Chapter 642: Outbreak (eight)

"Luo." The person behind him whispered.
"We are arguing. Is this what you want?" Shui Anluo said with a smile, but with tears and trembling.
Mo Luyi was stabbed with a knife like alive, but he didn't know what to say, because it was really what he wanted.
"Good, you should be fortunate. He peeked at my text message today. You should be fortunate. He is also very angry today, otherwise he won't quarrel with me." Shui Anluo said slowly, got up slowly, and turned his shoulders Gave him his clothes.
"Brother, after more than 20 years, do you have to fight with him to end your life?" Shui Anluo asked sadly.
Mo Luyu clenched his hands, "Luo, you don't understand."
"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand, either of you, I don't understand." Shui Anluo said, turning to leave.
But when you are sad, God will not sympathize with you.
Shui Anluo's footsteps turned slightly, the distance between two steps, between the autumn wind, is the cold eyes of Chu Muyi.
She thought that this was probably her distance from winter.
Chu Cuiyi stepped towards her step by step, her voice getting colder and colder, "Why, can't you wait to find him?"
He spoke word by word, every word seemed to be quenching the ice.
I was down because I was worried about her, but I didn't expect to see it.
Shui Anluo stepped back step by step, and then Mo Luyu reached out to help.
"Be careful." Mo Luyi whispered.
But only for a moment, Shui'anluo had been pulled behind his own by Chu-mu's wings, and Shui'anluo's arm hurt, and he fell.
"Mo Luyu, she is your cousin." Chu Cuiyi said coldly.
"You hurt her." Mo Luyi frowned slightly, and said with a deep voice.
"Hum-why, distressed?" Chu Cuiyi's hand holding Shui Anluo's arm slightly strengthened.
Shui Anluo tried to endure the pain and didn't speak.
But Mo Luyu could see it and waved his hand directly to Chu Cuiyi. Chu Cuiyi reached out to block. Shui Anluo took a step back, but the two were already fighting together.
Mo Luyi is obviously not Chu Chuyi's opponent, but his skill is not bad.
Shui Anluo looked coldly. One was the one who hurt her and the one who hurt him. She didn't want to help.
So when Chu Cuiyi couldn't get out, Shui Anluo turned and left here.
Maybe at first she just thought about being quiet downstairs, but now she just wants to leave here and leave Chu Muyi far away.
He just had a sarcastic look, dazzling.
Chu Guangyi Yuguang saw Shui Anluo leaving, and slapped his palm on Mo Luyu's chest, then held his collar: "I repeat, stay away from her, otherwise I won't let you go . "
But when Chu Cuiyi chased out, Shui'anluo had taken a taxi and left.
Shui Anluo got into the car, just let the driver drive, but didn't say where to go.
Chu Cuiyi went back, took his cell phone, and called Uncle Chu directly, told him the license plate number, and let him send someone to find the car.
The car turned around and returned to Shui'anluo in most of A city.
"Miss, it's been three hours. Where on earth are you going?" The driver master is a native of city A around fifty, and looked at Shui Anluo with some worry.
"No, I get off the car." Shui Anluo said, looking down to get the money, but suddenly found that she had nothing at all when she went out.