The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Wen Liang knelt down on the ground, watching Xiao Qi's blood flow out from the wound on her neck, she crawled over and covered Xiao Qi's wound with her hand, but the blood still flowed out from the gap between her fingers.

"Xiao Qi, it's okay. Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, I'll take you to see a doctor." Wen Liang broke down and cried, she tried her best to hold Xiao Qi's wound, but it was all in vain.

Everything was useless, Xiaoqi held Wenliang's hand, opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.

She smiled, revealing a naive and lovely smile, but finally she didn't live anymore.

She said: Patriarch, Xiao Qi has no regrets.

Qiao Anhao had been unable to make any sound since this scene happened. She was trembling all over, and it was the first time she saw a familiar person die in front of her.

That kind of cold seeped into her heart, making her seem to be left in an ice cave without any remaining warmth.

Xiao Qi, such a lovely girl, she was still so young, but in order not to let herself become a hostage to restrain them, she chose to die.

"Yisheng, this isn't true." Qiao Anhao was trembling, but her tears were already falling drop by drop, but she didn't seem to feel it, she just sought the last warmth from Lu Yisheng.

She licked her dry lips and bit her fingers until they were bitten. She still couldn't stop after tasting the bloody smell, shaking her head and said, "No, this is fake. None of this is true. Let it happen."

"Nothing happened, nothing happened, I was just dreaming. Right, Yisheng, I was dreaming, right?"

Qiao Anhao grabbed Lu Yicheng's lapel and kept asking repeatedly, as if he was denying himself, and fell into another kind of collapse.

Lu Yicheng's throat was raw. He had never seen such peace. It was as if the spiritual world had collapsed. Her pupils shrank slightly, and she fell into panic, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Yisheng, I'm so cold, so cold." Qiao Anhao reached out and hugged herself tightly, the coldness seemed to spread from the soul.

She blamed herself, if it wasn't because of her own carelessness that Situ Yan caught her, all this would not have happened, and Xiao Qi would not have killed herself because of her choice in the end.

The sense of guilt weighed on her heart, making her breathe heavily.

Then he turned his head and took a deep look at Lu Yicheng, "Put me down."

Lu Yicheng hummed, and carefully let her down, but both of her legs were injured, and the moment her legs fell to the ground, there was a heart-rending pain, which made her fall to the ground.

Lu Yisheng wanted to hug her, but she avoided him.

She crawled over bit by bit, letting the cold blood soak her clothes, then took Xiao Qi's hand, knelt on the ground and confessed, "I'm sorry. Xiao Qi, I'm sorry." She blamed herself and felt guilty , Why did she choose to go out that day and choose to enter that store.

She hated her incompetence, which led to such a result.

Situ Yan obviously didn't expect Xiao Qi to be so stubborn that he would choose to commit suicide. He took a step back and looked at the two women on the ground, his eyes darkened.

He chose Qiao Anhao as his next target without hesitation, but Lu Yicheng was even faster. He directly reached out to block the bone fan in Situ Yan's hand, allowing the bone fan to stick into his flesh, Situ Yan met Qiao An at all.