Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 892 The Way to Save People ([-])

"She can live." These three words were the only answer to him.

Like a firm belief.

"Why are you so sure." Gu Changfeng didn't want to throw cold water on it.Just be realistic.

"She is the chosen one! Don't you think so?" Feng Songjie suddenly turned around.

It was only then that Gu Changfeng realized that when he said these words, a light flashed across his nearly numb eyes, a little bit of hope.

"..." The chosen one, Gu Changfeng didn't know how to complain.

Feng Songjie nodded firmly and persistently, "She came to me through ups and downs, but I am also sure that if anyone in this world is the daughter of a god, then it must be her! So, nothing will happen! Just calm down and do it. Just do what you have to do, and that's it." You, who came to me from the future, must be carrying some kind of great mission, if you, who come from such an extraordinary background, can easily die, then it can only be said that fate is like this.

"What if he's dead?" Gu Changfeng asked deliberately in a dumb voice, picking which pot he didn't open.

Feng Songjie stared fixedly at Gu Changfeng for five seconds like knives, and Gu Changfeng felt that the air around him dropped by ten degrees, and his blood was close to freezing point.

Immediately Feng Songjie said resolutely: "There is no if!!! Less crow's mouth."

"..." (⊙o⊙)...

I don't, I don't have a crow's mouth anymore.

Gu Changfeng suddenly understood what Feng Songjie was thinking at this moment.

He was sure that she could live, so he remained absolutely calm. This emotion might be tense until after he woke her up.

Assuming there was a possibility, but failed to save her...

Then Gu Changfeng used his toes to imagine, everyone knew that there were not a few people who would be buried with her, but, at that time, Feng Songjie exploded, it must be... Gu Changfeng began to wonder whether he should go aboard earlier What about the Prussian ticket?

He couldn't bear Feng Songjie's resentment and anger.

Gu Changfeng's gaze suddenly landed on Bai Weiyang's stomach, and a question popped up in his mind, uh, child...

Are you still alive?
But dare not ask.

Hard to hold back and dare not ask.

This one can't be done well...

Forget it.

Or don't order the dynamite pack.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Cherish your life.

After 10 minutes, Master Jiu took a shower and changed into a black robe, appearing in the car with a touch of classical elegance.

"lets go."

Dressed in black... Gu Changfeng frowned, quite puzzled, it was completely different from his usual self.

I only saw Master Jiu hanging that obedient soft grimace mask on his face, like Shura who had just stepped out of hell, with a slightly more sinister aura all of a sudden, which made people shudder.

Gu Changfeng especially wanted to ask how he changed into this clothes, and even wore such a strange mask, but he didn't dare to ask, didn't dare to speak, and kept silent.

It was only noon when the group arrived at the foot of the West Mountain.

Looking at the majestic Futu Mountain, it is like a sword shooting straight into the sky. The top of the mountain is invisible, but the top of the mountain is shrouded in a haze of white clouds, and the scenery is very beautiful.

Unfortunately……

Feng Songjie didn't move, the stretcher carrying her couldn't get up, he was hesitating whether to hug her, or ask Uncle Thirteen to come down.

Gu Changfeng has already asked bitterly.

"How do we get up there?"

"Go up the mountain as fast as you can." Under the ghost's face was an extremely cold and noble voice.

"..." Gu Changfeng looked at the mountain whose top could not be touched, and thought to himself, are you talking nonsense?Are you speaking with your lungs?What the heck!Everyone knows to use the fastest speed. The question is... Gu Changfeng looked down at the leather shoes on his feet. After climbing the mountain, will the soles of my shoes still be there?

(End of this chapter)