Chapter 698: Life is better than death

Do not!
Will not!
Thinking of this, the night is cold and my heart is even more flustered.
In my heart, I am even more confused, but I cannot accept this fact.
After all, as long as he has never seen a small woman in a day, he will never believe that the little girl is dead!
On the occasion of the night of the cold and anxious flustered, Lu Zhan, who rushed to the scene, saw the scene of this tragic scene, almost even spit out last night's dinner!
Although Lu Zhan is also following the night of the cold, the people who marched to fight.
The people who kill themselves are countless.
However, the thing that is snoring is not that you are dead, but I am dying. Therefore, killing is only a piece of cake for him.
However, Lu Zhan’s murder has always been a painstaking fall.
Just, look at the dozens of unnamed bodies in front of you. This cruel death method, even if it is seen in the murderous land show, feels cruel.
In the end, the murderer has nothing to do with these people! ?
This breaks the broken finger and breaks the tongue, and looks at the blood of his intestines out of the blood. This kind of death can be thought of by anyone!
It’s no wonder that every corpse here, after death, still has a big eye, and it’s not dead!
Just as I thought about it in Lu Zhan's heart, after returning to God, I immediately looked around the body.
I want to see if there is any small family in the body here.
If there is, then, the grandfather of their family will definitely be sad! ?
Just as I thought about it in Lu Zhan's heart, I swept around in a circle and saw that there were many corpses around, but I didn't have the little family, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
No matter what, as long as there is no body of the little family, it’s good...
Thinking of this, Lu Xun saw the red man standing next to the cliff carriage.
I saw that the man was just quietly standing there, letting the mountain breeze, constantly blowing his bright red clothes!
Long hair flies, the clothes are fluttering, and the end is a perfect style!
However, the loneliness, despair, and sorrow of the man are unbearable.
For the first time, Lu Zhan saw this man's desperate and sad look.
The so-called hero is saddened by the beauty, it is like a man in front of you! ?
Thinking of this, Lu Zhan could not help but sigh deeply, then went forward and said comfort.
"Wang Ye, since there is no small wine here..."
Having said that, Lu Zhan paused and then said.
"That is not proof, he is fine with a little wine, Wang Ye is not so sad, the body is heavy!"
The land is unfolding, but I want to comfort the man in front of me.
Because he has never seen it, the man who has always been indifferent in front of him will be so sad.
However, at the time of Lu Zhan’s thoughts, the night in front of him was cold and his eyes were frozen. When his eyes fell on a side of the cliff, his face could not be seen.
I saw that on the ground next to the cliff, there was a delicate bracelet lying on it.
And this bracelet is so familiar...
Seeing this, the night ink cold bends immediately, picking up the bracelet on the ground.
Take a closer look, the night ink chills and suddenly!
Because, this bracelet, he remembers.
That is what the little girl wore all day...
Today, the bracelet is still there, the little girl is gone.
Here, I experienced another cruel killing, and the carriage was on the edge of the cliff...
A series of things are connected together, and the night's cold eyes are swept away. When it falls on the bottom of the cliff, the heart is even more shocking!
No, that little girl has already suffered unexpectedly! ?
Thinking of this, the night of the cold only feels 'banging', the brain suddenly blank.
Then, the heart-wrenching pain was like a raging tide, coming towards his heart--
"No! Little wine!"
The night is cold and cold, and the head is squatting. The volume is large, reaching the sky, and it is constantly echoing around.
The desperate sorrow, the sad look, like a beast that lost his partner, makes people feel sad.
Then, the night ink only felt a sweet throat, the next moment, ‘噗’, a blood, immediately squirted from the mouth...
"Wang Ye..."
When I saw the man in front of me, I actually vomited blood, and I stood on the edge of the cliff. After I was crumbling, I fell straight down.
Standing in the night after the night of the cold ink, Lu Zhan saw this, his face changed greatly, and immediately rushed forward to catch the fallen man.
But see the man has closed his eyes and passed out...
......
"Cough and cough, I am so uncomfortable, hehe..."
At this moment, Su wine is just like himself, as if he is in a deep water.
The body was hot like a volcanic eruption for a while, and it was as cold as a popsicle for a while, alternating hot and cold, making Su wine drink painful.
She wants to burst into tears, but in the throat, it seems to be burnt like a fire, burning pain, so that the wine can only make a cries of crying.
Now, she is alive, or die! ?
Why is it so uncomfortable! ?
This feeling is simply not as good as death!
God!
Who can save her, night cold, where are you! ?
On the occasion of the painfulness of the sake wine, standing on the edge of the bed, I saw the little girl who was stunned and crying on the bed, and immediately the heart was picked up.
"Doctor, the wine has been in a coma for three days and three nights. Why haven't you woken up yet?? You didn't see that she is very difficult now!? You don't know how to practice medicine!"
Draw a thousand charms, the brows are locked, and the middle of the eye is not happy.
In particular, when I saw a little woman lying in bed, whispering.
The brows that were next to each other, the pale face, and the tears that kept falling, I really felt his heart hurt.
If he can, he really wants to help the little woman with all the pain.
As long as this little woman can wake up and be safe, ask him to do something, he is willing!
Just as I was worried about the anxiety in the painting, I stood by the purple jade and saw the man in front of me. It was already tired, but it was not good enough to rest.
On the beautiful face, the black-green under the eyes, as well as the bloodshot in the sputum, the scum of the chin, makes the man look even more.
Also let the purple jade squat, my heart can not bear.
"Master, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights. There are doctors here. It's better to go back to the house and have a good rest!"
The purple jade opens, and the eyebrows are slightly stunned, and the eyes that fall on the paintings are all worried.
However, painting a thousand charms, but only swept her a look, between the eyebrows, is impatient.
"You have time to talk about these nonsense here. Why don't you go out and see if the medicines for the small wines are good?"
"amount……"
Hearing the words of the thousand charms, the heart of Ziyu could not help but be tight, and the meaning of a grievance was quickly poured into the heart.