At the same time, Cui'er, who was standing a few meters away, exclaimed, "Miss..."
Seeing the sharp sword piercing Chao Feng Qingzhuang's heart, the cold light flashed, Cui'er's clear eyes revealed a determined look, and she ran towards Feng Qingzhuang at a sprint speed of 100 meters, blocking her without hesitation.
in front of me
This scene happened so fast and suddenly that people were caught off guard
Jing Meng stared blankly at the sword in her hand. She only wanted to assassinate Feng Qingzhuang, and did not want to hurt this innocent little maid.
Feng Qingzhuang, who was led a few steps away by Wu Jingyu, never expected that Cui'er would disregard her own safety and stand in front of her. She wanted to reach out to pull Cui'er away, but her hands were not long enough, so she could only watch helplessly.
watching
At this moment, Feng Qingzhuang truly and deeply realized what it means to be helpless?
I could only hear the faint sound of the sword piercing the flesh. Cui'er's heart was really hit by the sword. The bright red blood flowed out from the heart, slowly spreading, dyeing the delicate pink skirt on her body red, like
A stunning poppy flower in bloom
In this clear autumn time, the sycamore trees are chilly. Cui'er's body falling backwards is like the sycamore leaves falling in the wind, and like the sad yellow butterfly in autumn, her life is about to end.
"Tui'er!" Feng Qingzhuang's face changed drastically. She had always been indifferent to everything, and her calm eyes now showed unprecedented panic and uneasiness.
She broke away from Wu Jingyu's hand around her waist and ran towards Cui'er's fallen body. At the last moment when she was about to land, she caught Cui'er's weak body that was like a fallen leaf in the wind, easily blown away by a gust of wind.
body of
The moment Tweetie fell down, the sword inserted in her heart was still in Jingmeng's hand. As Tweety fell down, the sword broke away from her heart, and bright red blood surged out.
"Tui'er, you have to hold on! Miss, I'll send someone to find a doctor right now."
Feng Qingzhuang hugged Cui'er's body tightly with one hand, and pressed her heart hard with the other hand, but the bright red and warm blood could not be blocked, and it continued to flow out from her fingers.
, as if Cui Er’s originally vibrant life was constantly passing by and slowly withered.
"Miss... Cui'er... can't bear to part with it..." Cui'er said weakly and with difficulty.
"Don't talk, Miss, I won't let anything happen to you."
Looking at Cui'er's pale and bloodless face and her eyes that were gradually blurring, Feng Qingzhuang comforted her.
At this moment, memories of the original Feng Qingzhuang and Cui'er who had been dependent on each other all these years appeared in her mind.
She feels the same way
A feeling of fear of loss welled up from the bottom of her heart, causing Feng Qingzhuang to gradually lose her calmness. Her whole person was in a state of madness, approaching the edge of darkness.
Seeing such a fragile Feng Qingzhuang, Wu Jingyu's deep eyes flashed with regret and remorse, and he walked over to her, squatted beside her, and tapped the area around Cui'er's heart a few times quickly, feeling the rush of blood.
slow down
"Zhuang'er, don't worry, Mo Yin has gone to see the doctor. Cui'er will be fine." Wu Jingyu put his arm around Feng Qingzhuang's shoulders, hugged her gently, and let her lean into his arms, speaking softly and delicately.
It was as if a spring breeze sounded in her ears, instantly soothing her frenzy.
At the same time as the words sounded, Mo Yin's strange figure flickered and disappeared into the Wutong Courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Feng Qingzhuang remained silent, her eyes focused on Cui'er anxiously. Her cold and deep eyes were like a bottomless pool, like the eve of a storm, so calm that there was no ripple in it.