Chapter 448 Don't leave me alone!

  It seems to value that picture scroll very much.

  Wen Churan grabbed Sheng Shimo’s sleeves and carefully asked, "What should we do now?"

  Mo was already exhausted in the prime of his life, panting slightly, but still patiently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

  Wen Chu's nose suddenly became sore.

Fool! She didn't want him to desperately protect herself, she wanted both of them to live well.

  At this time, the beast suddenly became ferocious again, opened its mouth wide at them, and rushed forward again.

  In his prime, Mo turned around and continued to run.

  Wen Churan noticed that the man’s speed was getting slower and slower and his breathing heavier and heavier, so he hurriedly yelled, “Sheng Shimo, let me down! Don’t hold me anymore, I can run by myself!”

  The man turned a deaf ear to his ears, just tightly guarding her in his arms.

  I don’t know how long it took, and Mo’s physical strength was finally overdrawn completely, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

  At the moment he fell, he still threw Wen Churan away.

  The beast leaped forward and pressed **** him.

  He snorted, and immediately pounced a puff of blood in his mouth.

   "Shen Shimo!"

  Wen Churan quickly climbed in front of Sheng Shimo, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing from her fingers.

  The beast was still pressing on Sheng Shimo's body, constantly rolling back and forth.

  The sound of broken bones echoed in the empty stone room...

   Click and click, like a sharp blade, tearing Wen Churan's heart.

  She cried and stood up, pushing the beast hard, hitting its hard body with punches.

   "Go away! Go away!" She roared angrily, but in the end she could only plead, "You don't want to press him anymore... I beg you to stop pressing him..."

  At the height of time, Mo used a movable hand to pull Wen Churan back with great effort, and then covered her eyes with the palm of her hand.

  The man opened his mouth, and the blood was still pouring, and his voice became vague.

  How did he endure the pain that life is worse than death, and how did he work hard to be able to open his mouth gently while his whole body bones were broken.

   "Wen Churan... You once told me that wanting to be together is love..."

With a click, the ribs seemed to be crushed.

His voice trembled uncontrollably, but he continued to say, "Later, I felt that love should be together when you die. Now...I finally understand that even if I die...I want you to live well, it is true. love…"

  The palm of the woman's eyes suddenly felt a warmth. It was her turbulent tears that soaked his palm.

She seemed to have anticipated what he was about to do, so she shook her head desperately, crying and begging, "Shen Shimo...don't...don't leave me alone...please...please! We said yes ...Go out together alive! Don't you..."

  In the darkness of his eyes, a man’s laughter came from his ears, and he was full of comfort.

   "Wen Churan, listen to me... Close your eyes, it will be over soon..."

   "Don't...don't!!!" Wen Churan finally let out a stern roar.

  Mo didn't know where the tremendous strength was when he was in prime, so he carried a huge beast on his back, actually supporting his upper body.

   Then knelt on the ground, stretched out a broken arm, endured the severe pain, and touched the movable stone slab.

  The other uninjured hand picked up Wen Churan's back collar.

  (End of this chapter)