Chapter 424 : If I don't save you, who will I save?
She hugged him tightly, but couldn't say a word. But her tears rolled down like broken beads, and she couldn't stop them even if she wanted to.
Feng Qianyu lay weakly in her arms, her face was pale and pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she pursed her lips tightly and did not say a word. Only a pair of eyes became darker.
Long Fuyue choked up: "Do you...do you want it?"
The light in Feng Qianyu's eyes flashed slightly, as if she wanted to smile to show that it didn't matter. But unexpectedly, as soon as her lips curled up, the hot blood could no longer be suppressed.
He pushed her away suddenly, choked and coughed, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out, bright red, almost piercing Long Fuyue's eyes.[
He seemed to have exhausted all his strength with that push. He was lying there, panting slightly, but unable to move.
He's going to die, he's going to die!
This thought struck her like lightning, making her heart clench tightly.
Almost without thinking, she rushed over and hugged him tightly regardless of the blood: "You...you are so stupid...it's not worth it for a stranger like me...aren't you the Shura God of War? How could...how could...
..." She wanted to continue talking, but her tears slipped down one drop at a time and fell on his face.
Feng Qianyu's eyes became deeper and deeper. He wanted to raise his hand, but he moved slightly and did not raise it. A smile appeared on the corners of his lips and he breathed out slightly: "Silly girl, you... you are my wife.
, If I don’t save you, who will I save..."
The Dragon Fuyue statue was struck by lightning!
Did her body turn out to be his wife? Why didn't she remember it at all? Well, maybe it was the original soul... He turned out to love his wife so much...
I don't know what I feel in my heart at this moment. It seems like it is extremely sad, and there seems to be a trace of jealousy taking root in my heart...
Suddenly someone tapped her shoulder: "Fu Yue, give him to me."
Long Fuyue looked up in panic and saw Jia Ruo, whose face was pale, squatting on the ground and taking Feng Qianyu's pulse.
Long Fuyue's eyes were fixed on Jia Ruo's face, fearing that she would see disappointment on his face...