The wealthy counterattack the mercenary queen and blow up the world

At this moment, the fire has been extinguished, but the black smoke after the explosion still curls into the air.

On the roof, Ye Zhao kept shouting:

"Ye Jiu! Ye Jiu!

"Where are you

"You have great fortune and fate, how could you die so easily."

The Night King opened the car door, and when he heard Ye Zhao's heart-piercing cry, his whole body froze and his hands trembled slightly.

Little quilt!

At this moment, it seems that the whole person has been abandoned by the world.

Only Ye Zhao's cries remained in his ears.

The Night King's tightly pursed lips could not hold back any longer, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were slightly red.

Xiaojiu, no!

I do not believe!

You must be alive!

The Night King desperately rushed towards the roof, and in less than a minute, he had already reached the roof, looking at the ruins all over the ground, and the burnt black house.

Fear rushed into his brain in an instant, and the chill flowed through all the limbs and bones of his body, making him chill uncontrollably.

The Night King immediately ran to the ruins, searching for Ye Jiao nervously and frightened.

Xiao Ji, you can't do anything!

I will never let anything happen to you!

I will spend my whole life to find you the best doctor in the world, and I am still waiting for the day when you will put on my wedding dress for me.

......

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Zhao stared at him with some vigilance.

But when he saw this man, his eyes were not on him at all, and even more so when he saw this man frantically pawing through the ruins with him.

Although he was wearing a mask, no matter the despair in his eyes, there was also a trace of prayer.

It was still the sorrow of panic and fear exuding from his whole body.

It made Ye Zhao and him have a feeling of sympathy.

Ye Zhao glanced at the man, but didn't take the initiative to speak, but continued to dig through the ruins, trying to find Ye Jiu.

Dou Da's tears fell on the ruins one by one, and Ye Zhao called Ye Jiu's name while crying.

"Ye Jiu, you can't die—"

The Night King angrily interrupted Ye Zhao, took a deep breath, and said forcefully to Ye Zhao:

"Ye Jiu won't die so easily!

"Don't say that word again!

"I believe she is still alive.

"She is so capable!

"She must be alive!"

The Night King didn't know it was Ye Zhao's evil, so he cursed Ye Jiu.

He was still telling himself that Ye Jiu would definitely be fine.

Hearing the words of the Night King, Ye Zhao burst into tears, no matter what the tears and snot were all on his face, and said loudly to the Night King:

"Yes, Ye Jiu is so powerful!

"If I die, she won't die!

"She must still be waiting for us to find her."

As he spoke, he tried his best to inhale his nose and planed away the thick iron sheet. He didn't care about the blood on his hands, and he didn't feel any pain, as if his hands were no longer his own.

The Night King's nails dug deep into the ruins, the nails were broken inch by inch, and his ten fingers were already rubbed with blood, but he didn't feel any pain at all, and he dug quickly.

I'm afraid that because I didn't search fast enough, Ye Jiu would be in more danger.

......

The subordinate who had just talked to the Night King on the phone realized something was wrong, and hurried over.

He looked up and saw that the master was looking for something like a lunatic at this moment.

The subordinate hurriedly ran up, and on the stairs on the second floor, they met a man who was dripping with blood and looked like he was about to die at any moment.

He, too, was struggling to make his way upstairs.

The man watched him vigilantly, ready to pull the gun in his hand at any time.

The subordinate just glanced at the man and saw that he was not a threat, so he ran up in two or three steps.