Chapter 470 In the dim light, almost bewitched
Raising his hand to cover his head, his five fingers contracted suddenly.
The tumbling pain in the brain continued to flow on the nerves, setting off a wave of agitation and violence.
The young man who was still in good shape suddenly seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and he bent over and curled up.
A muffled hum came from the vibration of the throat cavity.
Because of this sudden situation, she lost her attack power for a short time, and a stick was thrown on her back, causing her to stagger.
The expression in Gu Mingyuan's eyes suddenly tightened, and he turned to look at Gu Shihuai: "What did you do!"
Spreading out with one hand, Gu Shihuai stood up straight: "This is what you need, you can see for yourself."
The people brought by Gong Jiuan quickly approached her to obtain the maximum safe space for her.
His pupils were scarlet, and the tongue inside her lips was bitten tightly by her. The smell of rust was spreading, and the stinging pain made her regain consciousness.
Raised his head abruptly, looked towards the high shadows, and saw a face covered with fire patterns flashing in front of his eyes.
One word at a time, almost jumped out from between the teeth when the master snapped: "Lou Ying!"
She grabbed the collar of the man who thought she had taken the opportunity to get close to her, raised her arm and swung the man into the air, then slammed the man down to the ground.
The corners of the lips are dyed bright red, and the ends of the eyes are hung.
There was a sense of weakness in the bend of her legs, and she was dragged heavily towards the ground uncontrollably. Old Tang, who quickly returned to her side, dragged her back with quick eyes and worried eyes: "Young master, are you alright?"
Standing up straight, Gong Jiu silently gritted his back molars: "It's okay, it's important to save grandpa."
After today, she will definitely send this group of people who dared to lay their minds on grandpa to **** to wash away their sins!
Because of the noise from the high place, Gong Jiuan's combat effectiveness dropped significantly, and his already too pale face was now so pale that he could feel it even from afar.
In the middle, because of the sudden stimulation of the spirit, I was attacked by Haodao.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more complicated, and it was becoming more and more unfavorable to Gong Jiuan, Gu Mingyuan clenched his fingers on his lap tightly, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
Sure enough, from the day he lost his legs and lost his freedom, he was destined to become a burden.
The person in the wheelchair suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Shihuai's arm, and the sudden pull made the other person stunned for a moment with his heart beating.
Supporting Gu Shihuai to get up from the chair vigorously, the laborious and clumsy movements made his face flush instantly.
Watching his movements, Gu Shihuai closed his eyes, allowing him to grab himself and stand up.
also bent over considerately: "Why, what does the old brother want to tell me?"
Finally standing in a straight arc, Gu Mingyuan and Gu Shihuai's faces were so close that they could see what was in each other's eyes.
Gu Mingyuan's mouth curled into a slight smile.
It seems like brothers who haven’t seen each other for a long time are chatting about homework, and the voice is slow, but it makes people feel chills down the spine:
"Old brother, what do you think will happen to us dumb if I die here today?"
Bureau, he is not the only one who can do it.
only…
He tilted his head and looked down at the young man below, his eagle eyes deepened.
It’s just that they are dumb, will they be very sad?
One word and one sentence are connected together, but Gu Shihuai didn't understand the meaning for a while.
But in the next moment, his face became stiff and his pupils shrank.
boom-
The sound of flesh falling to the ground resounded in the empty room.
Come from behind Gong Jiuan.
Different from the falling sound of being kicked out, it sounds more like the muffled sound of a heavy object falling from a high place.
There was a startling uneasiness.
The heart convulsed and shrank suddenly, as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out by a human being.
Unspeakable sorrow entangled the heart, almost making people breathless.
"Patriarch!"
Old Tang's mind was shattered, his pupils constricted, and his heart was torn apart.
Gong Jiuhan froze.
Realizing something, she turned around mechanically, and the person who was still sitting in the wheelchair was already lying in front of her in a twisted posture.
There was a pool of blood under his body.
The strong visual image made Gong Jiu's brain hum.
Bewildered.
"No!"
I felt an afterimage passing by, the boy had already knelt into a pool of blood, her face was drooping, and even her lips were visibly trembling, the thick disbelief and sadness almost infected the whole frail body.
She stretched out her hand, wanting to hug him.
The action is so repeated.
In the end, he only dared to be tentative, and carefully poked the opponent's body very lightly with his fingertips, his throat was hoarse.
"Old man, what are you doing down here?"
"You should wait, I'll pick you up?"
Broken hair was pasted on the young man's forehead, and she seemed to be muttering to herself: "Why are you always disobedient... I am, obviously, so powerful, but you still don't believe me..."
No, she shook her head, it shouldn't be like this, no matter what, it shouldn't be like this...
"So, have you left me like them?"
Bending down, holding her hands on the face of the weakly breathing man, she lowered her head, and pressed her forehead against the other's forehead.
I just feel that the world is roaring, and something is collapsing.
The little old man who was kind but serious in his memory calling his daughter was gone.
Her only remaining blood relative, gone.
Gone…
Among the pool of blood, the young man with his forehead touching was full of piety.
His pupils were bloodshot, and under endless pain, Old Tang opened his mouth but found that he couldn't make any sound, and his brain was hurting. He only felt that the world in front of him was constantly crowded and compressed, spinning and dizzy.
In the dark, the man raised his hand to caress the uneven face, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an extremely crazy arc.
Interest, he collected a little bit, Gong Jiu is silent, and the future will be long.
Gu Shihuai was almost taken down by Gu Mingyuan, but he reacted quickly enough, and there were people around, so he kept himself safe as quickly as possible.
But still shocked by the other party's indifference and ruthlessness.
Never thought that Gu Mingyuan would be the one to play such a deadly chess piece, and that chess piece was himself.
Gu Shihuai has never felt Gu Mingyuan's indifference clearly like this before.
Such a person is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself!
Even though he is physically disabled, Gu Mingyuan is still a proud person in his bones.
In his entire life, he would never allow himself to become an existence that was used to threaten others.
Death at the hands of the enemy is an insult to him.
Gu Shihuai's knuckles were turning white while holding the crutches.
The most important point is that such a person, even if he dies, will take his own life as a bureau.
This is the scariest thing!
Their future situation became more variable from the moment Gu Mingyuan died.
Swords and swords around him, only the young man whose whole body was almost leaning into the blood, kept a movement for several seconds.
Grandpa, you wait, Ah Yin will come to pick you up soon.
Slowly raised his eyes from the dark color, the eyes on the young man's face were already dazzling bright red.
Inside, there is a tumbling bloodthirsty.
rustling.
Among the flat layers, the people of Gushihuai only knew what a **** feast is at this moment.
The crazy boy is like a violent beast, indifferent and ruthless, with terrifying attacks, wrapped in a heart-pounding violent aura.
People keep falling.
The young man's eyes turned red, as if the **** of death was alive.
These people deserve to die.
Gu Shihuai was even more aware that the target of her approach all the way was obviously facing him.
Things that were originally under his control became out of control because of Gu Mingyuan's death, Gu Shihuai turned his eyes and met the dark eyes.
The mocking and ugly voice sounded again.
But it only made the young man pause for a moment.
Next, there was an even more ruthless plunder.
Puff Chi—
The sound of a sharp knife piercing into meat.
The youths who met gods and killed gods, and met Buddhas and killed Buddhas all stopped.
Long and thick eyelashes swept a shallow arc in the air with the drooping eyelids, and she looked down at her right chest.
The blade pierced from the back was covered with bright red blood, which condensed into a wisp at the tip of the blade and dripped viscously to the ground.
A bright red overflowed from between the lips, and slid down the corner of the mouth.
The juvenile's eye-catching facial features were dyed with this bright color, and in the dim light, it was almost demonic.
Next, we will start a little abuse~
(end of this chapter)