Bing Yange looked at Huoyun like this, and his bad premonition had risen to the top...
"Little thing, I'll help you see him. It's raining and the weather is cold. Bei Mingchenye seems to have a cold...!"
Bing Yange's uneasiness became stronger and stronger. He could tell at a glance that Bei Mingchenye had no breathing, but Huo Yun protected him like this and said he was sleeping, which was obviously self-deception.
But even so, Bing Yange still needs to confirm it carefully.
Xiaofeng ran over and saw Huo Yun like this, and Bei Ming Chenye like this, his eyes turned red, "How could this happen?"
Murmuring to himself, at a loss.
"Shentian, what exactly happened?"
Xiaofeng roared, and Shen Tianyi pursed, "Xiaofengfeng, don't be so fierce! When I came here, the battle was over. I saw an old thing who wanted to treat your boss badly. Your boss cut the front and exploded the back... and ran away with a dagger...!"
Xiaofeng's mouth twitched, speechless.
...
"Yan Ge, do you say you have a cold at night?"
Huo Yun raised his eyes and his eyes were bright.
Bing Yange felt uncomfortable. He didn't know what happened to Huo Yun and Bei Ming Chenye during this period, but Bing Yange knew that Huo Yun was greatly stimulated.
He became cautious in his words, and he also felt a little lucky in his heart. Perhaps Bei Mingchenye was not dead.
"let me see!"
Bing Yange's tone has a tempting smell.
Huo Yun looked at Yan Ge and then nodded, and the expectation in his eyes hurt Bing Yan Ge's heart.
Yan Ge stretched out his hand and pressed Bei Mingchenye's pulse door. There was already a stop to beat. The cold skin burned his fingers. His face suddenly pale, and fine beads of sweat poured out from his forehead. He even didn't believe in the touch below his fingers...
After sighing carefully, my fingertips pressed deeply into the white skin, but there was still no pulsation...
Bei Mingchen Ye is dead...
At this moment, Bing Yange had to recognize a fact and had to believe in the diagnosis under his fingertips...
Bei Mingchen Ye is dead...
"How about pigeon?"
Xiaofeng's worried voice sounded, and he asked with a touch of the cold sweat on his forehead.
The surprise when I first saw Huo Yun had long been replaced by horror, and I was inexplicably worried and occupied.
"The pulse is broken!"
The four words seemed like a bolt from the blue blew up among them. Xiaofeng squatted on the ground with his butt, looking at him at a loss.
Huo Yun was stunned for a moment, then completely exploded. His eyes were full of rage. He swung out from left to right and pushed Bing Yange away, "What are you talking about?"
Such a fire cloud stings Bing Yange's eyes.
He was pushed to the ground without any warning. Looking at Huo Yun's resentful eyes, Bing Yange frowned and stood up, squatting next to Huo Yun again. He was not angry, but just felt distressed. He held Huo Yun's shoulders, his voice was choked, and his eyes were red, "Huo Xiaoyun, wake up, I am Yange, I will never lie to you. Bei Mingchenye's pulse was cut off and his breath was gone. He was dead, dead...!"
Bing Yange's voice was extremely sad.
Huo Yun's eyes were red, and he stared at Bing Yange tightly, "Get out, I don't want to see you, Ye, he is just sleeping, he will wake up in a while..."
She said, her tone firm and she was in tears.
"Boss, don't do this...I'm scared!"
Xiaofeng was already choking and making a sound. Such a fire cloud made Xiaofeng feel that she was about to collapse in the next second.
He really resented himself. Why didn’t he come earlier? If he came earlier, the boss would not be injured, and Bei Mingchenye would not die...
"Ye, wake up quickly. Yange said you are dead, you are awake...!"
Huo Yun murmured to himself, touching Bei Mingchenye's face, and then met those open but full of attachment eyes. Tears fell on his face one by one, and Huo Yun hurriedly wiped...
Flew...
Bing Yange felt uncomfortable watching it, but he didn't know how to comfort Huo Yun.
They would not feel this kind of bone-knit pain completely if they were not Fire Cloud.
...
"Yeah, wake up! You said we will go back to Tianchen together, you said you want to give me a luxurious wedding, you said you want to watch our children grow up! I finally recovered my memory, and finally found you, you just bear to sleep all the time. My head hurts so much, will you wake up?..."
Huo Yun stroked Bei Mingchenye's face and murmured to himself.
Bing Yange's tears flowed down. It turned out that Huo Xiaoyun had recovered her memory. What kind of blow would this be to her? Bei Mingchenye's death will defeat her...
Looking at Huo Yun who was deceiving himself, Bing Yange gritted his teeth and held Huo Yun's arm, "Huo Xiaoyun, wake up, Bei Mingchenye is dead, dead...! Do you understand if you die? He can't wake up, he will not smile at you, and will not talk to you...~!"
Bing Yange yelled, he confirmed Bei Mingchenye's death by himself. Even if he didn't believe it, it was a fact...
Huo Xiaoyun opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Bing Yange tightly. His cold voice was filled with murderous aura, "Get out..."
The sound of the roll hit Bing Yange's heart heavily. He was in pain, but he knew it was not as much as Huo Xiaoyun's current one.
Huo Yun pulled out his right hand and pushed Bing Yange away with force, but Bing Yange stared at her tightly, without moving at all.
"Huo Xiaoyun, it's useless to deceive himself. Do you want Bei Mingchenye to die with his eyes open? Do you want him to never be reborn? Have you seen his eyes? It's not closed yet. Have you seen it?"
Bing Yange shouted loudly.
Huo Yun just shook his head stiffly, "No, no... I'm just sleeping at night, sleeping...! I'm sleeping... sleeping..."
Her eyes were opened to the extreme, tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes, extremely messy, and her eyes that were getting wider and wider, and her look of collapse in the next second made Bing Yange's heart tighten. Her hands had subconsciously turned into a hand knife and directly slashed on Huo Yun's neck...
Immediately, Huo Xiaoyun's eyes that were so wide that they were slowly closed, and his nostalgic collapsed and painful gaze...
Bing Yange felt very sad.
Looking at Bei Mingchenye and Huo Yun's hands tightly clenched, looking at the mess all over the ground, Bing Yange's teeth clenched tightly...
"What happened...!"
The silver hair was inciting, and the bloodthirsty rage in his eyes...