Chapter 572 He Killed Her

He opened his eyes wide, and the corners of his lips kept opening and closing, as if to say, don't come over.

Shen Qingci ran over, holding a bottle in her hand, and she also saw Lao Hengju from a distance, everyone was lying on their stomachs, but he was half-kneeling there by himself, even if his whole body was weak , but he still kept his own respectful words.

He won't fall, no matter what happens, he won't fall

The wind gently ruffled her hair, and even the corners of her clothes were curled up from time to time, until she was about to run, but she stopped.

this taste?

She turned back suddenly, her eyes were also staring in the other direction, and then she actually stretched out her hands, blocking Luo Hengju's face.

Qi Yuan clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, and at that moment, it was almost unprovoked anger, and he was burned and lost his reason.

Death is all death.

Anyone who gets in his way will die, not even Shen Qingci.

His eyes turned red unconsciously, and it seemed that he couldn't see anything clearly in front of him. His heart was full of hatred. At this time, such hatred was also everything that was forgotten, and it was closed in the past.

He doesn't know anything now, he just knows that he wants that person to die.

If anyone robs him of something, he blocks his way.

All are dead.

Suddenly, he took out a small hate that was as thin as a willow leaf. This was a very small and extremely sharp knife. The sharp corners were made of special pig iron. It could be said that this small knife was invincible.

Not to mention the flesh and blood of human beings, even the spirits in the mountains must be given to him to die.

Shen Qingci stared directly at the sharp knife that flew towards her, but at this time, she had no reaction at all, just because it was too fast, too ruthless, and too ruthless and cruel.

If she leaves, Lao Weixue will die. She knows that this specially made knife is aimed at Lao Hengxuan, and she also knows that when this sharp knife comes out, it will definitely see blood.

And if she doesn't leave, she will be the last person to die.

With a bang, the sharp knife actually shot into her forehead. In an instant, the smear of blood reddened her eyes. She couldn't see or hear anything, only the palace lantern in front of her, gradually. It blurred the pollen sac, and then a strange aroma came from her.

She opened her eyes wide and she saw him.

He killed her.

Yes, he killed her.

In her whole life, she never thought that when and where she would die, but she never thought that the one who killed her would be him.

At this time, a hand was placed on her forehead, she raised her face, her eyelids were too heavy to lift, she couldn't see or hear anything.

She stretched out her hand and released it. A bottle had already fallen to the ground. Lao Hengxuan picked up the bottle. He opened it with one hand, and the smell rushed to his nose instantly, which made his body suddenly agitated. Then he found that his hands and feet could move.

"Ah Ning, don't be afraid."

Lao Hengxuan still covered her forehead with one hand and let her lean on his lap, not afraid, not afraid.

Shen Qingci wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, only her mouth opened and closed from time to time, which seemed to be a little sweet.

She suddenly wanted to cry, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the condensed tears rolled out.

And she found out that it was raining, was it really raining, but there was a moon, and the moon was very bright, how could it rain?

She didn't know until she saw the side of the sky he was listening to.

It is not the sky that rains, but his eyes.

Well, don't be afraid anymore, she clenched his palm tightly, don't be afraid, it won't happen again, she saved him a disaster, he still has a pair of good eyes, and he will have an excellent face, no Sad again.

Well, she doesn't hurt.

She really doesn't hurt anymore.

However, she hated him.

She also wanted to sleep in the warm quilt, she wanted to curl up her body like she was in her mother's belly, she wanted him to protect her, but she didn't receive it, he said he would give her gift.

What to do, she has a lot of things to do.

However, she knew that she couldn't wait. She seemed to hear a lot of voices, but she didn't know who was talking, who was crying, and who was shouting. She only smelled a strong aroma.

It's so fragrant, where did it come from, what's the matter, she'd never smelled it before.

There is a daughter in the Lou family, who wears a guide incense, knows all kinds of flavors, cuts off all kinds of incense, and the incense disappears when she dies...

Mo Fei hurriedly ran over, and he knew how many somersaults he had fallen along the way. There was a terrible paleness on his face, and he stumbled over. There was a very fragrant smell in the air. Yes, that's the smell. He smelled it, but he didn't know where he smelled it. When he ran in front of Shen Qingci, did he know where the smell came from?

This is the incense on Shen Qingci's body.

On weekdays, there is no fragrance on her body, but such fragrance...

He remembered the rumors about Lou's daughter.

It is said that the Lou family girl has a strange fragrance, and when she is dying, the fragrance will be strong, and it will not dissipate after several months.

Could it be that this is because, Madam, she is dying.

"Master, let go of your hands!"

Mo Fei's big cold sweat was pouring out, so fragrant, wouldn't he be dying?

"Master," he shouted loudly again, "let her go, how can I save her if you don't let go?"

This is how Lao Hengju slowly put down Shen Qingci, and he moved his hand to Shen Qingci's face. Her face was still warm, but her face was very pale, almost without a trace of blood, and the corners of her mouth, nose, and ears all flowed out.

He clenched her hand, and her hand suddenly lost its temperature.

"A Ning, don't be afraid," he clasped her hand in his own.

"No matter where you go, I will always accompany you, heaven and earth, Biluo Huangquan, and me."

He put Shen Qingci's hand on his lap, and his slightly drooping eyelashes seemed to hold a cup of ice cold, and then it became frozen and frozen.

When Mo Fei saw the dead silence in Luo Hengju's eyes, he was also afraid for a while. He knew the master's temperament best, he seemed to be...

And he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

However, he smelled it again, how could there be no fragrance anymore, he hurriedly pulled Shen Qingci's other wrist, and clearly felt her pulse beating.

This is jumping.

This is alive.

Although the dancing was a bit confusing, there was no trace of cold and deadly silence.

So, she's not dead yet, but how is this possible?

He looked between Shen Qingci's eyebrows again.

Could it be...

He carefully placed his hand on Shen Qingci's forehead, but found that the sharp knife had hit Shen Qingci, but it didn't seem to have penetrated into the forehead. of.