Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

"Star!"

Qiao Daishan endured the pain of his soul being torn apart and rushed over to catch Mu Xing.

His shaky body could not bear any load, and he fell to his knees on the ground holding Mu Xing.

"Xing'er..."

Qiao Daishan pressed his hand on the incision of Mu Xing's carotid artery, and rich blood flowed from his fingers.

His hands couldn't stop trembling, and his eyes were filled with heartbreaking pain, "Do you hate me so much? You hate me so much that you punish me in this way..."

Mu Xing lay weakly in Qiao Daishan's arms, the arteries in various parts of her body were still bleeding, and in the dim light, her slender eyelashes were reflected on her delicate and pale face.

"The hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable..."

She looked at Qiao Daishan, her charming eyes, now like dark gray glass beads that had lost their color, dim and dull, "I will give you back your blood and the life you gave me. I don't owe you anything." You, between you and me, there is only hatred left in the end..."

It turns out that the girl has recovered all her memories.

Qiao Daishan lowered his head and stared at Mu Xing, his handsome face was trapped in the shadows, and a faint light floated in his phoenix eyes, "I will not let you die, Xing'er, you will never leave me in this life."

"I injected myself with the medicine. This time, you can't save me."

The corners of Mu Xing's pale lips curved up, and he smiled like an evening after the autumn rain, extremely calm, "You want me to be with you, but I didn't even leave the body to you, Qiao Daishan, watch carefully, I am How come I died in your arms and turned into a pool of blood in the end..."

Her voice was obviously so weak, yet so heavy, and every word was like a gun shooting into his chest.

Qiao Daishan's dark pupils suddenly froze, and his arrogant expression became dull.

It was as if a white ghost hand stretched out from Abi Hell, grabbed his heart, and tore it in half, causing his whole body to tremble in pain.

The air was condensed, as if it had been stagnant and distant for eternity, and the surroundings were dead silent, like a cemetery with weeds all over the sky.

"Master..."

Finally, I heard a faint voice, crushing through my heart.

She called him, Master...

Qiao Daishan's eyes trembled fiercely as he stared at the girl in his arms.

Warm and sticky blood was dripping from the corners of her mouth. Her entire body was almost as pale as if it had disappeared, leaving only a faint breath on the tip of her nose.

"Master, I beg you... help Fu Lingxiao detoxify and save those innocent people..."

Hearing this, Qiao Daishan's soft heart suddenly burst into rage!

His Xing'er was so tough and decisive, but in the end she surrendered and begged him for Fu Lingxiao's sake. How could that man make Xing'er do this!

At this time, a fighter jet suddenly landed not far from them.

The cabin door opened, and a black figure jumped down, "Xing'er!"

The low and urgent voice instantly gathered Mu Xing's dissipated consciousness. She tried her best to open her eyes and look. In her blurred vision, a tall figure stumbled towards her.

little uncle...

Mu Xing's scattered eyes regained a glimmer of light.

Her little uncle is here, and she will die with no regrets if she can see him again.

Fu Lingxiao quickly ran to Mu Xing and saw that she was covered in blood and dying. Her scarlet eyes were trembling violently, and she even stopped breathing.

He knelt on one knee and reached out to snatch Mu Xing from Qiao Daishan's arms, but he was afraid of hurting her.

"Xing'er..."

Fu Lingxiao held her cold little hand and caressed her pale, papery cheek, her feather-like crow eyelashes were moist.

He hated himself so much!

If he hadn't sent Xing'er away, Xing'er wouldn't be like this...

Damn him!

Mu Xing's vision has fallen into endless darkness. She can't see anything, and she can't even feel the outside world, but she knows that her uncle is watching her.

"I'm sorry...little uncle...for making you face this situation..."

Her long eyelashes were filled with crystal clear tears. She took her last breath and moved her lips with difficulty, making an almost inaudible sound.

"Promise me... to live well... for me..."

After saying this intermittently, tears suddenly slipped down the ends of her red eyes...

The cold wind blew by, and teardrops scattered in the air.

"Star!"

Fu Lingxiao called her in panic, but never got any response.

He restrained his strength and snatched the person away from Qiao Daishan's arms.

The girl had completely lost her breath, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she was leaning so quietly in his arms. He could clearly feel that the last trace of warmth in her body was rapidly losing...

"Xing'er... don't... don't..."

Fu Lingxiao's whole body was soaked in chills, as if he was kneeling on a mountain where the ice and snow never melted all year round. His internal organs where the blood had rolled over suddenly solidified into ice.

He hugged her tightly with all his strength, murmuring and begging her not to leave him. Hot tears kept dripping from his eyes, large pieces flying in the humid air.

Qiao Daishan knelt on the ground alone, looking at the dead girl. The memories of the twelve years in Qingyun Mountain suddenly came back one after another like the past.

When she was happy, she would lean on his arm and act coquettishly. When she was angry, she would chase him across half of the mountain. When bullied by him, she would pout and call him a stinky old man...

That innocent and ignorant little girl who always looked at him with a crooked smile and said she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life...

Qiao Daishan has never had any regrets in his life.

It wasn't until the moment when Mu Xing died in front of him that he realized belatedly that he had been indulged in crazy paranoia, self-righteous and hopeless forcing her to use the most cruel method to destroy himself. Destruction, just to hurt him.

Regret, like the dark night, enveloped him calmly.

This incredibly powerful man finally tasted what "regret" means...

Soon, another helicopter arrived in a hurry and landed on the island.

Yuntuo and Pei Rang got off the helicopter.

Yuntuo followed Qiao Daishan quietly. Unexpectedly, when passing through the sea, he encountered Shen Lu driving a helicopter into the sea. He hurriedly went down to fish for people.

Pei Rang came with Master Fu. When he saw Yuntuo fishing for people in the sea, he immediately went to help, and the group was delayed until now.

"Master Fu!"

Yuntuo ran over to tell him that a huge amphibious assault ship was coming this way.

But he saw that Mr. Fu held a young girl tightly in his arms, and lowered his head to touch her face. He couldn't see their faces, but he also knew that the person in Mr. Fu's arms was the cutie Muxing.

Little Cutie Muxing was now covered in blood, and her skin, which was not stained by blood, showed an abnormal gray-white color...

Suddenly realizing something, Yun Tuo was startled, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Looking at Qiao Daishan, he quickly walked up to him, pulled out his gun and pressed it hard against his forehead. He resisted the urge to shoot and gritted his teeth and said, "Say! What's going on!"