He seemed to hear her call for help calling her, so painful.
Leng Tianchen stared at Xia Qianchen, and his empty eyes gradually became focal.
"Qianchen, don't be afraid," he whispered, "I'm here, I've been there all the time."
“…”
"Qianchen, I will take you away and I will not let anyone bully you again!"
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Ellen stretched out his hand, and the eagle stood on her arm. She took a silk scarf left by Xia Qianchen for the eagle to smell.
The eagle has extremely good vision. No matter how high or far you are, it can see small prey rabbits rushing through the grass, and its sense of smell is also quite high.
A torn circling, it flew out of the woods.
Ellen put down the scarf and turned to look behind her.
Junyi thought that the boy directly used the steps as his mat, and his face was a little bruised and swollen, and he lay in gloomy and entangled.
Ellen stepped forward and sat beside him: "How does it feel?"
"Sister Ruo," a wolf light shone in his eyes, "I must kill him."
A medical car stopped urgently at the foot of the wooden house.
A group of doctors came down.
Rhode immediately rushed out of the house and urged them to move faster.
Ellen looked at the panicked wooden house thoughtfully: "He is seriously injured?"
"Shouldn't it?"
"He didn't fight back."
Xia Qianyu didn't say anything, pressing the wound on the corner of his mouth with his fingers. Of course, Nangong Shaodi fought back at first, but when he heard the heart problems in Xia Qianchen's chest... he stopped.
Not only did he stop, he also refused to let Rhode and the bodyguard help.
Xia Qianyu forgot how many fists he gave Nangong Shaodi, and he even beaten his fists numb.
There was still some obvious blood on the back of my hand.
He brought down Nangong Shaodi again and again, captured him and then brought him down.
Two of Nangong's ribs were broken, his head was broken, and his face and body were covered with traces of bruises.
The last heavy blow he hit the wooden railing gate and fainted, and blood flowed. Alan took action to hold Xia Qianyu in time. Otherwise, with his extremely angry personality, even if he killed Nangong Shaodi, he might have been angry.
"If he dies, the saddest thing is your sister."
Alan looked at the starry sky above his head.
"And if your sister is sad, you are even more sad."
“…”
"Qianyu, why do you always do things that will make you sad?"
Xia Qianyu put up his lips, and his lips were magnificent: "No one is afraid that I will be sad."
Alan wanted to say something, but when he saw his side face, he looked up at the starry sky and smiled slightly with a slight squinting eyes.
His eyes are so far away that they will never be able to be understood.
"No matter how much you hate him or how much you want to admit it, he is your sister's favorite man."
Xia Qianyu's smile is frozen.
"Should you let go?" she asked, "Xia Qianyu."
"We are relatives. So I can stay with my sister forever," he said in a misty voice, "Can he do?"
The sky gradually brightened, and the morning mist drifted around the wooden house.
Allen opened his eyes and woke up. He didn't know when he fell asleep. He was wearing Xia Qianyu's coat, but his people were gone.
She pulled off her coat and stood on the stairs for a while.
"Xia Qianyu?"
She ran back to the wooden house and saw Rhodes holding a towel, waiting respectfully by the sofa.