Hot wife lives in the field

The cemetery was destroyed, the assassins chased and killed, and the night was dark. Zhao Yuan dragged his tired body back to Zhaojia village. At the moment, he had only one idea in his mind: go back to the village quickly and see her quickly. Even if she said a word, he could dispel the chill in his body.

However, when he came back to the village full of expectation, his eyes were full of blood.

A few days ago, some of the villagers who talked with him fell at the entrance of the village and some floated in the water. Some were hanging from trees, and blood was dripping from the body.

Zhao Yuan was stunned. He never thought that he would see such a scene.

The next moment, he went crazy and ran to Yuan Mingzhu's home. Every time he ran over a corpse, his heart would sink a little.

Keep it down.

A little deeper.

Bang, push the yard in front of you. When you see the scene in the yard, bang, like something exploding in your mind.

It was Liu er's angry eyes that came into her eyes. She couldn't close her eyes!

"No!" With a low voice, he stumbles into the courtyard and rushes into the house. What he sees is Mei Niang, who died in the house, holding yuan Dabao, a teenager in her arms.

With a flash of his body, he failed to stand still and fell on his knees with a plop. He covered his face with his hands and sobbed, trying to suppress his own cry. But even so, there was still a cry coming from between his fingers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the one who's bothering you..."

He was paralyzed to the ground, his eyes filled with tears, a look of agony.

Suddenly, he sprang to his feet.

Without her, without her here, where is she?

Zhao Yuan seems to be crazy, rummaging in the courtyard, but he never finds the figure of Yuan Mingzhu. A touch of hope is kindled in his heart.

The next moment, he headed down the mountain.

He was going to take a look at the medicine field, but in the middle of the run, Sheng Sheng stopped, and his ear heard someone else's voice: "where is song Yuxuan?"

"I don't know who song Yuxuan is. You murderers, I'll fight with you!" Vaguely listening, like the voice of Yuan Mingzhu.

The bottom of Zhao Yuan's heart trembled, his pupils dilated instantly, and he ran to that side the next moment, faster and faster. On a cold winter day, the sweat on his forehead kept coming down.

However, just a few steps away, when it was about to arrive, he suddenly stopped and his eyes instantly enlarged.

A flash of cold light, sharp blade from the woman's body across.

"No!" He yelled, the next moment, pupil a shrink, crazy, toward the other side of the jump.

The killer has left, and the woman's body is like a kite with broken line, limping down.

At the moment when she fell to the ground, he caught her and held her in his arms. His eyes were wet with tears.

"Pearl..." voice can not stop shaking, when touching the palm of the sticky, heart a tight.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you, pearl, I'm sorry..." in the past, the quiet strong man, now crying like a child.

"Zhao, brother Zhao, you, you go, they are here to kill you. You, you must take good care of yourself... "Blood gushed from the woman's mouth, words fell for a moment, hands powerless to hang down.

The body of the person who was suffering was suddenly frozen there. He raised his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms. His tears disappeared instantly, and his eyes were dim: "you are not a pearl..."

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