Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against the forehead, Su Qing opened her eyes vaguely. Because of the impact she received before, her memory was fragmented. It seemed that she was going to commit suicide just now. Now she should be dead, right?

At the moment, Su Qing can only vaguely see a hazy piece in front of her eyes, but her sense of smell clearly tells her the thick bloody smell in the room.

Su Qing uses Yu Guang to scan around. She can see many people lying on the ground in a pool of blood.

Where is this? Is it hell? So I really died like this

Su Qing is thinking blindly over there. In a twinkling of an eye, she sees the lonely figure standing in the middle of the room not far away, tall and straight.

Is that the devil? But I don't know if it's an illusion. Su Qing feels that this cold figure is a little flustered.

Su Qing doesn't understand. Why does the devil panic? And the devil looks like Ling mo.

Thinking of Ling Mo, Su Qing bit her lips with some resentment, and a sour surge came to the tip of her nose.

Ling Mo, an asshole, also says that he likes himself, but he always bullies himself and hides so many things from himself. But why, even if I am dead now, I still miss that asshole

Ling Mo is like a sudden emergence of hope and light in her life. From then on, Su Qing began to feel that her mediocre life has become meaningful.

If only we could live happily with Ling Mo all the time.

She also doesn't want to ask Ling Mo for proof so much. He doesn't explain to himself that he should also have his own hardship of not being able to do for others. If God gives her another chance, she swears that she will never quarrel with Ling Mo again.

If everything can come back, she will cherish every minute and every second with Ling mo.

But Is there really a if?

Su Qing laughs at herself, unconsciously spewing out two words, "Lingmo..."

Su Qing hasn't come back yet, but these expressions and words are fully seen by Wen Su He.

"You bitch, you are still laughing at me at this time!" The joints of Wen Su's fingers are blue and white.

If conditions permit, she really doesn't want to end Su Qing, because it's too cheap for her! If she can, she will cut Su Qing to pieces!

"Didn't you ask me what I wanted to do?" Wensuhe's pretty face suddenly became twisted. She said to Lingmo: "I want you to marry me and merge Lingshi into our Wenjia banner!"

Marry her? What is this woman talking about? Ling Mo looks at Wen Su He in disgust. Her hand doesn't know why it shakes violently. It seems that what happened suddenly makes Wen Su he go away. Although the reason is unknown, Ling Mo clearly feels the urgency of the situation.

Wensuho didn't scare him.

Ling Mo is not afraid of anyone. No matter how powerful these people are, in his eyes, they are just some minor skills. The only thing he worried about was Su Qing who was held hostage by Wen Suhe.

Su Qing has been so seriously injured, must be very uncomfortable, and now he is still holding a gun to his head. If it wasn't for Su Qing's injury, he'd like to fly over now, Wen Suhe.

"I'll give you one last chance. Let Su Qing go now."

Ling Mo throws away the stick stained with blood on his hand. He looks at Wen Su he's eyes in awe.

It's obvious that he doesn't have the idea of joking at all. Ling Mo stares at the muzzle of the gun sticking to Su Qing's skin. The color difference between black and white makes his heart beat violently. Whenever he has a chance, he will save Su Qing.

"I've already said the conditions. It's up to you to decide." Wen Suhe sneered, but he didn't take Ling Mo's words to heart, "President Ling, aren't you very powerful? I'll see who's better than the gun I've got. "

"Don't push me."

Ling Mo's evil eyes fell on Wen Su he's face, making her stiff. However, Wen Suhe still does not believe that Ling Mo's action can be faster than her finger pulling the trigger.

Although in the heart firm idea, but in the face of Ling Mo whole body exudes is like to swallow her alive of homicide aura, she still don't listen to the ground shrunk shoulder.

However, the initiative is still in their own hands. How can wensuhe let go of a way to embarrass them?

Su Qing does not say under her control, she has already secretly informed her father to send more people to come.

On the other hand, Ling Mo was alone and had a knife in his belly. Wen Suhe thought he was too confident.

So she put the gun to Su Qing's temple and looked at Ling Mo like a demonstration.

"If you refuse me, you can't be with Su Qing!" Wen Suhe roared at Ling Mo: "if you don't promise me, I'll shoot!""You Give me Put the gun down. "

Ling Mo youyou spits out a word from his mouth, which makes people feel as if they are in an ice cellar. He had already killed his eyes in the previous fight. His normally concealed pupils had turned red. His eyes were sharp and cold as ice.

With such a look in his eyes, he could make the enemy voluntarily surrender. Wen Suhe felt that his back was already sweating. She is still a girl, how can she resist Ling Mo's attack.

However, what scares her even more is that she suddenly finds that she can't move!