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Chapter 1810 The Final Chapter of the Night (1)

It is definitely not the way to look for it in a daze.

Not to mention this cool rainy night.

Not to mention that the boy's body is still weak now.

In other words, with the passage of time, Yang Moyan's side was full of catastrophe.

Ye Jin stared at the figure in front of her.

Looking at her bewilderment, her helplessness, and her despair, it felt like a knife was piercing her heart.

"Stop, don't look for it!"

He suddenly overtook her, and raised his hand to pull her over.

Lin Zhaoxia threw him away.

The moonless sky is surrounded by darkness.

The cloud is still rolling incessantly.

Through the rain curtain, the eyes of the young man in front of him were startlingly bright.

"I'm not looking for it anymore? Then who will help me find it? Or will he show up by himself?"

Lin Zhaoxia hoarse voice.

Ye Jin pursed her lips, and slightly raised her head to look at the sky.

Rainwater hit his eyes.

He blinked hard.

Looking back, Lin Zhaoxia in front of her turned around again.

He raised his hand and tugged at the person again, just as he was about to say something, a few indistinct voices suddenly came out of his ears.

"Yejin, you..."

"Wait, listen."

Ye Jin stopped her words and motioned for her.

Lin Zhaoxia silenced her voice when she heard the words, and also concentrated her mind.

Soon, she also heard a few vague conversations.

Can't hear what the other party is saying.

But it's clearly a conversation between two people.

On the border of China, no one will appear here anymore.

Lin Zhaoxia dropped her gaze, "Over there!"

The direction is determined, Lin Zhaoxia only feels that the worries in her heart have dropped a bit.

She immediately turned around and moved again.

Ye Jin couldn't stop anything, the direction was confirmed, and he followed closely behind.

But Lin Zhaoxia would never have imagined that the images imprinted in her eyes would be so dazzling.

Under the rain, she looked at Bai Zhuofeng, raised her hand, and pressed her fingertips to the trigger.

She also watched Yang Moyan spread his arms, still in that calm and indifferent posture.

Death seemed nothing to him to fear.

But for Lin Zhaoxia.

His absence scares her more than she accepts death.

--don't want!
My heart was screaming hysterically.

But in fact, the corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips were trembling, and she didn't even have the time to make a sound.

Because of her footsteps, her body was out of her control, and she ran towards Yang Moyan!

'boom! '

An extremely crisp sound was heard beside the ear.

Accompanied by this voice, Lin Zhaoxia also successfully threw herself into Yang Moyan's arms.

Vaguely, she also heard several familiar voices calling her name.

It seemed that it was too urgent, or hasty, and some of those voices had already broken.

"En..." A groan escaped from Lin Zhaoxia's throat, and she coughed uncontrollably. The moment the bullet passed through her body, there was severe pain, almost suffocating.

Blood instantly filled the entire clothes, even the corners of the lips were overflowing with blood.

Yang Moyan originally thought that he would surely die, but he never expected such a thing to happen.

The tenderness at the hands is so real, but the actions of the young man in front of him are so chilling...

"Lin, Lin Zhaoxia..." Yang Moyan's eyes were red, he looked at the young man in his arms who was spitting out blood, the corners of his eyes were wet, something rolled out from the corners of his eyes, accompanied by rain , flowed out together!

(End of this chapter)