章節 1820: Wanted? I

Nalan Jing gazed at the disappearing Nalan Dai'er in the sky; he turned sideways and blocked the guards.

He was tall and huge like a mountain, blocking all the storm for the people he cared the most... 

Zhang Tianlei looked at Nalan Jing with eyes filled with murderous intent. He clenched his fists tightly and punched Nalan Jing's chest hard.

Nalan Jing could not withstand such a powerful force; he spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and fell in the middle of the crowd.

His vision gradually blurred, only the little girl's sweet face appeared in his mind, so bright and lovely…

'I'm sorry…

'Xiao Yin…'

He gradually started to close his eyes.

'I can no longer protect you…'

An unbearable pain suddenly struck his heart, making it somewhat hard to breathe...

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With Nalan Dai'er's last glance at her brother, she saw him flying out like a stray arrow before falling to the ground, unable to get up again.