Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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There was a bang, and the fire splattered.

A huge fire wave rushed over, Feng Lingxue quickly looked back, and the X luxury car that was just fine had just been blown over.

Xuan Ying lay on the ground and fell into a pool of blood.

There was blood on his forehead, and the silver mask on that half was ruptured, revealing his sloppy right face.

"what!"

Feng Lingxue's black and white pupils kept shrinking, zooming in, and finally she screamed and turned back.

Each step she took was very difficult, very slow, and she seemed to have thousands of feet under her feet. These short dozen steps exhausted all the strength of her life.

Walking to Xuan Ying, her legs softened and she squatted down.

Raising her little hand, she touched his left face.

He was originally a handsome man who had been selected for thousands of miles. This left face was perfect and flawless. She wiped the blood on his face with white fingers.

Xuan Ying slowly crossed her face and looked at her.

He was very weak, bleeding from many places on his body, and one leg was still pressed under the overturned luxury car, unable to move.

But his eyes were soft, "Ling Ling ..."

He called her name.

Feng Lingxue felt a pain in her heart. She retracted her fingers and pulled her atrium across the cloth. She wanted to pull her heart out again.

The white eyes were burning, and the rising hot air was burning her pupils, but she could not cry.

Knowing that Mu Mou was dead, she couldn't cry.

The thick blood flowed down Xuan Ying's forehead, and he covered his eyelids and looked at her, "Ling Ling, cry out, cry out ... it doesn't hurt ..."

Feng Lingxue held her knees with a slim arm, "It hurts ... I hurt ..."

Then a sound of footsteps sounded and someone came.

It is Lord Nan and Xuan Mu.

The maid followed them respectfully, "Master."

Xuan Mu looked down at Xuan Ying, showing a nasty smile, "It is indeed X luxury car, all of them used such fierce new military explosives, but they failed to blow X luxury car into ruins, and you fried the bones. Not saved! "

Lord Nan sighed and was very sorry, but his look at Xuan Ying was cold and without temperature. "Yinger, don't blame your father for being cruel, because you are too disobedient. I raise you to raise one. Dog, if you are not obedient, the knife in Gillian's house three years ago did not fall on your right face, but on your heart. "

Xuan Ying looked up and looked at Lord Nan. He slowly lipped his lips and a husky grin filled his throat, "Sure enough ... it's you."

"Father, stop talking to him."

Xuan Mu squatted down and touched Feng Lingxue's head. "Ling Xue, Mu Mou has not died, and has been in our hands."

"The North King thought that Mu Mou was really dead. In fact, it was an illusion that we made. His men were bought by us long ago. We found a child similar to Mu Mou and killed her! "

what?

Lord Nan and Xuan Mu killed an innocent child for their own power and selfish desire!

Feng Lingxue was trembling, her eyes were staring at Xuan Mu, disgusted, hated, "Avian!"

She cursed softly.

Xuan Mu didn't take it for granted, he took out a small knife, handed it to Feng Lingxue's hand, and chuckled with a smile, "Ling Xue, Moumu is in our hands, now as long as you hold the knife, push the tip of the knife In the heart of Xuan Ying, you can see Mu Mou. "

Kill Xuan Ying, see Mu Mou.

Mother and daughter reunited.

The cold handle was stuffed into Feng Lingxue's palm. Feng Lingxue's face was pale. She turned her face, and her eyes fell on Xuanying's face with stagnation.

Xuan Ying looked at her softly, "Does it still hurt?"

pain.

Feng Lingxue kept pressing at the position of the atrium, and tugged hard, but couldn't pull it out.

She felt helpless.

At this moment, her cold little hand was grasped by his master, and his gentle and seductive voice sounded in his ear, "Ling Ling, listen to him, pierce the tip of my knife into my heart, so ... you will never It hurts. "

Is that so?

Is it true?

He held her little hand with the knife, he pulled her, and moved the tip of the knife to his atrium a little.

Feng Lingxue was shaking Yu Jie, her voice was painful, hoarse, "No ..."

She tried to withdraw her little hand.

But it didn't work, she couldn't get rid of his strength, the sharp blade penetrated into his clothes, and then slowly and forcefully down ...

The tip of the knife stabbed in, and the hot fluid rushed out frantically, staining his clothes.

"what!"

Feng Lingxue screamed and slumped on the ground.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look at it anymore. The heat in her eyes grew more and more, and she could not open her eyes.

She closed her eyes in pain.

The cold sweat on Xuan Ying's head pierced his atrium. He looked at Feng Lingxue and pursed his pale thin lips. "Ling Ling ... I'm sorry ... I ... love ... you ... always love ..."

he loves her.

Over the years, no one stopped.

Feng Lingxue heard it, her eyes were wet, and big teardrops fell down, so hot ...

She trembled with the weak incense shoulder and choked softly, and she looked up and looked at him in the blur of tears, "The liar ..."

Her blood-stained hands trembled and seized her heart. "Here ... it hurts more ..."

This liar.

He said that as long as the knife was stuck in his heart, it would not hurt.

However, she felt more and more painful.

It's getting worse.

Xuan Ying raised her palm and wanted to wipe the tears on her face. "In the future ... don't ... cry for me ... because it's not worth it ..."

His hands dropped weakly.

he died?

he died!

Xuan Mu quickly reached out to explore the pulse of Xuan Ying. He laughed, "Dead! Great, finally dead!"

Feng Lingxue knew that he was really dead.

She hugged herself with a slim arm, pulled her own heart, scratched hard, and pulled hard, and she choked out, "Woohoo ... liar ... big liar ..."

My heart hurts.

She was dying of pain.

For a moment, Feng Lingxue cried.

...

Both King Nan and Xuan Mu were very satisfied. Xuan Mu reached out and held Feng Lingxue's slim arms, and pulled her up. "Okay, Ling Xue, what are you crying, go, I will take you to see Mu Mou. "

Feng Lingxue was dragged by Xuan Mu like a puppet, her eyes were empty and her steps were sloppy.

The hot tears blurred the sight and couldn't hold it anymore.

At this moment, a tender milk sound rang in my ear, "Mummy ~"

Mummy.

Upon hearing this voice, Feng Lingxue stopped, her empty eyes looked forward, and a small figure stood in the corridor in front, Moumu!

The long-term malnutrition made the three-year-old Mu Mu look very soft and small. She wore a worn out dress, but it also couldn't hide her pink carved jade face and the clear blue eyes. , Beautiful and incredible.

Feng Lingxue's empty eyes slowly restored focus and color, she ran over ...