Chapter 564

Zixin, Zixin, Zixin, Zixin——

At this moment, Liu Qian came out step by step from the dust.. More visit: ШЩЩ 79。

Liu Qian, who had not suffered much substantial "damage" except his clothes, was staring at the tree with his blood red "eyes.

At this time, a beautiful face became Han Zixin's blood and flesh, and his heart was thump - thump - thump——

The heart beat violently, like the sound of a hammer hitting the metal. It was deafening!

"Old man -- husband -- Wuwu --"

Han Zixin, who was hanging on the treetop, let the tears full of salt fall and infect the wound, but she didn't feel the slightest pain. At this time, in her eyes, there was only this villain, only this guy who made people worried and distressed.

In fact, it really doesn't hurt?

No, it's not that it doesn't hurt, but when people's emotions are drawn to a certain kind of attention, this kind of pain is deliberately ignored by the brain nerves and other places.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, but it's very painful. It's stinging and painful. It's no exaggeration to say that this kind of pain can kill a person who has no firm will!

Blood "meat" fuzzy cheek, dripping down "mixed" with tears of blood, at this time, Han Zixin's white "color" T-shirt has been dyed bright red "color".

But in that pair of dark eyes, what emerges is a soft light, which falls on Liu Qian who has stepped out of the explosive ambush circle at this time and came to the bottom of the old tree.

"Zixin, wife"

He stood under the tree, raised his head, head slightly tilted, a pair of red "color" eyes, staring at him.

The red "color" of his eyes fell on Han Zixin without the slightest evil spirit. On the contrary, there was more wordless love, more wordless concern and more wordless heartache.

"Husband, husband, husband --"

She is also calling him again and again, she regretted, she really regret now.

She regretted why she didn't leave the hospital with her and played some small temperaments. Although those small temperaments were harmless, they could even "stimulate" the feelings of the two people, making the ordinary life more "waves".

But now she really regretted that if she followed him, she would not be ambushed by Chen Jiaojiao and brought here.

Hurt him, hurt herself.

"Wife, wife, wife --"

He is also murmuring over and over again, just looking at each other across the air. The tenderness in his eyes is like water, conveying their love for each other.

Although now he has fallen into a state of little consciousness, his feelings for her have not decreased at all, but become more and more intense.

Tears, from his cheek slide, and last time he was alone in the bathroom, helpless and lonely in general, the blood "color" tears drop by drop, endless.

Once again the blood and tears fall, the inverted triangle like tears, more and more clear, let people see, will feel a kind of eye-catching pain, shocking.

Well? At this time, Chen Jiaojiao, who is also full of tears sitting on one side, suddenly stands up. She looks at the scene in amazement and the two people are looking at each other affectionately.

No, it's not right!

She, she Han Zixin not become ugly eight strange?

Why, why does he care about her so much? It's impossible. Isn't he with her because of her beautiful and pure appearance?

But now she is the ugliest woman in the world. Why is he still so devoted to her, even ignoring her life!

This feeling makes Chen Jiaojiao very painful at this time. She looks at the rope under her feet, Han Zixin who is hanging on the treetop at this time, and the two meter high wooden barrel more than one meter under her feet.

A kind of poisonous thought began to spread in her heart.

Kill her, kill her, only kill her, her heart will be more comfortable, kill her!

When this thought rose in her heart, it was like a little devil whispering in her ear, forcing Chen Jiaojiao to loosen the rope at her feet.

Ah——

When the rope is released, Han Zixin's body suddenly falls. She can't help but scream.

Liu Qian, who had been looking at Han Zixin with endless affection, suddenly moved. At this critical moment, he suddenly raised his left leg and kicked it with a whip, hitting the huge barrel.

Bang!

The barrel was kicked over, and the concentration of sulfuric acid mixed in it suddenly spilled.

Just like the water splashed, most of the concentration of sulfuric acid, immediately poured on Chen Jiaojiao's face without the slightest precaution.

Ah——

In an instant, the bleak cry spread all over the forest, and it was back and forth.

Never thought, this is for their own Chen Jiaojiao, quickly back, step by step, but the hot feeling, constantly in her pretty face began to spread.

Even if the concentration of sulfuric acid is diluted, it is also sprinkled by rain.

But its strong corrosion ability still makes Chen Jiaojiao feel a kind of unspeakable despair.

Her face, at this time, looks like it's full of holes.

Even worse than Han Zixin, who had fallen down and was held by Liu Qian in his arms, many of his skin was tattered, and the visual effect was even more shocking than that of the bloody dagger.

In particular, you can see a trace of white bones, which makes people feel unparalleled fear.

No, it's not. It's not. It's not——

Why, why hurt me, why, why!?

Unbelievable shaking her head, even though most of her face has become impersonal, Chen Jiaojiao is still reluctant to believe this reality.

Especially in front of the two eyes, Liu Qian holds Han Zixin at this time, tears and blood drop by drop. Especially at this time of Han Zixin, with that white hand son constantly rubbing his cheek.

No——

With a roar, Chen Jiaojiao grabs the two daggers left by Liu Qian from the ground. Like a madman, she pours at Liu Qian.

She's going to kill Han Zixin, she must!

All this should have been her, in her heart has always been so that Liu Qian should have been her Chen Jiaojiao's man, to shield her from the wind and rain, rather than Han Zixin, who seems to be much better than her in temperament, appearance and status!

"Give it to me and wait for me."

Without too many words, Liu Qian quietly looked at Han Zixin in front of him and raised his lips slightly and laughed.

"Well, fool."

Han Zixin smiles, even though she knows that she must be very ugly at this time.

Because she knew that in his heart, her smile had never changed. She and Han Zixin had always been the pure little girl in her heart, the little president, a little girl who needed to be taken care of by him.

But when Liu Qian slowly stood up and turned his head, Han Zixin's heart, inexplicably, still had some inferiority complex, some uncomfortable.

Now, it seems, she doesn't deserve him.

Although she can't see what she looks like now, she must be very ugly. I don't know if she will scare people and be called a ghost when she goes out.

Han Zixin, whose heart beat very fast, thought that her tears seemed to fall down like a breakwater. Even if the wound on her cheek was infected by the salt in the tears, it was very painful, but she really wanted to cry and couldn't stop.

She wants to be with him, she wants to hold his hand and grow old with him.

She wants to spend ten thousand years with him, give birth to two lovely babies together, and watch them grow up and walk the long road of life together.

However, she really did not know how she would face her in the future.

Maybe, he won't give up.

But what would she think?

At this moment, Han Zixin's heart twists and turns, but every thought, let her extremely uncomfortable, wish to die now, don't worry.

But she didn't dare.

It's not that Han Zixin is afraid of death, it's because she's afraid of this villain. After her death, she will not hesitate to stab his own heart with some ferocious claws.

She knew that he could do it. She knew that what he said at the beginning was not like other men. It was just talking. She knew that he would do what he said.

At this time, Liu Qian, who turned his head around, tilted his head and looked at the blood color, saw an ugly body with an extremely ugly soul in it. He was rushing forward with his teeth and claws.

Chen Jiaojiao, at this time, is like a devil from hell who wants to destroy all good things without any reason.

She rushed forward regardless of everything, ferocious, two daggers dancing, although not the slightest posture, but the cold awn on the dagger, still make people chilly“ Chen Jiaojiao -- "

"I want to"

Without waiting for Chen Jiaojiao to approach, Liu Qian has taken the initiative to attack. If the blood wolf is like that, the whole person will arrive in front of Chen Jiaojiao almost in an instant.

His two hands, already rapid rhythm, took his dagger back and put it on his back waist, but his two hands did not stop, dead and dead clasped Chen Jiaojiao's neck.

The tears and blood in Liu Qian's eyes didn't stop. He looked at Chen Jiaojiao, who was held up by his neck. The smile of his lips was not evil. Instead, it became terrifying, ferocious and cold. Like the Shura ghost, it made people lose their courage.

Well——

Chen Jiaojiao only felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe at this time. An ugly face turned red at this time and lost control of her breath, which made her feel suffocated, like the embrace of death, opening to her.

"I'll tear you up!"

Suddenly a low roar of Liu Qian, two hands suddenly began to separate left and right.

No accident, the next second, Chen Jiaojiao will be torn to pieces by Liu Qian!

But at this time, a sigh came, there is humanity "OK, I'm not late, right, blood wolf!"