Qiu Mo bit her lip and looked at the lonely and desolate figure, as if begging: "Ye Hen, don't die..." She choked with sobs: "Because you are my only relative in this world.
" His body shuddered obviously, as if he was struck by something in an invisible place. Relatives, such a strange word, he has never experienced the feeling of having relatives since he was a child. He always thought that she hated him.
, I didn’t expect that she regarded him as a relative. What is that? Someone who can be relied on, someone who can keep warm, someone who can be missed. It turns out that she will also rely on him and miss him... That’s it, that’s enough
. Ye Hen did not speak, but still strode into the darkness. Qiu Mo watched him go away, and lowered her head sadly. She was still holding Leng Xiao's injured hand in her hand. The liquid burned her heart, and she
His eyes gradually blurred, and his body leaned softly into his arms: "Leng Xiao, don't get hurt for me anymore." The voice that was so weak that he could barely hear it made his heart clench into a ball, and he hugged her and said
: "It's me who has caused you trouble. The real target of Habi's revenge is us. Without us, you wouldn't have suffered like this." He found a hidden corner for her, put it down carefully, and then tore it off from her clothes.
He took off a piece of cloth, bit one end in his mouth, and pressed the other end with his fingers, and simply bandaged the injured palm. "Momo, just hold on here." He squatted down and covered her forehead, which was wet with sweat.
Her hair was gently tucked behind her ears, and the care in her eyes was stronger than the melting moonlight in the sky. Qiu Mo's strength was almost exhausted. When she heard his words, she immediately opened her eyes nervously, "Where are you going?"
"Go save your relatives and get the antidote." He raised the corners of his sexy mouth. Before she could speak, he pressed her lips, "You are my wife, and your relatives are my relatives. If
It would be very sad to lose even the only relative in the world." "Leng Xiao..." Qiu Mo was so moved that she didn't know what to do, and there was water in her eyes like clear springs. She pulled his lapel and said, "I'm here
Waiting for you here, you must come back." "Okay, I will definitely come back." Resisting his reluctance to leave her, Leng Xiao stood up, picked up the long knife from the ground, inserted it into the scabbard and carried it behind his back.
Find a good machine gun and some magazines from the pile of corpses in the distance.
Qiu Mo could still see him squatting on the ground looking for something at the beginning. As the medicine took effect, his vision became darker and darker until he finally fell into boundless darkness.
Time is of the essence.
Leng Xiao guessed that based on Ye Hen's character, he must have gone to grab the antidote. The opponent had a large number of people and he was single-handed, so he might only be able to frighten the enemy.
The black leather boots on his feet stepped on the corpses lying on the ground, and the blood flowed back into a river.
The moonlight was thick and shrouded this hell on earth.
Many years ago, Iceland also suffered this catastrophe. As a result, Ye Hen's ambition was realized and the island owners were replaced.
And now, the same tragedy is happening again. Is Ye Hen's era really coming to an end?
Leng Xiao was walking when he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him. Based on his body shape, he judged that it was Ye Hen, so he quickly quickened his pace and chased after him.
More than ten years later, I never expected that they would still be standing on the same land, facing the same enemy, and fighting side by side.
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It is said that things in dreams have no color, but Qiu Mo clearly saw large tracts of mouli flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields, as white as snow and as beautiful as paintings.
She ran among the sea of flowers, picked one and pinned it in her bun.
The sweet giggles spread to every corner of the hillside.
Suddenly, she saw a beautiful woman standing at the end of the sea of flowers. She was dressed in a white dress, dancing lightly, and her long hair reached her waist. When the mountain wind blew it, it immediately fluttered like a ribbon.
This woman looks so familiar, as if I've seen her before somewhere.
Qiu Mo curiously walked over step by step, and was surprised to find that she had a face exactly like her own.
"Who are you?" she asked, raising her head.
The woman smiled sweetly, and the flowers around her suddenly turned pale.
"I am mother."
"Mother?"
"Momo, come with me." The woman stretched out her hand to her, with slender fingers as white and tender as jade.
Qiu Mo handed over her hand as if she was bewitched...
"Hey, hey." The dream was broken, and she suddenly felt a loud noise in her ears, but her head was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes at all.
"Hey, hey, hey." The voice rang again. She tried hard to wake up, but it was useless. She was obviously conscious, but she couldn't open her eyes.
She seemed to hear a sigh, and then some bitter liquid flowed into her mouth. She closed her teeth in repulsion and tried to refuse its entry, but the man pinched her chin and forced her to open her mouth.
It was very painful. She choked and coughed. With this cough, she also woke up.
In the mist, she gradually saw the face in front of her clearly. He was handsome and unruly, with peach blossoms in his eyes. He turned out to be Yan Tianluo.
"Hey, you're finally awake." Yan Tianluo breathed a sigh of relief, threw the medicine bottle in his hand aside, hit it against a stone, and broke into several pieces with a loud bang.
"Where is Leng Xiao?" Qiu Mo suddenly sat up and grabbed his arm and asked.
"You only care about your husband, why don't you express condolences to this good friend who fell into his trap and played this perverted game with him?" Yan Tianluo deliberately emphasized the word "good" and curled his lips and said with dissatisfaction.
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Qiu Mo was already thin-skinned and couldn't tell that he was joking, so her face turned red. Feeling that she was too rude, she said embarrassedly: "Yes...I'm sorry, you are not hurt, are you?"
Yan Tianluo looked at her aggrieved look and thought, this cold wife is too innocent and cute.
He couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so he said: "The battle is over. What I just fed you to drink is the antidote."
"What about them?" Qiu Mo doesn't care about the antidote. She just urgently wants to know the situation of Leng Xiao and Ye Hen.
However, Yan Tianluo was still trying to sell things off, and said deliberately and unhurriedly: "They... they..."
Qiu Mo was almost dying of anxiety, her two small hands tightly grasped the skirt of her clothes, as if she wanted to squeeze out the water.
Two big eyes looked at him flickeringly, anxious as if they were about to burst out together with the splash of water he had just coughed up.
Yan Tianluo felt pity for Xiang and cherished her, so he said with a straight face: "Ye Hen was seriously injured and was taken away by two of his men, who seemed to be called Tiantian Hezhi."
"Severely injured? How much?" Qiu Mo asked.
"You can't die even if it's too heavy, but that's Ye Hen." Yan Tianluo said comfortingly: "What's more, there are two cronies around him."
Qiu Mo thought that although he was seriously injured, he would be able to get through it with his perseverance. Tiantian and Hezhi were loyal to him. With them here, she felt relieved.
In fact, what he cares about most is...
She raised her face and looked at Yan Tianluo, only to see him suddenly lower his head, then sit on the ruins aside and say: "That idiot Leng Xiao blocked three shots for Ye Hen... I'm afraid he won't live long." He
Pointing to the wall next to him: "Go and see him for the last time."