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

Hearing the sound, Mu Wanqing's heart trembled slightly.

She supported the ground with one hand on the elbow, and the other hand tightly grasped the placket of her chest, lifted her body slightly, slowly raised her eyes and looked over...

"Qing Qing!" Ye Yuchen's eyes shrank suddenly.

At the moment he saw Mu Wanqing lying weakly on the ground, the blood on the man's body seemed to freeze.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the monstrous anger built up a force in his heart, causing him to rush towards Mu Wanqin like flying arrows, almost crazy.

"I want to take her away, how easy is it!"

Avis's eyes were sharp and fierce, he immediately rushed to Ye Yuchen, firmly raised his leg to stop him.

Ye Yuchen's ink eyes drenched.

"Get away." He dodges immediately to avoid Ives' attack, hitting his abdomen with a kick, kicking the person away.

Ives didn't expect that Ye Yuchen would stretch out his hand so flexibly, and the power that he could not bear.

"puff--"

He crouched on his side, was kicked to the wall, his back slammed hard and hard against the wall.

Ives covered his chest, a little blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Ji Xue Ge Young Master, priest." Bo Liang looked at the priest standing aside with cold eyes, and slowly took out the gun on his waist.

He took off his suit and leather shoes and put on a tight-fitting black suit. The half-open black leather suit complemented the firearms and ammunition, revealing a special coldness and masculinity.

"Bo Shao, long admiring the name." The priest clenched the gun in his hand, his eyes tightened, and the bullet was loaded.

As soon as the voice fell, gunfire sounded.

The priest collided with the thin and cold evil spirits, and confronted them like a gallop. In the dark layer, there immediately sounded a sharp and fierce group fight.

"boom--"

In another place, gunfire also sounded.

Ye Yuchen pulled the trigger suddenly, and the chain on Ling Feng's wrist broke instantly, and he squatted to the ground with his arm.

"Go first, the car is outside."

Ye Yuchen raised his wrist, threw the pistol to Ling Feng, and then squatted down to hug the weak Mu Wanqing, "Ready to take it at any time."

Ling Feng clenched the pistol, "Yes."

He immediately turned and left, firing consecutive shots to destroy several of the blood sacrifice pavilions who blocked him, and rushed out of the encirclement.

Ye Yuchen held Mu Wanqin tightly in his arms.

He held the girl's waist with one hand, and the other big palm buckled her back of the head, and he could feel the coolness of her skin even through the winter sweater.

"Yuchen, you are here."

Mu Wanqing raised her eyes, her pale lips raised a very light arc, she reached out to touch Ye Yuchen's cheek, her cold hand conveyed the temperature to the man's heart.

Ye Yuchen shook her hand, "Sorry, I'm late."

The girl gently shook her head, she gently rubbed the man's cheek with her fingertips, with a smile in her eyes.

Not too late, not too late...

"It's great to see you before I die." Mu Wanqing chuckled, her voice so weak that she hardly had any strength.

Her heart hurts so much.

Mu Wanqing felt that this heart had never been so painful before or in this life, and it was so painful that it numbs her.

The feeling of anxiety from time to time is no longer there, and replaced by the severe pain that envelops the entire body, as well as the coldness and weakness that has attacked the blood.

Tired, drilled from the tip of the soft heart to the flesh and even the bone marrow, the momentary feeling made her feel light and soft, and her eyes slowly closed.

She felt that the blood was getting cold, getting cold...

She is dying.