Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Seven or eight younger brothers were all subdued by Wen muchu. Some of them fainted on the spot, and others were scared out of their wits.

LAN Xiao has always known that his skill is very good, two or three people in his hands, has always been nothing.

She had seven or eight swordsmen, but she didn't expect to be able to protect him.

He is destined to be a king. Even if he grows up in the common people's home, he will not hide his light.

Such a small mausoleum is not destined to belong to him.

He should be an eagle flying in the sky, not trapped in this small mausoleum.

LAN Xiao's physical strength, is also slowly recovering, compared with the previous weak, now she has been able to stand firm.

However, at this time, she was still held by Wen Mu Chu, and the whole person was tightly locked in his arms.

It was also so close that she could smell a strong smell of blood at the tip of her nose.

Then her hand on his chest touched a sticky wet.

She touched her finger in front of her eyes. The bright blood hurt her eyes.

LAN Xiao can't care about anything else, so he goes to check the wound on his shoulder blade.

The wound is not small, at this time is the source of continuous bleeding, compared with the previous calm, she is now upset.

"How are you? Does it hurt? " She was dumb and looked up at him.

Wen Mu Chu pressed the blood on his hands on his clothes and wiped them. His slender fingers pinched her jaw and made her raise her head.

His cool fingers touched a scar on her neck.

"Do you feel any pain?"

LAN Xiao's body trembled and quickly covered his fingers.

"My little wound is nothing compared with yours."

Her words choked a few times. Looking at the white bone on his shoulder blade and the blood flowing out, her heart was aching.

"I'm fine. I'd better call the police first..." Wen Muru said without care, then he took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

LAN Xiao some uneasy to see the eyes, staring at the eyes, lying on the ground motionless AHU, she tugged Wen muchu's sleeve.

"Wenmuchu, I may have killed someone."

Wen Mu Chu smell speech action, immediately about to dial the phone, he decisively cut off.

Eyes slightly shifted, eyes fell on the tiger's body.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull, his neck was not bleeding, but his motionless posture was really like death.

Wen Mu Chu's face is surprised, frown ask a way: "the wound on his neck, is you insert?"

LAN Xiao nodded calmly.

"He was trying to do something wrong to me. I I don't know where my strength comes from, so my head is hot. I grab a tile and stab it into him without thinking about it. "

Ah Hu's injury is different from those younger brothers.

Wen Mu Chu's lower body is very measured. He has subdued the enemy and won't kill him.

But ah Hu's wound is fatal. Now there is so much bleeding. I'm afraid

Wen Mu Chu is still a little unbelievable. Ah Hu looks at a man of one meter eight, strong and strong.

How can LAN Xiao, who is more than 1.6 meters and less than 100 Jin, be the opponent of ah Hu?

"You attacked him, didn't he resist?" Wen Mu Chu asked suspiciously.

LAN Xiao also can't figure out what's wrong. She honestly replied: "he resisted, and held my wrist, and stopped me. But But I don't know how my strength suddenly became so big... "