Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Qu Yizhao watched the figure like a kite with a broken string fall to the ground, his mind went blank, his mind and eyes were filled with only the white figure, and he even forgot his actions.

Quan Bingyan was surprised at first, thinking how could Su Xiaoyan appear here? Didn't Qu Yizhao say that she was staying outside?

Afterwards, Quan Bingyan reacted quickly, moved his body quickly, and immediately shot a few more shots in the direction of the gun.

Suddenly the gun rang out and sparks flew everywhere.

Although this distance and this dangerous force may not be able to injure the murderer, it can prevent the murderer from firing the next shot.

I only saw a figure running away quickly holding a sniper rifle. The figure was in a vigorous posture, but the figure was a little bumpy, as if its leg was injured.

Qu Yizhao rushed over to hug Su Xiaoyan, and saw that the white skirt on the other side's abdomen was covered with warm blood, she hugged Su Xiaoyan in her arms.

The fingertips were white, and even the fingers were trembling.

Qu Yizhao has seen many dead people, tens of thousands, and she has also hugged and carried dead people. From the first trembling to getting used to it, she thought that she would never tremble again when encountering such a situation.

did not expect……

Qu Yizhao felt infinite pain and shriek in his heart, and even the sound of breathing and heartbeat increased a lot.

This is not her feeling, and the discomfort she feels from her body is not her feeling.

This is the feeling of "Qu Yizhao", the cry from "Qu Yizhao" from the soul.

Now she can clearly feel the collapse and pain of "Qu Yichao".

Even now, she could still hear the voice of "Qu Yizhao" very clearly, as if it was resounding in her ears.

Seeing Su Xiaoyan's pale face, with fine beads of sweat all over his forehead, he smiled weakly at her, his lips moved slightly.

Qu Yizhao resisted the depression in his chest and the tearing pain in his soul, and moved his ears closer.

Gently, warm breathing patted Qu Yizhao's earlobe, and Qu Yizhao could only hear Su Xiaoyan saying weakly: "Go quickly..."

Come on, it's dangerous here...

Go away, they're crazy...

let's go...

This was Su Xiaoyan's last thought when she closed her eyes. She really wanted to raise her head and touch the face and facial features of the person in front of her.

She also wanted to smile slightly at her, and then tell the other party in a relaxed tone not to worry about herself!

But no matter what, she couldn't do it well, all the strength in her body seemed to be taken away, and she couldn't see the eyebrows and face of the person in front of her in a daze...

I am so unwilling! Why didn't you see clearly before you died?

This is too much, right?

Su Xiaoyan thought bitterly, and then let go.

What if she remembered Qu Yizhao's face and turned into a ghost after death and was unwilling to leave?

Then the last thing I saw before I died was Yiqi, and I would definitely be wrapped around Yiqi, that would not work!

What if I couldn't help but show up one day? Turning into a ghost must be ugly, she doesn't want to see her ugly self...

what about now? Is the current self ugly in Yiqi's eyes? It must be ugly, I cut the skirt short, didn't tidy up my hair, and my whole body is sweating, it must be too ugly to be seen, right?

Ah...I'm really not reconciled, I always thought that the image of a goddess I kept in Kazuki's heart was about to be destroyed.

But what if it is destroyed? As long as it can save Yiqi, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed.

Today, I am not very afraid of death, but today I still want to ask for a wave of recommendation tickets.