What happened next made Qian Weiran even more incredible.

Those chaotic infrared rays were fired at the transparent glass door of the secret room that Qian Weiran had just failed to kick. In one second, two seconds, three seconds, something incredible happened.

That extremely strong door actually began to have cracks. From the initial small cracks, it began to tear bit by bit. The cracks continued to increase until the entire surface of the door was cracked. Such a scene was so spectacular that Qian

Wei Ran was speechless...

"Crash!"

A series of continuous sounds, the clear and harsh sound of broken glass falling, Qian Weiran witnessed with his own eyes the scene where the originally intact glass door was shattered. After being stunned for a second or two, he immediately

react.

Isn't this just right?

It seems that God's will is like this. Why didn't she follow God's decision? She directly passed over the glass shards and approached the airtight secret room. After stepping into the door of the secret room, Qian Weiran found that the air inside seemed to be...

It is weak and somewhat breathless.

In particular, the fishy smell permeating the air was not the fishy smell mixed with the smell of potion, but rather, it made Qian Weiran feel uncomfortable and want to vomit.

However, Qian Weiran can't care about so much now. She is willing to do anything for Mu Qingcheng's safety. She doesn't want much. She just wants Mu Qingcheng to live well, not

, a person who is being tortured like this looks like a ghost or a ghost.

At first, Qian Weiran didn't dare to approach the huge glass cylinder, but when she thought about Mu Qingcheng inside, Qian Weiran suddenly lost all fear, and she slowly walked towards Mu Qingcheng.

She looked at him in the red liquid through the transparent glass, and wondered why the corners of her eyes were moist again. Something disobedient was pattering, pattering, and falling like rain. She ignored it.

, she is so sad and feels sorry for Mu Qingcheng, why don't she be allowed to cry?

Anyway, there was no one here. Although someone told him not to shed tears easily, she just couldn't help it. They were so abominable that they made her cry and shed tears again and again.

Choking and sobbing, she wanted to reach out and touch his face, but was helplessly blocked by a layer of cold glass. She could not feel his temperature, only the cold and biting touch, and...

A soul-crushing chill.

"Mu Qingcheng...you are just a bastard...lied to me...a big liar..."

"Woo... I can take you away now... Why don't you get up... I will accompany you to see the stars, the moon, the sea, the sunrise and sunset, and everything you want to see...

"

All this was told to her by Jian Yixi. If that accident hadn't happened, Qian Weiran might never have known about it, and Mu Qingcheng would have almost never been able to experience this again in this life.

"As long as you are willing to get up...look at me, look at me...I will promise you, okay..."

Qian Weiran's tears flowed more and more, blurring her vision. However, Qian Weiran still stubbornly wiped her tears and looked at Mu Qingcheng, who was still quiet with her eyes tightly closed... She kept insisting, holding her little hands tightly.

She pressed herself against the glass, hoping that he would hear her words and wake up safely.
Chapter completed!