Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 693 You just stay, it hurts me to despair

Shura stopped talking. He looked at the girl in his arms whose breath was gradually weakening, and winked at Ricky, "Bring the medicine!"

Ricky frowned, handed over a small black bottle, and then took two pills to feed An Qiyue, "But, what I want is never blood. I only want you!"

Shura looked at her, his blue eyes were weaker than the turbulent eyes of the dark tide.

He said to Ricky, "What's going on outside?"

Ricky was obviously more anxious than Shura, he said: "Young Master Tang, together with Karl and the international coalition army, have surrounded the entire manor. General, we should go. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

Shura frowned deeply, he picked up the girl and gently put her on the bed.

He pressed his lips against her ear, his voice was as low as silent watermarks, "Should I follow me, or stay?"

An Qiyue closed her eyelids in vain, letting tears slide down her eyes silently, "Stay!"

Shura probably already guessed the answer, "I'm completely wiped out, and I don't feel sorry for you at all. If you leave me alone, it hurts me to the point of despair. Xiaoqi, I'll wait for you to obediently come to the door."

An Qiyue's pupils shrank deeply, and the hollow light suddenly lit up, "What did you give me to eat?"

Shura leaned against her face and smiled lowly: "Don't be nervous, hemostatic medicine, that's all!"

An Qiyue felt a bloody taste in her mouth, probably due to blood loss, the only thing that could move was those bright and moving eyes.

She blinked a few times slowly and feebly, "Sura, you go. Go, and never come back!"

Shura just looked at her, as if trying his best to engrave her in his blood, her facial features, the fearlessness she looked at him, the desolation, the hatred and the slight heartache...

His fingertips grazed her bloodless lips, and the heartbreaking pain spread in his heart.

His thin lips changed an arc, silently kissing the corner of her mouth, very lightly.

"Xiao Qi, you said that you like the sound of the waves blown by the wind, you like walking in the valley under the radiant sun, and you like the wet sandy beach spreading over your feet. After you have been walking all these years, I finally found a place where no one is forbidden. .It met all your expectations. I put up a beautiful cenotaph there with your name written on it."

He paused, his voice was cool and trembling, "So, you can't escape!"

An Qiyue's head was dizzy and her lips turned white. She could only open her eyes to look at Shura's increasingly blurred face.

When she was in a coma, the house was completely surrounded inside and out.

Xia Shang's shot to the shoulder blade was severely injured, but after a brief adjustment, he still appeared in front of Shura's eyes in a graceful manner.

Behind him was a dark mass of special forces, snipers, blasting teams, and bomb disposal experts, completely surrounding the entire manor.

His eyes first fell on the unconscious An Qiyue's face, and as his eyes moved down, there was a flamboyant and dazzling red on the white bed, and the pool of blood was like a mandala blooming in the night, gorgeous desolate.

Xia Shang's black eyes flashed a savage Xiao Sha, his gun pointed at Shura's chest, and Shura just pulled his lips and smiled contemptuously.

He held the unconscious An Qiyue tightly in his arms as if no one else was there, and then unbuttoned a row of buttons on the black gown, revealing the bomb wrapped around his waist.

He was still holding a revolver in one hand, and the direction of the muzzle was just facing An Qiyue's jaw.

PS: Mo Shang: The abuse is almost over... Alas! ! !

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(End of this chapter)