The cold and cold sword tip on the neck seemed to be flashing with blood.[
At some point behind him, a person who was exactly the same as him was established.
The cold voice overflowed in the winter, "Let her go!"
"What if I don't let go?" Sima Luo's mouth was outlined evilly.
Chen Su'er slowly opened her eyes, and she saw him...
He stood behind Sima Luo like a god, and that coldness was the first time she saw it!
Suddenly, Sima Luo's body stiffened, and he felt a pain in his neck, and a hint of warmth... He knew that it was his own blood flowing out.
"Murong Jing! You are so cruel! Haha! So cruel! ruthless!..." Sima Luo's eyes were crazy. He dared to take action, dare to take action?! He dared to hurt him for a woman who was unfaithful?!" Go down, why don’t you just click it directly?! This little force can’t kill me! Murong Jing!”
Sima Luo just wanted to move—
Suddenly, Murong Jing made a move like lightning, sealing several large and mute acupoints in his body.
Sima Luo couldn't move for the time being, just stared at the person with angry eyes.
Murong Jing's eyes were cold, but his heart was filled with sadness.
If it were other men, he would have cut down the sword just now without hesitation. But the one in front of him was his own brother, and he could not take action! Even though his anger was on the verge of an outbreak, he could still suppress it. Go and kill someone.
Hate yourself, hate yourself not cruel enough!
He hated that he could not protect her if what happened today happened to her...
He quickly untied his outer robe and wrapped around her body!
I hugged my broad arms with great cherishment, gentle and gentle.
"I'm sorry, I'm late..."
She was trembling and couldn't speak, and could not say anything. She buried her head deeply in his chest, her tears could not be suppressed, and she could no longer control her, flowing out... like a sudden flood that was missing from the dike... ...