But at this time, amid such a huge earthquake and shaking, An Jingqi was the only one who came over safely. An Jingqi extended his hand to Gu Junke.

Gu Junke raised his head. Between such a huge shaking and the falling of stones, Gu Junke held Xia Fangrong's body and supported it for so long. It was still a limit that ordinary people could not reach. But now in the dusty and dusty sky, As the space shook, Gu Junke saw the man walking steadily over. Even though his white coat was stained with dust, he still seemed to have come from the sky.

Gu Junke's tense nerves suddenly felt like she had found an inexplicable destination. She used her last bit of strength to say, "Bury my mother well."

Just when Gu Junke was about to get his hands to pull up his mother's body, there was indeed a sudden and violent force. Amid the shock, Gu Junke had already fallen into An Jingqi's arms.

"An Jingqi..." Gu Junke looked at An Jingqi, but because the dust in the space was too big, he choked on the dust and kept coughing.

Obviously, Gu Junke's appearance pleased An Jingqi, and An Jingqi whispered into Gu Junke's ear: "Are you happy? Madam, if I die, all my property will be yours... This is the ancient city of Bilans Be reliable..."

"An Jingqi, what are you talking about..." Gu Junke hadn't finished speaking yet. He just felt a strong force. His body and his mother's wrist, which he was holding tightly in his hands, were pulled by a strong force. Up.

The gravel was smashed down with such a series of movements, and Gu Junke was unable to open his eyes. Under the violent impact, Gu Junke felt dizzy, his eyes suddenly became blurred, and the strength in his hands gradually became unable to gather.

Just when Gu Junke was holding on, An Jingqi's voice sounded in his ear: "Don't worry, I'm here..."

At that moment, Gu Junke seemed to suddenly breathe a sigh of relief. Huge pain and fatigue hit him, and Gu Junke fainted.

In the dream, Gu Junke seemed to have returned to the time in the slums, but it didn't seem to be that time. Although he grew up in the slums, he had always lived a happy life. His mother loved him very much, and he also had someone he loved.

Later, Gu Junke seemed to dream that he was dead. His mother had no expression on her face, but she did say that my daughter would live a long life.

Gu Junke wanted to get up and comfort his mother, but he couldn't move.

Then she heard a man's cry, rustling in her ears. Gu Junke tried to open her eyes. She didn't know why, but she wanted to hug the man and comfort him.

Later she heard An Jingqi's voice: "Madam..."

All Gu Junke's messy dreams turned into An Jingqi's watery eyes and the gentle smile facing him.

Gu Junke suddenly opened his eyes. He was lying in Luo Mingchuan's arms, surrounded by a mess. This was the outermost room of the underground tomb.

"Miss!" Standing next to Gu Junke, Zhou Mangu put away the needle in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Mangu..." Xu Ziwen stepped forward, but stopped not far away.
Chapter completed!