felt that his heart was beating violently, a bloodthirsty ruthlessness surged into his heart, and his hand couldn't hold it, and he felt like he was going to kill, as if only a strong killing intent could cover up the pain in his heart, and the unparalleled pain spread to the whole body.

Everywhere on his body, he was shouting and going crazy.

Xie Limo controlled himself to the death, he was about to turn into the sea of fire, to find someone, no matter how calm and rational he was on weekdays, his mind was empty at this moment, as long as he thought that she was still in the bedroom before leaving, he could hardly bear it in his heart.

The only feeling he thought about was that everyone would be with him to make it hurt, and all those involved in all this would be doubly painful, and a feeling of destruction surged into Xie Limo's heart.

There were remnants of explosions on the ground, and the injured were ordinary people around them, as well as servants of the villa.

The villa had burned down, and even if he wanted to go in, he couldn't find anyone, but Xie Limo still walked in step by step, just like stepping on a sea of fire, and the flames came, stunning and poignant

"Xie Shao, Xie Shao, cough cough, you can't go in" There was an injured shadow guard, seeing Xie Limo appear, he staggered to stop Xie Limo.

Xie Limo didn't look back, just shook his hand and continued to insist on walking inside.

Xie Limo's heart was crying, he never knew that he would care about a person like this, a year is enough to change a lot.

From the two of them to the present, everything is as clear as yesterday, how warm those times were, and how painful he is now.

And he blamed himself, it was he who didn't protect him, if he could take her with her when she said she would go out with him tonight, wouldn't it be like this?

Xie Limo thought, unable to vent the pain in his heart, he smashed his fist on the burned wall, and the boom began to continue to collapse.

When Xie Liu knew that something was going on in the villa, he immediately rushed over, and when he saw Xie Shao's appearance, he was so shocked that he almost couldn't stand on his feet, their Xie Shao has always been invincible, but the scene in front of him subverted his cognition.

Although Xie Shao didn't cry, he knew that Xie Shao was bleeding in his heart, although he was a dead man and his feelings were indifferent, but at this time he suddenly had the urge to cry. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.