Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

In the blink of an eye, Ji Ziang's figure disappeared.

Wen Xinnuan walked forward slowly, but was grabbed by Jing Jiaren's wrist: "Xinnuan—"

Her legs gave way, and she plunged into Jing Jiaren's arms, her face blank and pained.

"Ji Ziang is gone...he died to save me..."

"So, you should live strong." Jing Jiaren hugged her tightly, her heart aching.

Leng Lintian's life and death are uncertain, but she just saw Hei Lintian die to save her.

Because of this, she has even less reason to be knocked out.

"Cry if you want to cry..."

"But...he said he likes me to laugh..." Wen Xinnuan tried her best to bend the corners of her mouth, but she still couldn't help the tears dripping down wildly, "I can laugh, and I won't just cry uselessly anymore, so... this is a nightmare Right? Night is really a dog, how could it be Ji Ziang... he didn't die, right?"

Boom, the monstrous fire exploded across the bridge, burning violently.

Jing Jiaren's dark pupils reflected the firelight, and she couldn't say words of comfort.

"Beauty." A gust of cold wind blows, and Leng Aofeng's deep voice is close at hand.

Jing Jiaren hugged Wen Xinnuan, who was very close to fainting, her eyes were red: "Why are you back? Where are Ximen Longting and the others?"

"I put them in a safe place. I'm afraid that something will happen to you. Come back and have a look."

"He fell down the canyon..." Jing Jiaren looked at the bottomless abyss...

"I see, let's go. Time is running out." Leng Aofeng bent down, waiting for the ride meekly.

The sound of the explosion became more and more intense, and the flames were blazing. Jing Jiaren warmed her upper back with her hands on the half-dizzy Wen Xin.

The fire soared into the sky, illuminating the entire underground cave-like tunnel, which was spectacular...

……

Bang, the heavy body fell to the ground.

Dong Gongzi only defended but did not attack, his body was bruised and fell to the ground, panting violently.

The sudden stabbing pain in the chest, Gong Zihua pressed down, the dagger was soaked in blood, piercing his flesh...

Dong Gongzi gasped heavily, clutching the dagger that was stabbing at him.

"Ache..." His eyes were calm and lofty, "It's me."

Master Donggong controls Gong Zihua's thinking, and his skills are exceptionally agile...

"Have you forgotten me...Ache, I'm Hughes." Donggong Ziche lay on the cold ground, blood gurgling.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the face that was close at hand.

Gong Zihua's eyes were empty and sinister, stabbing him mechanically, putting him to death with every move.

With all his strength, he stabbed down with the dagger, and the sharp blade cut Donggong Ziche's palm.

His heart... where it was beating only for Donggong Zi, suddenly made a strange sound.

Like the whole world turned into a black hole, echoing in the void.

"Zi Che, taste the taste of being killed by a loved one. This pain, you go to hell to relish it."

Master Donggong laughed wildly, but suddenly a silver needle was inserted into his forehead, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Dong Gongzi was lying on the ground with one hand raised high, and the ring on his index finger was a hidden weapon he made.

Master Donggong is shrewd and vigilant... Only when he gets carried away with his complacency can he have a chance to strike.

The silver needle pierced Master Donggong's brain, and a few drops of blood secreted from his forehead.

He maintained the posture of sitting on the throne and died alone.

At the same time, Gong Zihua's eyes became focused, and he saw that his hands were covered with blood...

The man he loves the most is lying under him, with a faint and enchanting smile... dying.