The bullet hit his heart.

Mu Wuchong thought about something, but in the end, he could only take a deep look at her for the last time.

After planting once and planting neighbor twice, he originally thought he would not plant a third time.

But this may be the last time.

Before losing consciousness, Mu Wuchong thought like this.

The person under him looked stunned. It seemed that he would not think that he would be so desperate to protect her even if he didn't want his life.

Yeah, how could she understand what he thinks when she comes to her who is ruthless and unrighteous.

He obviously hated her, but at this time Mu Wuchong still gave her the chance of life without hesitation.

If he could do it again, he hoped he would never like her again.

Never...

Mu Wuchong fell on her, and large swaths of blood poured out of his body, dyeing her clothes red.

The elf who never knew what was distressed slowly stretched out his hand, holding on to his wound with some helplessness.

Why?

Why do humans sacrifice themselves for others?

How ridiculous.

She was stunned and pressed the wound tightly.

However, the blood in the wound was still pouring out continuously.

Not far away, his men also heard the gunshots, and after rushing over, they saw his boss lying in her arms.

The men immediately raised the guns in their hands.

Look at these guns, then look at the person in your arms.

She stood up abruptly, hugged him tightly, spread her wings and flew away quickly.

Ye Chuijin flew aimlessly in the forest, and finally found a tree hole that could accommodate two rao.

She hugged him into the tree hole and looked at him blankly.

There was also blood stains on his face, making his original Yinglang face a little funny.

The bewildered elf stretched out his hand, trying to wipe the blood off his face.

But her hand was also full of blood, no matter how she wiped it off, his face was still bloody.

The temperature of the person in his arms gradually disappeared, and the elf held him blankly, with a pair of blank eyes.

Finally, the sun disappeared and night arrived, and the elf who sat idly touched the person in his arms.

His body was cold, and the bullet shot into the heart from his back was fatally wounded. At this time, even the blood was drained.

"Mu...Mu Wuchong?" She whispered his name, she still had no feelings, but her heart seemed to be blocked by something: "What's wrong with you? Wake up..."

The person in his arms will naturally not wake up.

In the moonlight, the elf whispered his name over and over again, but there was no response.

Finally, she blinked.

Tears fell from the eyes.

Just as she wiped away her tears blankly, a sigh came from outside the tree.

Mori Yue stood outside the tree, looking at the two people in the tree hole.

There was still a soft smile on his face, and he seemed to be gentle and gentle at all times.

"Princess, do you want to save him?"

The elf looked at him, and then at the person in his arms.

There was no blood on the face of the person in his arms.

She looked at it seriously, and finally nodded: "Yes."

Sen Yue pursed his lips: "Okay."

Seeing that the boss was taken away by an elf, the rest of the men were spinning around in the forest like headless flies, trying to find him.

But two after another, they found nothing.

Someone sighed desperately: "Even if that elf didn't do anything to the boss, but the boss may have wounds on his body, this gunshot wound is deadly enough."

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