Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Empire s, Mausoleum.

In the chilly deep forest, Wen muchu, with the guards who awarded the Cross Medal, successfully rescued LAN Xiao.

LAN Xiao's eyes flashed a surprise and rushed to Wen Mu Chu: "Wen Mu Chu, thank you..."

Wen Mu Chu Mou bottom flashed a trace of surprise, Zheng Leng of stretch out arm, want to catch her body.

However, the next moment, waiting for him is not warm jade, but a stab into his chest cold extremely sharp blade.

Puff hiss a, sharp blade stabs into his flesh and blood of that moment, blue Xiao's tears, uncontrollable Hua Hua falling.

In the blurred vision, there were countless soldiers all around. They rushed here and pointed at her head with countless short guns.

Wen Mu Chu stares at her, the light of the pupil becomes dim gradually.

He closed his eyes and pulled out the dagger in his heart indifferently. His blood gushed out like a spring. His white shirt dyed red into gorgeous black purple, shocking.

This is a dagger coated with poison.

"Don't hurt her, let her go..."

No one dares to disobey the order of the major general. There is a dead silence all around. Every soldier's eyes are like a sharp blade, stabbing LAN Xiao hard.

They saved her, but she gave Wen Mu Chu a knife, and she interpreted the Revenge of kindness incisively and vividly.

"Wen Mu Chu..." Blue Xiao opens big eyes, Zheng Leng of looking at him.

Now, she put the dagger into his chest, and he is still protecting her life. What's wrong?

All of a sudden, the sound of gunfire rang out from all directions. Before the soldiers around Wen muchu could react and resist, they fell to the ground one by one.

In ten seconds, everyone was killed.

There was blood red everywhere.

Wen Mu Chu watched his comrades in arms fall down in front of him, and his eyes twinkled with death like despair.

He held the last trace of strength, raised his eyes to look at LAN Xiao, lips slowly curved, mocking smile.

"You've always wanted me to die, and now congratulations, you finally got it."

Wen Mu Chu could no longer support his body and fell back. The poison was too strong. He was a strong major general, and he was just flesh and blood.

"Wen Mu Chu..."

LAN Xiao's heart, suddenly a tremor, she opened her eyes, looking at Wen Mu Chu chest out of black blood, looking at him fall on his back.

She pounced on him and held him in a panic.

Didn't she hate him all the time?

Want him to die?

Why he fell this moment, her heart as if by innumerable double big hands, mercilessly tear, pain?

She trembled, her fingertips touched his breath, she touched his heartbeat, she felt his pulse, her breath was gone, her heart stopped beating, her pulse stopped beating.

Therefore, she hated the man for so many years and was killed by her own hands.

At this moment, the world was quiet, her head seemed to be blown open, her mind and consciousness were blown apart.

The nose is sour and astringent, and the big tears roll down.

For a moment, she was in a daze. She didn't know where she was or what she had done?

Wearing military uniform and holding a short gun, Lou Yucheng was surrounded by well-trained soldiers and came step by step.

He is condescending, the corners of his lips are clasped with a smile of evil spirit, and he faintly condenses the Wen Mu Chu who has broken his Qi.

Empire s ran for president this year. He and he were the most popular candidates. The difference between them was only 100 votes. Today is the last day to run for the presidency.

At this moment, he became king, and Wen Mu Chu was just a ghost defeated by him.