Chapter 386

A few people are about to rush up. Suddenly, an invisible barrier blocks them. They have no time to stop and rush straight up. Then the barrier fluctuates for a while, and suddenly they fly.

Su Kui glanced at Shen. "Yes, very handsome!"

Shen Hu's dimples on his cheek indicate that he is in a good mood

The people around can't describe their expressions with astonishment. No one dares to rush to look for death again, thinking of the tragic death of Qian Biliang.

The reason why Qian Biliang is their eldest brother is that he is a power and the most powerful among them.

But now, Qian Bi Liang even has no time to release the power, and is quietly chopped into meat mud.

I can't tear it. Just think of the scalp, it's going to burst.

"Pedaling and pedaling --"

Mo Hong rubs his head and runs up. Han Yuran obviously moves faster than him. He strides up in a big step, and sees Qin Weilan sitting in a pool of blood, surrounded by something that can't be seen.

He stopped with his feet. "Wei, lan...?"

Qin Yulan looks up and tears come up in her beautiful eyes. She stands up and wants to cry in Han Yuran's arms. However, Han Yuran seems to dodge her way unintentionally.

"Yuran, you..." Qin Weilan's teeth bite his lower lip, and she looks at Han Yuran with tears.

Han Yuran's heart softened, but thinking of what might happen, he was reluctant to face it and forced himself to turn his head and refuse to see her.

He knew that Qin Weilan was not to blame for this. They did not protect their beloved women as men. However, as long as you think that the beloved woman has been under others and let other men do the same things they have done, you will feel unbearable.

Qin Weilan did not say a word for the bleeding of his lips. He slowly looked at Mo Hong with a sad look.

In front of the public, Mo Hong's eyes flashed. In Qin Yulan's disappointment, he walked with a sigh and hesitated for a moment. After all, he fell on her back. He clapped and said softly, "it's OK. Don't be afraid. It's all over."

Qin Wei Lan suddenly felt relieved, lying in Mo Hong's arms and crying, "ah Hong, I didn't, I wasn't..."

Mo Hong interrupts her. "It's OK. Don't talk about it any more, darling."

As soon as the body in his arms was stiff, Qin Weilan's eyes, with a twisted look, radiated a light of infinite resentment.

Are all the men in the world a model?!

Su Kui looked at the farce in front of her and sighed, "Tragedy --"

behind her, a pair of big palms clasped her waist, pulled her into a embrace full of cold breath, put her chin on her head, and said in a low voice: "tragedy is more popular, isn't it?"

Su Kui's head, without any emotion make complaints about it, "dear, you are a typical anti socialist."

Shen Hu chuckles, and the vibrating chest sticks to Su Kui's thin back. Through the thin expectation, it clearly conveys to her heart, "do you still love it?"

Drooping eyes, thick and slender eyelashes quivering, Su Kui sighed slowly, "love -"

How can we not love?

Yu Guangzhong, the man who used to look handsome and sunny, is now hidden in the crowd. A huge black scar is formed on his left cheek. His body is bent, and he is no longer as energetic as before.

At the moment, there was no schadenfreude in his eyes when he looked at Qin Yulan, only a trace of inconspicuous melancholy.

Since ancient times, love is the most hurtful word.