Girl, don't run! Your wealthy husband wants to seduce you!

Feeling the twisted airflow in the air, Jin Wan'er didn't wait for a reaction.

Mo Qingcheng had already pulled Jin Wan'er to protect her behind her.

This scene was just a blink of an eye.

The bullet landed on the ground not far away, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Then I felt a gust of wind passing by.

A person flashed out of the darkness, wearing a black cloak, a large black hat with the cloak on his head, and a strange mask on his face.

Like a ghostly king from hell, the whole body exudes a suffocating and gloomy atmosphere, giving people a full sense of oppression.

The eyes hidden in the darkness of the mask exuded an extremely aggressive gaze, like a sharp blade, cutting into human flesh and blood, which was terrifying.

He was so fast that he instantly moved behind Qin Ya and knocked away the two men pressing Qin Ya with his palms.

His eyes glanced at Qin Ya, who fell to the ground because she lost her support.

Qin Ya, who fell at this time, suddenly felt dizzy, and the gunshot wound on her chest almost made her faint from the pain.

But she was also very surprised by the sudden change, and relied on perseverance to keep herself awake.

He slowly raised his head and caught the man's gaze.

She was very sure that this person was not from Group A, and she did not know him.

So who could he be?

Who will come to save her at this time?

Father?

probably not.

The Qin family was finished. Qin Yue didn't even have the ability to protect himself, so how could he have the ability to save her.

And why did this person want to save her?

Qin Ya fell into thinking.

The man in black's eyes only stayed on Qin Ya for a moment, and then moved to Jin Wan'er.

Feeling the man's gaze, Jin Wan'er was very displeased. She frowned and turned to look at the man. Her cold eyes were penetrating, and her cold eyes became sharper inch by inch.

Feeling that the man opposite was focusing on Jin Wan'er, Mo Qingcheng's deep eyes were filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, and he shot at the man with a cold and frightening gaze.

Mo Qingcheng punched quickly, and the fist generated wind with terrifying force, hitting the man in black like a strong wind.

The man in black retracted his gaze and reached out to meet Mo Qingcheng's fist. The two fists collided. The sound of bones colliding could be heard in the air, and the air vibrated.

The man in black had a lot of internal strength, but he was still a little inferior in front of Mo Qingcheng.

But Mo Qingcheng's strength made him a little surprised. He turned around and avoided Mo Qingcheng's strength.

The man in black did not hesitate to fight, and quickly pulled Qin Ya, who was about to fall into coma on the ground, into his arms and disappeared into the night.

Luo Chen led people to chase him, but no one could be seen at all.

It was as if this person had not appeared.

"No need to chase." Jin Wan'er said calmly.

If this person can appear here, he must be fully prepared, and he cannot be chased.

And before disappearing, the man in black looked back at Jin Wan'er meaningfully, and Jin Wan'er naturally noticed it.

The feeling that that person gave her was very familiar, but not good. There was a kind of uneasiness in her heart.

Who could he be?

Seeing the way he looked at Qin Ya, he didn't care about her life or death, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until this moment to take action.

Then what is his purpose of saving Qin Ya?

"Yes, young lady." Luo Chen replied respectfully.

Even if Mo Qingcheng is by his side, he will completely obey Jin Wan'er's orders.

Seeing Jin Wan'er falling into deep thought again.

Mo Qingcheng leaned over and picked up Jin Wan'er, giving her a gentle kiss: "Girl, take a nap, I'll take you home."

"Okay." Jin Wan'er rubbed against Mo Qingcheng's solid chest, like a kitten, finding a comfortable position to lean against.

As if she thought of something, Jin Wan'er smiled slightly. This man's words were really annoying to the point of death.

A teenage girl put a boy in her heart and thought about it. For more than ten years and thousands of days and nights, the sentence "You are not worthy" denied Qin Ya's affection all these years.

But love has never been related to time. The order of appearance in life is important, but it is not inevitable.

When a deep love turns into obsession, it can only end in tragedy.

Although Qin Ya is hateful, she is also pathetic.

Jin Wan'er raised her chin slightly and looked at the man's extremely handsome face, her eyes as deep as ink filled with deep affection.

In his eyes, she was the only one from beginning to end.

How lucky I am to meet him in this life.

What a blessing that he loves her and she loves him.

She had been injured countless times over the years, and it was common for her to be more serious than she was now.

But every time she went home, she was the only one.

This time she had him.

The corners of her eyebrows were arched, and her clear eyes were full of tenderness: "Mr. Mo, I love you."

Unknowingly, this love is deepening.

In the past, she was a solitary person and was used to living alone.

But he broke into her world unexpectedly.

That night she was trapped in pain, which had accumulated for more than ten years. The pain was so painful that she almost suffocated.

Just like that, he came and interrupted the pain. From then on, he was like a ray of light, slowly warming her cold heart and his world.

Mo Qingcheng felt like her breathing was stagnant, her back was stiff, and she felt that her heart was beating faster.

He lowered his head and stared at her closely, seeing his figure reflected in her clear eyes, which were full of tenderness.

Listen!

His girl said another beautiful word of love.

He loved it so much!

The man's eyes deepened, his gaze became fiery, and everything he could see was her.

The breeze blew by, blowing Jin Wan'er's long, ink-like hair, and the soft hair brushed his face, stirring his heart.

Jin Wan'er listened to his strong heartbeat and felt unreasonable peace of mind. She felt a little tired, fluttered her wing-like eyelashes, lowered her eyes, and murmured: "Mr. Mo, take me home..."

"it is good."

Mo Qingcheng saw that the person in her arms had fallen asleep, breathing evenly and sleeping peacefully.

Her forehead was covered with dense sweat and her face was pale, showing a sickly and frail beauty.

The man hugged her gently and walked straight towards the helicopter.

He walked slowly and lightly.

The silence was eerie in the silent wilderness.

Mo Qingcheng's cold voice suddenly recalled: "Leave no one behind."

Everyone in the Han family did not dare to show off their anger since the man appeared, and tried their best to reduce their sense of presence.

But the man's words brought them back to reality.

"Yes."

The cold and chilling voice sounded, making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Then bursts of wailing sounds echoed through the sky, making people tremble.

The night sky tonight is particularly gloomy.

Soon it began to rain heavily, washing away the blood all over the mountains and plains...

in the dark.

On the mountain peak in the distance, a tall figure was covered under a black umbrella, quietly looking at everything happening in the distance, with deep eyes, and the calmness concealed the turbulent waves.

At this time, the person behind the man asked: "Master, since you are here, why don't you let her know?"

The eyes in Mu Feng's eyes moved, and he said calmly: "She has him by her side."