"Ji Zi'ang, how are you..." Wen Xinnuan's voice was full of tears.
Ji Ziang's legs were unstable, and the explosions behind him continued...
He was struggling, his speed was getting slower and slower, and he was falling far behind.
Leng Aofeng has disappeared...
"I'm sorry..." Wen Xinnuan cried sadly, "Why didn't I know it was you earlier... Why am I so stupid and always the last one to know the truth..."
Ji Ziang reminded her countless times.
She really didn't expect that he would be the pet she had played with until she grew up.
"Stop, let me down." Wen Xinnuan held it in her hands and felt that the blood in his body continued to flow.
Her burning tears fell one by one...
Like scalding water, dripping on his heart.
Ji Ziang gritted his teeth and ran wildly in the fields littered with corpses. In front of him was a cave-like canyon with a long suspension bridge in ruins.
"Hold on tight..." Ji Ziang's heavy steps crossed the suspension bridge, swaying, and there was a dark bottomless abyss below.
The debris from the explosion destroyed the bridge deck and broke in the middle...
Ji Ziang felt his body light up, and the two women were thrown from its back.
He caught Jing Jiaren in the air, bit her skirt and swung her hard, throwing her onto the other side...
Jing Jiaren rolled a few times and saw that the bridge deck was completely broken. She was horrified and shouted: "My heart is warm——"
Wen Xinnuan's body fell weightlessly, tears flying in the air.
She closed her eyes and faced death and darkness calmly... Such a stupid and selfish self had no face to survive.
A hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The power of the warm palm surprised her.
Ji Ziang held the broken bridge deck with one hand and held her with the other. His body was still transforming, and the hair on his arms and arched body was disappearing.
Wen Xinnuan hung in the air, staring blankly at him, that handsome face he had not seen for a long time.
Painful veins burst out in Ji Ziang's neck, as if all the bones in his body were broken. One by one, the pain was like millions of knives cutting off his bones.
Complete human transformation.
The bullet wound on the chest, blood spurting out...
"Grab me..." Ji Zi'ang held her tightly in a low voice, "Grab me with the other hand!"
With tears in her eyes, Wen Xinnuan grabbed his hand with both hands.
He struggled to pull her up with one hand and directed her feet to step on the end of the wooden bridge to share the weight.
Jing Jiaren stood at the edge of the canyon, looking at their figures under the broken bridge, looking for ropes nearby!
Ji Ziang dragged Wen Xinnuan onto her back, struggled to hold on to pieces of the bridge deck, and climbed up 180° vertically and horizontally.
Wen Xinnuan lay on his broad and powerful back, tears streaming down crazily: "Why don't you tell me..."
"Because... I don't want to see you cry." I want to stay by her side, laugh with her until she grows old, and watch her be silly and happy for the rest of her life.
"Woo..."
"Why are you crying, idiot... You'd better look better when you smile."
Ji Ziang climbed up with all his strength, letting Wen Xinnuan step on his shoulders and land safely.
The wooden planks of the bridge were shattered, and he was lying on the edge of danger, dying. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and he vaguely saw Wen Xinnuan crying and calling his name...
"Ji Zi'ang - give me your hand -"
The last bit of his strength disappeared, and he raised a smirk on his lips. Before he could say anything, he fell into the black abyss along with the wooden board.