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When Qi Ye came, he saw a picture that made his heart sink straight to the bottom.

Ye Yan was lying on the ground, with a large patch of blood under his body, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Ye Weilan sat on a person, and cut people with a knife like crazy.

Without his orders, a subordinate immediately took the doctor to see Ye Yan, if something happened to her, Yi Sa would fight with him.

Qi Ye strode forward to pick up Ye Weilan, his eyes were so anxious that he didn't even have time to look at who the person on the ground was, he only cared about his wife wholeheartedly, and when he saw the strange red light in Ye Weilan's eyes, his heart suddenly cooled.

Red Eyes......

Grim Reaper's Eyes......

He thought of that thunderstorm night in the Holy See, what the Grim Reaper had said about the "poison of the shadow", and his hands and feet were cold for a moment.

"Lan," Qi Ye gently caressed her face, and her tone trembled a little: "It's okay, don't be afraid, wake up......"

Ye Weilan ignored him, her eyes were staring at Long Qianya lying on the ground from beginning to end, muttering to herself, struggling to pounce: "Kill you......"

Qi Ye hugged her tightly into his arms, his strength almost crushed her bones, he held her face and bit her lip fiercely: "Lan, you look at me, I am Qi Ye, I am your husband, I am your favorite person, I will take you home......"

Ye Weilan was completely imprisoned in his arms, unable to move, he took the knife in her hand with one hand and threw it aside.

Maybe it's because his breath is too familiar, when Ye Weilan was in his arms, there was no sign of resistance, she was docile like a kitten, she let him kiss her and coax her, but her eyes were always firmly fixed on Long Qianya on the ground, cold and sharp, and she refused to move the slightest.

Qi Ye raised one hand and suddenly covered her eyes.

The moment his hand covered Ye Weilan's eyes, Long Qianya on the ground regained all her strength in an instant, and as soon as the spiritual shackles were gone, she was able to move again.

Long Qianya knew that at this time, Qi Ye didn't have the heart to pay attention to her, once he got free, she would die ugly.

So she immediately got up, and the subordinates brought by Qi Ye raised their guns one after another, and the bullets were splashed at Long Qianya like rain.

Without the kind of confinement that oppresses people's nerve pain, Long Qianya flashed all the bullets quickly and easily, Ye Bing was here, she didn't dare to stop any longer, turned around, and immediately retreated.

Qi Ye didn't have the energy to care about anyone at this time, he hugged Ye Weilan and comforted him in a soft voice over and over again: "Lan, Ye Yan is not dead, she just fainted, the doctor is giving her first aid, she needs someone to take care of her, wake up quickly......"

As he finished saying this, an itch suddenly crossed his palm.

Qi Ye's eyes moved, it was the feeling of eyelashes, and he immediately took his hand away.

The color in Ye Weilan's eyes began to fade gradually, she raised her eyes to look at Qi Ye, her eyes returned to their original purity, and after a moment of dazedness, she didn't have time to tell her thoughts and fears, her lips trembled and said, "Yan Yan ......"

A trace of hidden worry crossed Qi Ye's eyes, and he patted her on the shoulder: "Ye Yan is fine, the doctor is treating her." ”

Ye Weilan just wanted to speak, when a doctor came over and said in a solemn tone: "Young Master, Young Madam, Miss Yan's condition is very critical, we must go to the hospital immediately!" ”