Ou Yanzhe should not have been in danger himself, but the old housekeeper Joey blocked him several times but couldn't stop him. When he picked her up from the dark and narrow secret room, Lan Qingchuan raised his eyelids and looked at him in a daze.

She didn't recognize him, only a flash of gold. It was his hair glistening in the light. She fainted, and she had stretched to the limit.

Ou Yanzhe took off his coat, wrapped her in his arms, and quickly evacuated the place under the protection of his men.

However, Miyachi would not be so easy to deal with. He doesn't make a second mistake because of the same person.

The black-haired man stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in a pitch-black robe, with an expressionless face, and his beauty was scorching. Delin Yuan is his place, his posture is leisurely, obviously stepping on a bloody water, but his eyes are extremely flat.

Ou Yanzhe hugged Lan Qingchuan and couldn't pull out the gun. However, Miyachi Ruo's men neatly aimed the black hole guns at his head.

Miyachi Ruo's gray eyes slowly revealed the fierceness of the beast-like killing, and he stood in place, looking at Lan Qingchuan who was being hugged from a distance.

Lan Qingchuan was unconscious, he couldn't see her face, and he couldn't listen to her anymore.

Since it doesn't belong to him, then ruin it.

Gong Chiruo raised his hand, his cold eyes, I don't know how many years of cold wind had accumulated.

The men on both sides began to fight again. This is a small garden in Delin Garden, which is planted with wisteria rose, which is naturally not visible in the current season, and this is Chu Li's favorite place to stay. At this time, this place has almost become a nightmare, a purgatory, and there is blood red everywhere, even Ou Yanzhe's clothes are stained with such red.

Miyaikeruo stood quietly, not far away, not close. He had that long black hair, and that he had such a face, but he looked like a demon. The fire flickered, and some light and fire reflected in his dull and lifeless eyes, but it was soon gone. That look was like an outsider, standing in the midst of devastation, lonely and crazy.

Ou Yanzhe is not as good as Gong Chi Ruo, he has been pampered since he was a child, even if he holds the power of the military department, he is not as good as Gong Chi Ruo who came out of the blood, he is extremely skilled in destroying the enemy and killing.

Ou Yanzhe didn't expect that there were also snipers here.

When he saw the smile on Miyachi Ruo's lips, his intuition was not good. One of the guards he brought with him was shot through the head accurately and quickly. His shirt was stained with blood and he was escorted backwards.

Lan Qingchuan was in his arms, as light as a lifeless feather. A pale face that doesn't know anything.

Ou Yanzhe had just stabilized here, she closed her eyes, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. She was dressed in light-colored clothes, and the front of her dress was gradually stained with a large patch of blood red. Ou Yanzhe's face tightened, and he raised his hand to wipe the blood marks from the corners of her mouth for her.

The blood was warm, and his hand shook and he pulled her into his arms.

He really didn't want to see her die. This is what he really thinks in his heart.

Lan Qingchuan has always been slender and weak, different from the oriental girls he has seen, she looks delicate and beautiful, and she is even more silent and cold. It is already a well-known thing in the circle that she is not in good health, but few people know that she has hurt the bottom of her body and can no longer suffer any stimulation.

If she had fallen asleep forever in a coma, then there would be no point for him to come here.