The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing noticed that the hands on his neck were slightly loose.

She took two shallow breaths. Although the sharp pain from her heart made her faint at any time, the stubbornness and stubbornness in those eyes did not decrease by half.

"Value." Mu Wanqing's lips lightly opened, and he looked at the priest somewhat decisively, "If you want my life, just do it."

There is no need to circumscribe like this...

She also didn't want to die of heart disease in this life.

Heart disease is really too painful, it will make her body, mind and soul pain unexpectedly and without warning, painful to suffocation, painful to give up life...

She faced coma, surgery and death over and over again, but forced herself to be optimistic and strong, and forced herself to smile like a flower.

She acted in front of everyone.

She always says she is good, but is that really good?

"Do it," Mu Wanqing said softly.

"Woo...Xiao Qingqing, don't give up!" Angel's pupils shimmered slightly, "I'm still trying to use energy to help you control your illness! Don't give up..."

Wait a minute, he insisted again, and Mu Wanqing also insisted again...Just wait until Ye Yuchen arrives!

"I said, do it."

Mu Wanqin raised his chin and looked at the priest. Although his slightly closed eyes concealed most of the obsidian-like eyeballs, the desperation between them suddenly hurt the priest's heart.

"Heh..." The priest snorted coldly, and slowly let go of his hand, "What a stupid woman."

It's so stupid that he can't bear to kill.

The priest got up slowly, the inexplicable distress coming from his chest made him frowned impatiently.

He looked down at the whip marks in his palm, and the venom had penetrated in, making the wound and the blood flowing out a little black.

why?

He felt sorry for her, couldn't bear to hurt her, even if he knew that Ives' whip was poisonous, he still helped her block it.

Is it because of those eyes?

It looked like the eyes of his sister and his mother.

"Young Master! You..." Ives looked at the priest incredulously, "Are you poisoned! Let me help you kill her!"

He didn't believe that the priest would be soft on Mu Wan.

So, Ives immediately took out the pistol, quickly loaded it and pointed it at Mu Wanqing's heart.

The girl closed her eyes and didn't mean to hide.

"boom--"

Two violent gunshots suddenly sounded at the same time.

Elvis pulled the trigger, and the bullet immediately came out, but the priest suddenly took out the gun from his waist before he acted and hit Elvis's pistol.

With two gunshots, Ives' bullet missed.

"Young Master!" Ives looked at the gun that fell on the ground, his eyes widened even more incredulously.

The priest actually protected Mu Wanqing twice!

"I didn't say let her die, she must live!" The priest squinted at Ives, his eyebrows filled with anger.

If it weren't for him to shoot quickly, Ives' bullet would just hit Mu Wanqing's heart, unable to return to heaven.

"I..." Ives felt bored for a while.

Mu Wanqing still closed her eyes, she was half-sitting and half-prone posture with her elbows resting on the ground, her long seaweed hair slowly sliding down her shoulders, covering her drooping face.

She is waiting for death, but she hasn't waited long.

"boom--"

At this moment, there was another shock in the underground dark layer, and the door was suddenly kicked open.

A long, godlike figure appeared under the slightly backlit door frame, and rushed in like enclaves.