Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

The two people who were wrestling almost simultaneously caught sight of the long ladder lowered from the deck. Li Yan didn't know where he got the strength from, but he suddenly growled and pushed the person away. After getting up, he began to search for something.

"I never thought you could be rescued...? How could they find you..."

"Okay, since you're here, let's die together!" Li Yan gritted his teeth, looking like a wounded lion licking its wounds alone, pitiful and sad, "Si Mo, what you said is wrong. I'm not reluctant to die, I just, just... I can't bear to leave him."

"I wanted to see him again, but you all stopped me. It's not my fault!"

After saying that, he pulled off a fuse on his body without hesitation. A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he kept muttering that they wanted to die together.

Si Mo saw clearly that it was a button similar to a switch!

There were explosives buried on the ship.

Li Yan also knew that he would not survive, so he no longer had any worries.

He couldn't tell whether he believed it or not that Chang Ruxin was dead. He felt relieved that if he died, he could go to the underworld to find him, tell him that he was wrong, and ask for forgiveness.

At the same time, he felt that if the person was not dead, they would be separated by the Yin and Yang, and he would never see that face again... Thinking about it, he burst into tears out of grievance.

His face was covered with tears and snot. He knelt on the ground like a helpless child, without time to cover his face.

Si Mo cursed Li Yan, the madman, in his heart, with a hint of personal resentment in his emotions. He rushed forward and stabbed him twice in the shoulder with the tip of the needle.

The splattered blood splashed onto his face and clothes, and he showed a look of disgust.

Li Yan deserved to die.

There was no time for him to do anything else because he didn't know when the bomb would explode.

But Si Mo did not expect that as soon as he ran out of the cabin, he would meet several people head-on.

Among them was Zou Yanzhi, who breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was fine.

There was no color on Zou Yanzhi's face, his lips and teeth were trembling slightly, and he stood in the distance like a thin piece of paper.

My legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and it was difficult to even move half a step...

Standing next to him was Gu Jiayan, who also had a worried look on his face.

"You're okay, that's great."

Si Mo ran over and hugged him. Zou Yanzhi's cold embrace was like the strongest safe haven at this moment. The strength of their embrace seemed to melt each other into their bones and blood.

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late..."

When Zou Yanzhi saw blood on his body, he thought Si Mo was injured and his heart ached.

Si Mo shook his head, remembering something, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "Tell them to leave quickly, there are explosives on the ship."

There were also police officers who came down with them, and they didn't dare to act rashly when they heard the news.

At this time, a countdown sound was heard in the cabin. Li Yan staggered out and swept his eyes across the faces of these people, his disappointment evident in his words.

There is no such person.

This was the only extreme method left for him, but Chang Ruxin still wouldn't come out. Could he still not lure him out...

"Chang Ruxin! Why did you leave me? Didn't you say you loved me?"

The rain splashed on Li Yan's face. In the last ten seconds, he tilted his head back and smiled dejectedly.

On the helicopter, a blurry figure squeezed into his sight.

Li Yan's whole body froze. The buzzing of the alarm in his ears made him feel anxious. At this moment, he felt an indescribable mess of emotions.

It was an illusion, he really... saw Chang Ruxin.

very nice.

"That's too late!"

“Jump quickly…”

Boom, it was all over.

-

Li Yan didn't have that much ability after all. He had spent all his money on the twelve potions and the bomb he bought on the black market, and there was not much left. Fortunately, the power of the bomb was not too great.

At the last moment, the group jumped into the sea and most of them suffered minor injuries.

Only Li Yan, who had no will to survive and had suffered multiple injuries from the explosion, fell into a deep coma with no idea when he would wake up.

There are two police officers guarding outside his ward, and they will interrogate him as soon as he wakes up.

The bomb was buried under the deck, and two policemen who were nearby were hit by shrapnel in their arms and were undergoing surgery.

Gu Jiayan and the others were also close to that position, but at the critical moment Zou Yanzhi stood in front of Si Mo in time, and the two fell into the sea together, and most of the impact force was blocked.

Si Mo woke up after a few hours, but Zou Yanzhi's condition was not optimistic.

He was already in poor health and had lost a lot of weight. Now he was put on a heavy ventilator, with needles of all sizes pierced all over his body. He looked extremely pitiful as he was caught in the nightmare of illness.

Si Mo had been trying her best to adjust her emotions. Only when she felt that her tears had dried up and would not come again, did she finally sit quietly beside the bed and look at him.

Gu Jiayan sighed, looking very tired: "Now I finally understand why you want me to look after him."

"After Zou Yanzhi saw the note you left for him, he insisted on looking for you, saying that something must have happened to you. No one could stop him."

"You said that his physical condition is like that, but he is still so stubborn. When he wakes up, I will definitely scold him. I will take advantage of the fact that he is sick and can't get up to beat me..."

As he spoke, his nose felt sore, but he still patted Si Mo's shoulder helplessly: "Don't worry, he will wake up."

Gu Jiayan really couldn't stay any longer. His eyes were red. He tried his best to hide them. He comforted Si Mo and then left.

Even though he knew that comfort at this moment was basically futile.

Zou Yanzhi has been given a critical illness notice.

After coming out of the operating table, his ventilator has been fluctuating very weakly. The doctor said that he was only holding on by willpower. The survival rate of people who were originally hit by the impact was less than 10%.

The clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock. Night enveloped the entire city. The neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were dazzling. The night was thick, the bustling and noisy streets continued, but the people in the ward were like lonely clay sculptures.

Zou Yanzhi was lying on the hospital bed, his face as pale as paper, his eyes tightly closed, his long eyelashes always stained with moisture, like a carefully crafted painting, with a bit of the flavor of a sickly pretty boy.

His hands drooped limply on the side of the bed, the blue veins under his skin clearly visible. Si Mo silently covered the corner of the quilt for him and turned his head away, holding back his sobs. It was sad that someone who used to be so proud could now be manipulated by others.

The disease enveloped him like a dark yin and yang, as if his life was slipping away quietly.

At first, Benben didn't know what Si Mo wanted to do. When he realized what was going on and tried to persuade him, it was already too late.

……

It was not until past twelve o'clock that the thin god got up and locked the door.

Then, when Si Mo opened his eyes again, he saw that pair of fox eyes as deep as the sea suddenly glowed with a strong light, with a hint of darkness in the blue, as if they could weave illusions and confuse people's hearts.

That is the signal to forcibly mobilize divine power!