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Chapter 357 Who's Who's Thorn Tree (Seventeen)

Wan Qing was originally distracted, how could she withstand the sudden impact, she staggered, and she fell towards the middle of the road, the familiar voice behind her, even if the tone changed, Wan Qing could still recognize who it was, it was as shrill as A ghost, but extremely crazy, who else could it be except Laixue.

The heavy trucks were not fast when they arrived in the urban area, but Wan Qing, who was unable to stand still, was obviously stunned by the situation in front of her. The dazzling light was like a searchlight, making her unable to see the cars on both sides of the road clearly. Wan Qing instinctively thought I wanted to turn back, but I didn't expect a car that cut the lane from the side to come roaring.

"Don't retreat!"

A terrified and cold call rose in the night sky with tension.

Just when Wan Qing's mind was so blank that she didn't know how to move her feet, and just when she thought that the car would hit her, a tall figure shrouded a shadow, which made her feel pain all over her body. strength, hug tightly.

The speed between the calcium carbide flames, the piercing sound of brakes, the sound of the horn, the sound of exclamation, and the muffled sound when the front of the car hit a human body, all of a sudden filled Wan Qing's mind.

The bloody moment filled Wan Qing's nostrils, filled her numb consciousness just now, the moment her body hit the ground, before she had time to feel the stiff concrete floor, she had rolled several times towards the side of the road, Of course, this is definitely not what the person who hugged her wanted to do, but because the car that was told hit her and rolled over under inertia.

But apart from those pair of arms that hugged her waist tightly and the other firmly protected her hand, Wan Qing's body was not hit by the car, in fact she was hugged My own people are completely protected in my arms.

Even though Wan Qingyi's consciousness was scattered and her emotions were out of control, even though the smell of alcohol and blood filled her nostrils, even though this breath was far away and unfamiliar in the cold winter wind, even though she refused and disgusted again and again, she still changed. No, the fact that the person in front of him is Mo Lingtian.

At this moment, Wan Qing's heart was still touched, no matter how much she hated and hated her, when she realized how carefully and fully he was protecting herself, when she saw his cold face, a pair of The deep eyes had long lost indifference and sarcasm, only affection and regret, when he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood spat on the ground beside her ear, Wan Qing was still shocked.

"Mo Lingtian~"

After uttering these three words with difficulty, Wan Qing's face finally had a look of emotion, but the man with a pale and handsome face under the night light raised his usual thin and ruthless lips, There was an extremely gentle smile and satisfaction.

It seems that she can be guaranteed to be safe and sound, and it seems that seeing the shock and touch on her face, he finally died without regret.

"I was wrong~"

The bright red blood stained Wan Qing's vision, the blue veins on his handsome face and forehead were exposed, but his body was pressed against her body, unable to move, Wan Qing felt the hot and humid liquid, seeping through her pants, staining her body on the skin.

Wan Qing was so terrified that she couldn't speak, but Mo Lingtian gathered her strength and continued to hold her tightly under the night wind, in the cold, amidst the exclamation and worry, and whispered with a firm force :

"Xia Wanqing, I'm in love with you. Your happiness is like a thorn. I know that once I get close, you will be the only one who will hurt you!"

"I even deliberately kept my distance!"

There was a pale and gentle smile on Mo Lingtian's face, and at that moment his face even overlapped with Qiao Jinfan's, this seriousness of concern, without any hypocrisy, even carried a kind of determination, just for the sake of love , Although dead without regret.

"Perhaps, only when I die can I give up on you!"

His sudden announcement seemed to be cold and stern, and it seemed to be the final desperation, and Wan Qing couldn't accept the word death, no, she couldn't accept his death, Wan Qing instinctively wanted to prevent this possibility.

She hated him, resented him, annoyed him, and even coldly wanted to kill him a moment ago, but now Wan Qing couldn't accept Mo Lingtian's death for her.

"Mo Lingtian, I won't forgive you even if you die!"

Yes, use death to give her a shackle that can never be untied, use death in exchange for her forgiveness?
Wan Qing anxiously pushed Mo Lingtian, but she could see his eyes, from the soft light at that moment, became slack, and those eyes, following his drooping head and eyelids, ruthlessly dimmed and fell away. .

"It's so cold~"

After those two words were barely audible from the corners of Mo Lingtian's lips, Wan Qing froze in his arms, unable to struggle, and couldn't let her go. She has half the chance to escape.

"Ahahaha, they're all dead, they're all dead, the bad guys are all dead!"

Lai Xue's voice was unusually sweet, with a childlike voice, but it was eerie and creepy, causing the people she saw on the road to run away like snakes and scorpions, but she didn't seem to feel it, and she still screamed happily , repeating.

"They're all dead, haha, dead~"

Just like the voice in a dream, Wan Qing felt that the world was still at that moment, and the person holding her was virtual. Lai Xue's crazy laughter was an illusion. Wan Qing widened her eyes and felt like a scene Dream.

Mo Lingtian, is Mo Lingtian really so dead?She doesn't owe him anything, she doesn't need it at all, let alone his compensation!
The crowd formed a circle from a distance, blocking Qiao Jinfan's way. He was drunk and his steps were unsteady, but the two bodyguards who were supporting him were sternly shouted.

"Go and see her, go and see her!"

Qiao Jinfan's roar was so eager, with a strange madness, his cold and eager voice was exactly the same as that of Mo Lingtian just now.

Love, they all love her, she shouldn't be in such pain, but life has played this joke on her mercilessly.

"Sunny night, sunny night~"

When Wan Qing was finally carried out by Qiao Jinfan from Mo Lingtian's arms, Wan Qing's face was surprisingly calm, with a trace of daze in it.

"Did he really die like this?"

However, no one answered Wan Qing's question, what answered her was screams not far away!
(End of this chapter)