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

Chen Xiangyin was tied to a chair and could not move. Blood flowed from his eyelids into his eyes.

She kept blinking to make sure she saw it correctly.

He Chongtian was a head taller than the four men in front of him. He suddenly lifted up the Tang Dao on the ground with his toes, and with a wave of his arms, his figure was as graceful as a swimming dragon, and he easily defeated several strong men who were not overestimating their abilities.

More people heard the sound and came over. This unfinished building was simply a sinful private execution ground.

More than a dozen people formed a circle around He Chongtian, and Chen Xiangyin clearly saw He Chongtian smiling...

With a slightly excited and enthusiastic smile...

His attack was extremely ruthless, and in the empty basement, the man's screams could be heard endlessly, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, and the strong smell of blood was steaming in the sultry heat, which was so pungent.

Soon, the other party's people were lying on the ground in a mess, unable to get up. They were not satisfied with the cranes rising to the sky, and turned their eyes to the man who had his hand chopped off at the beginning.

The man was forced back to the wall by the towering crane, his face turned pale.

He Chongtian was as powerful as a king lording over the world, with anger burning in his eyes, biting his back molars, and kicked the man hard one after another, not stopping until he fainted.

"Alright!" Chenxiang called out to stop, and He Chongtian gave it another try before giving up.

"Why are you here?" Chen Xiangyin's heart beat rapidly.

He Chongtian turned to look at her, and quickly looked away without saying a word. He came over and knelt down, stretching out his hands to loosen his bonds.

"No." Chen Xiangyin ducked for a moment, lowered his head and saw his fanning eyelashes, and whispered: "The police and reporters are coming soon. If we don't loosen the restraints, it will look worse..."

He Chongtian knew what trick she was playing, so he didn't insist and withdrew his hand.

Chen Xiangyin's heart pounded and she asked him tentatively: "How long have you been here?"

He rubbed his nose, stood up and took two steps back. When he turned around, he inadvertently whispered, "I'm so sensitive."

! !

Isn’t that right, you’ve almost heard it?

"I'm sorry... I'm just talking nonsense, I just want to make a cliché..." Chen Xiangyin's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, and he raised his eyes to glance at Ye Rong, who had fainted after falling down the stairs.

There was a huge black footprint on her chest.

He should have been... kicked down...

The atmosphere was awkwardly frozen.

He Chongtian was in a mess, Chen Xiangyin had scratches on his face, his clothes were stained with mud, and there were large blood stains on his body.

She was hurt, not seriously.

He followed Ye Rong to the unfinished building and kept listening upstairs. He had already wanted to rush down, but because he didn't want to interrupt Chen Xiangyin's plan, he didn't come down until the last moment.

The fire in his chest did not subside much because of the violence just now. Instead, it burned even more after seeing the injuries caused by Chen Xiang.

"I..." He Chongtian hesitated to speak.

Chen Xiangyin immediately asked him, "What?" His tone was careful and gentle.

He Chongtian turned his back and asked her in a low voice: "What do you want me to do?"

Chen Xiangyin pursed her lips and said, "I'm really sorry...for involving you again...the police reporter will be here soon, just help me untie..."

"Ah."

"If the police ask questions, just say... you set the location of my mobile phone and came to find me, okay."

"Didn't you turn it off?"

"It's open again..."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

Xuan Guo still didn't come... Chen Xiangyin's body ached from sitting, and He Chongtian also changed his position and leaned against the pillar of the room next to her.

"Does it hurt?" He Chongtian pointed to the dark electric injury on her side.

"It doesn't hurt." As soon as she finished speaking, He Tongtian laughed disdainfully, and she immediately changed her words, "It hurts..."

He Chongtian didn't look at her, took out his cigarette, lit it to protect the fire, and said in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, "Show off."

"I don't...this is the fastest way I can think of."

He Tongtian took a deep breath of cigarette, exhaled slowly, paused and said, "You didn't ask me to help you."

"I..." Chen Xiangyin didn't know what to say.

How could she ask him for help?

He Chongtian himself knew that she would not come to him for help either emotionally or rationally.

But there are always other ways, there is no reason to use yourself as bait.

If you think about it carefully, Chen Xiangyin's self-destructive tendency has always been quite obvious.

When encountering problems, she always resolves them in a violent and self-harming way.

Die together with her enemies, then be reborn, destroy silently, shed a lot of blood, as if she can be freed.

It's the same this time, she will treat herself as a bomb and throw it at the opponent's vitals, injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging herself by eight hundred.

Does she yearn for death? Still tired of living long ago...

What happened in Yongshou Palace was a disaster for him, and it was also a disaster for her.

She was hurt more than he was, to a degree he could not imagine.

At that time, he was young and innocent, so how could Chen Xiangyin not be innocent?

Because he is immortal, he has to be treated like an animal?

Agarwood has no choice, but he has a choice.

Thinking of this, my heartache overwhelms other emotions.

What happened today, if they had not had a conflict, she would not have put herself in danger.

"Do you want to smoke?" He Chongtian took two steps towards Chenxiang Yin, turned sideways and handed her the cigarette he had taken two puffs of.

Yes, of course, the wounds on my body hurt so much...

He greedily took a long puff of cigarette, and was surprised by the agarwood, which He Chongtian had smoked before.

What does he mean?

"Agarwood, if I didn't come, what would you do?"

"what?"

He Chongtian glanced at the strong man with a severed hand who was kicked half to death in the corner.

Oh.

He wanted to ask Chen Xiangyin whether he would sacrifice for the smooth progress of the plan?

Chen Xiangyin told the truth, "When Ye Rong leaves, use Qigong to build a wall for him."

"What if Ye Rong doesn't leave?"

"Including Ye Rong in the wall."

"What's going on with your qigong?"

There is nothing to hide. "I don't know what it is called, and I don't have a complete understanding of it."

He Tongtian nodded politely, and after a while he muttered to himself again: "I like tall people..."

Chen Xiangyin answered forcefully, "No."

"Don't you like tall people?" he asked seemingly casually.

"no……"

He Chongtian: "..." Pretend I didn't ask.

Chen Xiangyin: "..." I don't like Gao, but I like you. Can I say this?

……

The siren sounded from far away, and soon there was a commotion upstairs.

Agarwood just remembered and forgot an important step!

"Dirty my face!" Chen Xiangyin said anxiously.

He Chongtian paused for a moment, then rushed over, rubbing the ash on the ground with his hand and smearing it on Shen Xiangyin's face. His big hand went around the back of her head, messed up her hair, and piled it in front to cover her face.

The footsteps of the police and reporters got closer and closer, until a group of people poured into the basement, and He Chongtian quickly untied the rope around Chen Xiangyin's body.

It was said that it was too late and that it was too soon. Agarwood started crying in one second, which was heartbreaking.

"Why did you come here! I thought I was going to die!" She seemed to hit his chest hard, hysterical like crazy.

He Chongtian felt like his heart was pinched, she was really pretending to be autistic for him...

"I'm sorry..." The body acted before the brain. He Chongtian took Agarwood into his arms and wrapped her tightly.

Chen Xiangyin trembled all over and cried loudly in his arms.

He Chongtian circled a world with his arms, feeling her breathing and tears on his chest, which were very clear through a thin layer of clothes.

The long guns and short cannons behind him clicked, and the crane turned to face all the flashing lights.

Chen Xiangyin wants to make things bigger, so he will make this topic more lively.