Although, the force that Li Li shook her shoulders was astonishing, Qian Weiran even felt that her bones were about to fall apart due to this guy. This feeling was unimaginable.
However, she still endured it like this. She knew that she could not show weakness. The people she cared about most had fallen into his hands and were threatened by him. Could it be that she would have to control her thoughts and facial expressions by him?
What?
No... She couldn't, she couldn't let her self-esteem be trampled on like this, so she tried her best to ignore the pain on the outside, and still raised the corners of her mouth, smiling brightly, and suddenly it felt wonderful as if all the darkness could be dispelled by the light.
.
"Mo Li...you are really pitiful, do you know that?"
Qian Weiran inexplicably had a different feeling towards Mo Li, mixed with hatred, but also with pity and sympathy. In fact, he is not easy, isn't he? One word of hate has tortured him for eighteen years, Qian Weiran
I have never hated anyone, so I don’t know what this feeling is like?
It was hard for her to imagine what kind of strong stimulation Mo Li's hatred was caused by.
"I don't need your pity!!! Qian Weiran... Who do you think you are!! Do you think you know me well? Why do you say that!!" Qian Weiran said as Li Qian's emotions were a little out of control.
Those words were nothing more than irritating him. Qian Weiran didn't like to be controlled, and he hated being threatened. Since he dared to do this, there was no reason not to know that Qian Weiran would resist.
"Do you think I want to pity you?? Mo Li... If you hadn't threatened me, I wouldn't have even bothered to show sympathy!!" Qian Weiran couldn't be kind to Mo Li. If, if this guy really had a little bit left,
If you have a conscience, you won’t do these things.
"I'm afraid... you don't even bother to show sympathy, are you?"
A dark light suddenly flashed across the purple eyes, and a blazing flame seemed to want to tear Qian Wei Ran apart. It was extremely terrifying. The facial expression was as ferocious as a demon from hell, which could destroy you at any time.
Qian Weiran didn't have time to react before he was pushed hard to the ground by Mo Li. If not for his instinctive reaction to push his hands back, maybe the scratch on the rock on the ground was not on his knees, but on the back of his head.
"Xiaoran!!"
Jian Yixi completely unconsciously called out the name that he thought he would never say again in his life. Perhaps, Jian Yixi really hadn't completely let go of her yet.
"Xiao Ran'er, you..." Su Zimo hesitated, as if he was worrying about something.
"Hey...get up if you're not dead..." An Yixu, the only one who was not restrained by the iron chain, was a little twisted. He didn't know why he should care about this woman. He was just moving involuntarily.
"An Yixu!! If you hold her up, will you lose some flesh?" Xia Junyu found that the current relationship between An Yixu and Qian Weiran was really strange. In the past, An Yixu would cling to her to death, but now Qianwei
The infection is like some kind of germ that cannot be touched.
"..." Qiu Liluo was the only one who didn't say anything. After all, it was because of what happened before. He didn't say a word, but it could be seen that his eyes fell on Qian Weiran, vaguely worried.
"..." An Yixu still stood beside Qian Weiran, making no move for a long time.
Qian Weiran didn't want to force him, she raised her face pretending to be strong, and said with an unnatural smile: "It's okay...it's just a minor injury..."