Chapter 1227: Let the Lady Come Back 1
As soon as she returned with a scream, her wrist was violently clasped by a force, and a roar sounded in her ear, "Are you really going to force me to death??" ”
A piece of debris flew up and splashed on Yi Beihan's face, instantly marking a terrible blood mark.
Yi Meifeng didn't react for a while, she only saw the monstrous hatred in Yi Beihan's eyes, and the scarlet that destroyed the world.
"Yi Beihan, are you going to kill your mother?" Yi Meifeng shouted sharply.
She is his biological mother, no matter how much he hates, he can't do such an excessive thing.
"Yi Beihan, I will not retreat, if you have the ability, you will kill me!" After she finished speaking, she shook off Yi Beihan's hand fiercely, choked back tears, tidied up her clothes, crossed Yi Beihan, and strode out.
The door was still open, and the cold wind was blowing outside, bringing in the snowflakes.
Sister-in-law Wang was so frightened that she just shouted "sir", and was frightened by Yi Beihan's roar and hurried into her room.
The whole living room was eerily quiet, except for the howling wind coming in from outside, and the beating of the wall clock on the wall.
He couldn't stand it any longer, and the whole person collapsed with a bang, looking at the quiet house in despair.
Now the only link between them was that weak piece of paper, and she didn't even let go of that.
Divorce?
Bai Jinse?
"Xia Yan-" He couldn't hold on any longer, he roared angrily, a tearing pain in his chest, and the fishy sweetness came up again, coughing out his throat, and the porcelain-white ground was suddenly bloody.
I don't know how many times he vomited blood, he sneered in his heart, if he dies soon, what else will he use to protect Xia Yan, and what will he use to keep Xia Yan in his heart?
The old wound on the fist has not healed, and at this time a new wound has been added.
Bright red blood stained the white shirt, the wound of the entire fist was torn open, and the flesh and blood were blurred, but he didn't feel pain, just stared at the snow flying outside the door in a daze.
Now, he's letting go, really letting go.
Yi Meifeng grabbed his death hole.
He really wouldn't do anything to Yi Meifeng, so he could only give up Xia Yan.
Now even if Xia Yan knew that Zhenxiang had forgiven him, how could he be with her?
A sharp pain suddenly came from his chest, and he only felt that it was because of Xia Yan's pain again, but the pain became more and more intense, burning the position of the atrium like a raging fire, and in an instant, a suffocating pain hit his body, and his limbs were almost gone.
Then the whole body burned, and I was anxious to find something to stop the pain in my body, and cold sweat broke out one after another.
Suddenly, he subconsciously thought of what he needed, he knew that the poison had not been quit, but he didn't expect the pain to be so strong this time.
He crawled forward with his hands weakly propped up on the ground, blood stained the ground.
The bright red of the ground sets off the whole villa in a quiet and bleak place, which is very different from the snow-covered scenery outside.
He braced his body and climbed one step after another with great difficulty.
The pain seemed to split his whole body, tearing it in half, and several times he really couldn't stand the pain, so he reached out and took the fruit knife, but he thought of Xia Yan again.
She should be sad now, and he must protect her well for the rest of his life.
Finally, with difficulty, he grabbed the phone on the table and dialed a number to go out.
"Ah Zhan...... Send the medicine over, immediately! ”
"Young master, you can't touch that thing anymore."