Chương 1599: Chapter 1599 -- Zhang Yanjun had arrived
Tác giả: Su Zhishui Dịch máy
The cold blade reflected the bright moonlight. It was clear and peerless, cold to the bone!
Lu Yiming was greatly shocked. He exerted strength under his feet and quickly retreated!
But it was already too late.
A piercing pain came from his throat. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He subconsciously used his hand to cover his neck!
If that fatal spot was cut open, he would definitely die in the wilderness!
Xia Jinqi wanted to continue rushing over, but the death warrior closest to Lu Yiming had already made his move. He grabbed Xia Jinqi's right wrist with one hand and twisted it upwards. Xia Jinqi was forced to let go, and the sharp blade instantly fell to the ground!
The death warrior was still unwilling to give up. He turned around and aimed his left hand at the back of Xia Jinqi's neck.
Xia Jinqi's eyes turned black, and she fell to the ground.
The Death Warrior held her up to prevent her from falling.
While Xia Jinqi was being subdued, Lu Yiming sat on the ground, clutching his neck as he stared at Xia Jinqi. The deep fear in his eyes did not disappear for a long time... ...
This woman almost took his life just now! ! !
"Sir, are you alright? " A death warrior came forward and asked.
Only then did Lu Yiming come back to his senses. He let go of his hand to take a look and realized that there was not much blood on his neck.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly at that time and only had his skin cut by the tip of the knife.
He did not dare to think that if his reaction had been a little slower just now... ... perhaps even his main artery had been cut open, and the pillar of blood could have sprayed into the sky for a few meters ...
Swallowing his throat, Lu Yiming stood up from the ground. His body swayed, and only then did he realize that his legs were a little weak.
In a trance, on the road in the distant mountain, a fleet of carriages arrived.
The bright lights of the carriages seemed to illuminate the entire foot of the mountain!
"SOMEONE IS COMING! " The soldier of sacrifice sensed that danger was approaching and instinctively frowned.
Lu Yiming looked at the group of carriages and his mind started to spin again. "It's Yan Jun. Let's go! "
"Yes! "
The group of people took advantage of the night and quickly got into the carriages. They stepped on the tail of the night and sped away!
Only Yan Qing, who was left on the ground and his body gradually turned cold, was left behind.
Just as he said, from the moment he was born, he was destined to have a tragic life.
His mother was a mistress who destroyed other people's families, and he was an illegitimate child who was not recognized.
He had tasted all the ups and downs of his life.
In the eyes of many people, perhaps he deserved to die, or perhaps he was hateful, or perhaps he was pitiful... ...
But at least he died in an instant. His heart was unprecedentedly calm and happy.
At the last moment of his life, he had been protecting the people he loved deeply.
At least, he had made up for his initial regret... ...
The cold wind brought with it crystal-clear snowflakes that sprinkled on his body that was full of wounds, as well as on the corner of his mouth that was slightly raised.
A person will eventually die, either lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai.
He had no regrets.
?
When Yan Jun followed the GPS location to find the side of the ice lake, he only found an empty car and Yan Qing's body, which was still warm.
Fang Shaoan and Wen Tao got off the car and looked at the person lying on the ground from afar. No one dared to approach him. Everyone looked back at Yan Jun worriedly and made way for him.
There was an unusual silence around them.
Yan Jun's eyebrows were knitted tightly, and the lines of his jaw were tightly taut.
He took a step forward and walked to Yan Qing's side.
He squatted down and held Yan Qing's cold hand, slightly exerting force... ...
Yan Jun did not know what had happened here, but he knew that Yan Qing must have died here to protect Xia Jinqi.
If not for that, Yan Qing would not have died with a smile on his face.
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