Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Chapter 489 Little Xingxing collapses: Give me back the master

Mu Xing suddenly woke up from the chaotic memory!

In her mind, the love-hate past between her and Fu Lingxiao was still flashing through scenes...

First meeting at the manor...

Qingyun Mountain is separated...

We met again on the cruise but didn't know each other...

The pursuit and escape after goodbye...

Mu Xing looked at the man with closed eyes in her arms. The ring on his hand was one of the necklaces he gave her on their first date.

She had held it on her fingertips and rubbed it countless times...

It turns out that his wife, the treasure he kept searching for when he went crazy, is her...

It turns out that his hair turned gray overnight, he was trapped in darkness, and he became terminally ill, all because of her...

Bone-gnawing and heart-burning pain spread throughout his body. Mu Xing trembled all over, holding the man tightly in her arms, tears falling from her eyes uncontrollably.

Fu Lingxiao...

little uncle...

How dare you, how dare you torture yourself like this...

Yun Tuo and Han Yun ran over from the other side of the fire. When they saw the figure walking towards Master Fu and Mu Xing from a distance, they were shocked and stunned!

His entire body was in disrepair, with bones exposed and blood dripping...

Still alive!

What the hell is this monster!

The two men stared at each other and shot at him while running to prevent him from getting close to Fu Ye and Mu Xing.

The bullet grazed his ear. Qiao Daishan's face suddenly turned cold. He was obviously irritated. As he suddenly turned his head, countless ice needles flew out!

The poison in Yuntuo's body had already taken effect, but he just kept holding on. Faced with such a strong and rapid attack, he could hardly avoid it.

Han Yun noticed something was wrong with Yun Tuo and helped him hide away, "Brother Yun, what's wrong with you!?"

"I might have been poisoned."

Yuntuo gritted his teeth, and the surging blood hit his internal organs like sharp knives. The pain of cutting made his face pale, but he didn't even know when he was poisoned!

"Brother Yun, rest while I go deal with him!"

Han Yun let go of Yun Tuo and was about to rush towards Qiao Dai Mountain when a strange wind suddenly blew up around them, carrying thick dust and sand and surrounding them.

The cold wind blew across my skin, sending out bursts of stinging pain!

Han Yun raised his hand and found that it was covered with criss-crossing slender blood marks. He squinted and saw that among the dust and sand, there were dense ice needles mixed with them, and the cold light shimmered!

He immediately supported Yuntuo and ran out, but the wind followed their figures and couldn't get rid of them!

Qiao Daishan didn't bother to waste time on them, trapped them and continued to walk towards Mu Xing.

The blood-stained footsteps dug into the ground like tree roots, mixed with the rolling coldness around them, and walked step by step in front of the girl.

"why?"

When he stopped, the girl slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, so red that they almost dripped blood, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Seeing her like this, Qiao Daishan suddenly realized something, his heart suffocated, and all the viciousness and hostility froze in an instant like a cold night.

"Girl..."

This is what her master once called her. She had heard it thousands of times since she was a child. But when she heard it from Qiao Daishan, Mu Xing finally lost control of her emotions, "Don't call me that!"

She looked up at Qiao Daishan, her eyes filled with despair, and shouted at him: "Who are you! Give me back my master!"

The eyes shattered like bloody flowers blooming.

Big tears fell from his blood-red eyes.

Qiao Daishan looked at the girl who was crying, with complicated emotions in his eyes. For a moment, he leaned slightly and reached out to wipe her tears.

Mu Xing did not avoid it, the familiar feeling made her breathless.

How was she going to accept that Qiao Daishan was actually her master...

She looked at him with pleading eyes, "Give me master, please..."

"No matter what capacity I am by your side, I am still me, and my heart for you has never changed."

Qiao Daishan's bloody fingers wiped away the tears on the girl's face little by little. His deep phoenix eyes stared at her, soft and sacred, as if they were tolerating her like a god, containing all her emotions.

The words that came out of his mouth were as cold as vipers crawling out of hell.

"Xing'er, accept me as I am now, and stay with me obediently. From the moment you meet me, there is only one path left in your life. This is your fate, and it is also our fate."

Hope was torn to pieces, and despair was overwhelming, drowning Mu Xing.

She looked at the man in front of her and the treacherous paranoia in his eyes. At this moment, she finally understood, her old man Qiao.

never come back.

"You gave me this life, and I have no right to disobey any of your requests, but if you want me to be with you, I would rather die!"

Mu Xing handed the gun to Qiao Daishan's hand, picked up the man whose breathing had stopped in his arms and stood up.

The girl had a delicate and beautiful face, her long silky hair was slightly messy by the wind, and her tearful eyes showed a bone-chilling coldness. She took one last look at Qiao Daishan and walked towards the helicopter.

Qiao Daishan silently stared at the girl's decisive back, holding the gun tightly with his fingers.

This wasn't the first time she had disobeyed him, but it was the first time he felt that she was starting to escape his control, and he couldn't do anything.

The feeling of powerlessness is like a dull knife, spreading from my heart to my fingertips, and finally filling my eyes.

"Would you really rather die than be with me..."

Qiao Daishan's hoarse voice was almost inaudible, "But you clearly said before that you want to be with me forever..."

As if wrapped in pain, he was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers. His chest was so swollen and painful that he wished he could cut it open and let the bitterness and blood flow all over the floor, mixed with deep love, and wrap around her every inch.

So that she could know that those three years were stolen, but his love was not...

But in the end, he did nothing.

I just watched her quietly, watched her go further and further away, watched her get on the helicopter and leave...

The silence and desolation around him seemed to be engulfing him in a corner. Qiao Daishan's broken body took a slight step as if he could not hold on. As his mental power collapsed, all control disappeared in an instant.

The wind that had been surrounding Hanzhuo and Yuntuo stopped, and dust and sand fell.

At this time, both of them were scarred and bleeding.

Seeing a helicopter leaving in the distance, but Master Fu and Mu Xing were nowhere to be seen, Yuntuo glanced at Qiao Daishan and immediately whispered to Han Yun: "Go and see our people, hurry up and leave!"

Soon, the combatants who were still conscious carried other companions into the combat aircraft in twos and threes.

Fighter planes took off one after another and quickly left Sansou Island.

Only the ruins of an island are left, as well as the broken figure standing in the distance like a sculpture...

Night gradually fell, and the entire island fell into deathly silence.

The calm sea surface was soon stirred up by the arrival of a helicopter.

The man on crutches stepped off the helicopter, walked to Qiao Daishan, and stood side by side with him, "Come back, I've been waiting for you."

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