Several people were about to rush up, when suddenly an invisible barrier stopped them, and they didn't have time to pause and rush straight up, and then the barrier fluctuated, and suddenly bounced several people away.

Su Kui glanced at Shen Yu, "Not bad, very handsome!" ”

The dimples on Shen Yu's cheeks sunken, showing that he was in a good mood, "Thank you!" ”

The expressions of the people around them could no longer be described as frightened, thinking of Qian Biliang's tragic death, no one dared to rush up to find death.

The reason why Qian Biliang is their boss is because he is an anomaly, and he is the most capable of them.

And now, Qian Biliang didn't even have time to release his ability, so he was quietly chopped into meat puree.

I can't tear it finely, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb and about to explode.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Mo Hong rubbed his head and ran up, Han Yuran was obviously faster than him, and he took a big stride forward, and saw Qin Weilan sitting in a pool of blood in a daze, surrounded by something that was unsightly.

His feet paused, "Azure, blue......?" ”

Qin Weilan raised her head, tears quickly welled up in her beautiful eyes, and when she stood up, she wanted to throw herself into Han Yuran's arms and cry, but Han Yuran dodged as if she had unintentionally.

"Yu Ran, you ......" Qin Weilan bit her lower lip with her teeth, and looked at Han Yuran with tears in her eyes.

Han Yuran's heart softened, but when he thought of what might happen, he really didn't want to face it, so he forced himself to turn his head and refused to look at her.

He knew that Qin Weilan couldn't be blamed for this matter, it was because they, as men, did not protect the woman they loved. However, it is unbearable to think that the woman you love has been under someone else, asking other men to do the same thing they have done.

The bleeding from the bite of her lip, Qin Weilan didn't say a word, and slowly looked at Mo Hong with a sad expression.

In front of everyone's eyes, Mo Hong's eyes flashed, and in Qin Weilan's disappointment, he sighed and walked over, his big palm hesitated for a moment, and finally fell on her back, patted comfortingly, and said softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid, it's all over, ah." ”

Qin Weilan's heart suddenly relaxed, and she cried in Mo Hong's arms, "Ah Hong, I didn't, I didn't get ......"

Mo Hong interrupted her, "It's okay, don't talk about this anymore, good." ”

The body in his arms stiffened, and Qin Weilan's distorted demeanor radiated infinite resentful light in his eyes.

Are all men in the world the same mold?!

Su Kui looked at the farce in front of him and sighed, "Tragedy-"

A pair of big palms behind her clasped her waist and pulled her into an embrace full of clear breath, Shen Yu's smooth chin rested on top of her head, and said in a deep voice: "Tragedy is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, isn't it?" ”

Su Kui tilted his head and complained without the slightest emotion, "My dear, you are really a typical anti-socialist. ”

Shen Yu chuckled, and his vibrating chest was attached to Su Kui's thin and thin back, clearly conveyed to her heart through the thin expectation, "Then do you still love it?" ”

Lowering his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Su Kui sighed slowly, "Love-"

How can you not love?

In the afterglow, the man who used to have a handsome and sunny face is now hidden behind the crowd, a huge black scar has formed on his left cheek, and his body is rickety, and he no longer has the vigor he used to have.

At this moment, there was no schadenfreude in his eyes when he looked at Qin Weilan, only a trace of melancholy that was not easy to detect.

Since ancient times, the word love is the most hurtful.

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