The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

He Chongtian couldn't remember how he came out.

The sea of ​​blood in his mind occupies all his sanity, dyeing everything in sight red.

The intense blood and violence were like a violent hurricane.

He didn't remember what his mother said to him, but he only remembered the strong force on his hands when he pushed her away.

The sun was dazzling, and the April air was filled with pollen. He stepped on the accelerator, and the blood on his body soaked the seats.

He wanted to see Chen Xiangyin immediately.

In the mid-level villa, from the courtyard gate to the inner gate, where the crane passed by, there were blood stains all the way.

He crookedly opened the door and saw Zhou Zheng first. He didn't have time to ask him in detail when and how he would be back. He glanced around and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

After opening the door, my expectations were suddenly dashed.

The room was empty, and the bed remained the same as before he left.

In a plastic bag on the bedside table, a bag of chocolates lay untouched.

"Agarwood Yin?" He Chongtian's weak and hoarse voice echoed in the room, but no one responded.

A voice came from the door: "Crane Soaring into the Sky! Where are you going..." Qi Yan said halfway. After seeing the Crane Soaring into the Sky, Qi Yan bit his tongue in shock: "Fuck..."

"Where is the agarwood?" He Chongtian asked.

Qi Yan swallowed his saliva and thought for two seconds: "You're injured, lie down quickly! I'll call an ambulance!"

"Where is the agarwood?" He Chongtian took a step forward and grabbed Qi Yan's throat, his scarlet eyes showing fierceness.

"She... let go!" Qi Yan pushed He Chongtian. Unexpectedly, He Chongtian was so light and fluttery that he retreated a few meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

……

He Chongtian refused to let Qi Yan drive because he thought he was slow.

After running through a red light, at a life-and-death speed, He shot up to the sky with blazing eyes, and squeezed the steering wheel with his blood-stained hands, his knuckles protruding and turning white.

Qi Yan said that Chen Xiangyin had been there for more than a week, and Xuan Guo went to find her for half a day.

The black Maybach cuts corners in the wild mountains.

The accelerator roared, Qi Yan fastened his seat belt, squeezed the armrest, and tightened his arm muscles.

Qi Yan originally blamed He Soaring into the sky and Chen Xiang Yin for being in danger alone, but he didn't show his face at all. Now it seems that he can't tell who of the two is more in danger.

A strange feeling of guilt arose in his heart, and he felt that he was incompetent.

When his best brother is in trouble, he just doesn't know about it and doesn't do anything about it. He can't even take care of his woman.

There is still the feeling of pushing a crane into the sky in his hand. He is so weak that it makes people heart-wrenching.

He Chongtian has always had a strong energy in him, as if he was born strong, like a god who cannot be invaded.

But at that moment, He Chongtian was easily pushed down by him...it was so weak that it made his nose feel sore.

He Chongtian had been bleeding, and his lips were as colorless as his face.

Qi Yan was so afraid that he would die.

Arriving outside the deep forest villa, He Chongtian hardly slowed down. He swung the front of the car and opened the door, suddenly shifted gears, and reversed with a roar.

Qi Yan's chest hurt from being strangled by the seat belt. He first looked at He Soaring into the sky, only to see that he had already gotten out of the car, stumbling on his feet, and broke into the villa with a Tang knife in hand.

He Chongtian had just entered the villa and saw a woman tied with a familiar knot at the entrance, with a teacup stuffed in her mouth.

There were bloodstains on the ground, all the way down.

He Chongtian followed the blood stains and extended his gaze to the dense forest on the mountain behind the villa.

……

On the edge of the cliff, Pang Wenkui had no way to retreat.

Chen Xiang's eyes were a little unfocused, and she felt that she might collapse at any time.

His legs were very soft, supporting his steps as he approached Pang Wenkui.

A fierce light flashed in Pang Wenkui's eyes. He saw Chen Xiangyin's strength and stopped escaping.

Pang Wenkui waved his hands, and the situation between heaven and earth suddenly changed. .

The rocks trembled, and he tried his best to mobilize his mind and power, trying to defeat Agarwood with his last breath.

Agarwood let out a deep voice from her throat, and she also used all her strength to rush towards Pang Wenkui.

The distance between the two became closer and closer, and Pang Wenkui's ferocious face was clearly visible.

Chen Xiangyin's body drew an arc in the air, and the sacrificial pestle went straight to Pang Wenkui's heart.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Pang Wenkui watched in horror as Chen Xiangyin's figure grew larger and larger. He wanted to cast the last spell to protect himself, but it was too late.

The speed at which agarwood explodes is inhuman!

Agarwood makes an indomitable thrust, refusing to turn back.

"Agarwood Yin!!" The broken voice of the man behind him was cut even more finely by the strong wind.

The fragments of the voice flowed into the ears, making Agarwood's heart soften.

It was the crane that soared into the sky.

She did not look back, did not dare to slack off, and only stared at the sharp point of the sacrificial pestle piercing Pang Wenkui's heart.

With a shrill cry, Pang Wenkui's body was thrown backwards by her thrusts.

Chen Xiangyin and Pang Wenkui flew out of the cliff together.

In mid-air, Chen Xiang used his left hand to pinch Pang Wenkui's neck, pulled out the sacrificial pestle with his right hand, and stabbed him again.

She twisted it hard, and Pang Wenkui's heart was quickly stabbed to pieces.

"Agarwood lead!!"

Heart-rending shouts erupted from Crane's throat and resounded through the sky.

He ran towards the edge of the cliff, as if just one step faster he could grab Chen Xiangyin's hand and pull her back from the line of death.

Just when he was about to jump off, Qi Yan hugged him tightly.

Qi Yan used all his strength to drag him backwards, calling his name continuously: "The crane rises to the sky! The crane rises to the sky! Below is the Qingluo River!!"

The Qingluo River is famous for its cannibalism, with its currents raging like wild horses and dangerous hidden rocks.

When the water rises in April, the flow rate is even faster, six to seven meters per second.

If you jump down, you won't even be able to find the body.

"Qingluo River..." He Chongtian murmured hoarsely, as if his soul was broken in an instant.

He kept trying to get rid of Qi Yan's shackles.

He said he would catch her and prevent her from falling. If he couldn't catch her, he would fall together.

Impossible, it must be an illusion! It must be that he hasn't come out yet in Jiuyao!

How could Agarwood die? !

She didn't even look back at him!

Until the crane soared to the sky, his strength was exhausted, and he knelt down on the edge of the cliff.

He looked desperately through the river that swallowed up the agarwood, and felt that his body was filled with emptiness and confusion.

He suddenly realized that everything around him was fading.

It seemed that his world had lost all light from this moment on.

……

During the fall, Chen Xiangyin felt that weightlessness was not so uncomfortable for the first time.

Under the 100-meter cliff, the Qingluo River is turbulent, roaring like thousands of horses galloping.

Agarwood lured Pang Wenkui away, who was still staring at death. His body kept rolling and colliding in the rapid river water, and was dragged ruthlessly down the river.

Surrounded by mist and splashing water, the roar of the river drowned out all sounds, and the heaven and earth shook.

Chen Xiangyin's consciousness was blurred. She knew that she was rising and falling with the river, and the pain in her body had long been numb.

On the edge of life and death, Chen Xiangyin couldn't help but looked back.

I saw the crane on the cliff head soaring into the sky.

Through the mist, his tall and clear figure knelt on the edge of the cliff, half of his body rushing out.

The strong wind flew the corners of his clothes, and Qi Yan stopped his struggle.

A few hundred meters away, He Chongtian almost frantically stretched out his arms in her direction.

In my sight, the crane soared further and further into the sky until it was out of sight.

Pang Wenkui died, and so did she.

He Chongtian will become the new leader of Qinglong Group.

She no longer has to fight with him.

The result was good, but she wasn't happy.