(Cat flutter Chinese) "What's wrong?"

"Shut your mouth! Stupid woman. Jing Mohao stepped up and took her forward, calmly ordering, "Hurry up!" ”

Before Luo Xi could look back at him, he was pushed into the cabin with a palm.

Jing Mohao pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed at the vicious thugs who were still shooting.

"Young master, we can't shoot." Ouyang stood at the door, knowing that shooting here was not a trivial matter, and immediately reminded.

". Look for death! Jing Mohao's eyes cracked, and he decisively pulled the trigger.

The sound of the deadly sweep died down instantly, and only the muzzle of the black hole was filled with smoke, and the remnants of the last bullet echoed across the open field.

Jing Mohao's expression was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were gloomy.

Those who dare to hurt him Jing Mohao, no matter who it is, have only one end, and that is death!

Even if he wants to confront the government forces, he will not hesitate to do it!

Jing Mohao quickly turned around and entered the cabin, Luo Xi plunged into his arms, it was obvious that such a terrible scene scared this little woman who was not deeply involved in the world.

Jing Mohao still hugged her with both hands, and hummed in a low voice, "Stupid woman." ”

“……”

How do you know how to scold her...

Wait, why is it so wet and hot on his shoulders?

Luo Xi raised the palm of his hand on the man's back, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Blood...

It's blood...

So red...

It's so hot...

"Jing Mohao, you're bleeding, you were injured just now, right?" Luo Xi looked at the man with frightened eyes.

She had just felt something wrong, and when he dragged herself in front of her, she could clearly feel his left hand tremble slightly, and at that time, she wondered how a man as powerful as him could tremble...

He has such a big ability, if it weren't for protecting himself, he wouldn't have been hit...

With the angle of this bullet, if he didn't block this shot behind him, then this bullet would have passed through his skull and brought him into the netherworld, where could he still get into his stable arms like now, listening to him casually scold himself for being stupid...

He saved himself again...

If it were someone else, would he also be like this body to block bullets for others?

Why didn't he let himself die, why did he let her owe him again and again?

Let her feel that her conscience is uneasy, she can't love it, and she can't hate it!

Luo Xi looked at the bright red on his hands, his eyes were not dyed red, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and his lips and teeth trembled and he fought.

She had never hated her recklessness as much as she did now, nor had she ever felt so sorry for his impulse as she did now...

Jing Mohao reached out and picked up Luo Xi's face, the tip of his tongue against the corner of his lips, hooked his lips and smiled, "What?" Scared when you see such a little blood? ”

Luo Xi slapped his palm on the man's arm, making a heavy "pop" sound, and his tone was also angry and anxious, "Jing Mohao, why can you still laugh!" ”

The injured person is him, why does he always have to be so strong, always seems to be indifferent to anything, no matter what, he will not die.

It wasn't until she saw her own hand full of warm blood that she woke up.

It turns out that Jing Mohao is not a god, he is also a person...

Whether he had a heart or not, she didn't know.

But she knows that he is also a man of flesh and blood, who will grow old and die...

How could he use his chest to block bullets for her so casually...

How would she survive without him......

Teardrops rolled out silently, and before they could leave their jaws, they were wiped away one by one by the man's outstretched thumb.

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