Chapter 432 (2/2)
In the moonlight, Wang Xiaojian was lying on the ground on all fours.
The white clothes in front of him were blown up by the evil method, and his strong chest was bruised because he was injured by the evil method.
He was obviously injured, but his eyes were closed and there was no expression of pain on his face.
There was not even a groan.
It's like a coma.
”Little cloth, get up.”
”I know you don't faint so easily. Get up. Stop pretending. ”
Diao Chan hummed and wanted to call Wang Xiaojian up.
But there was no response.
She frowned, and with her little feet in embroidered shoes, she kicked Wang Xiaojian twice on her leg, but Wang Xiaojian did not move.It didn't look like she was in a coma, like she was dead.
See.
Diao Chan Tian Ruo fairy's small face showed a panic color. As if he thought of something, he squatted down in front of Wang Xiaojian.
Diao Chan stretched out the snow white jade finger of scallion root and fell on Wang Xiaojian's nose.
She tries to get Wang Xiaojian's even breath.
But the next second, her delicate body a shock, pretty face lost color, soft body fell to the ground.
”Xiaobu Dead? ”
Diao cicada murmured to herself, brain blank, red lips lost blood color.
She was pale and pretty, with a look of fear and disbelief.
”It's not true. Xiao Bu is so powerful. How could he die with one blow?”
”Don't scare me, little cloth. Get up. ”
“……”
Diao Chan couldn't believe it and kept shaking Wang Xiaojian's body.
She also pinched Wang Xiaojian with her fingers, but none of them responded.
He really seems to be dead.
I do not know how long, Wang Xiaojian did not wake up, Diao cicada was sweating, the color of fear on his face, more and more thick.
The feeling of grief was in her heart.
Her vision was blurred, and drops of crystal tears poured out of her eyes and slid down her cheek.
”Xiao Bu, I didn't mean to.”
”Boo, why don't you hide?”
”I'm wrong. Little cloth, get up quickly. Get up
”Xiaobu Don't leave me. Woo ~ ”
in the dark, Diao Chan was heartbroken and cried helplessly.
Looking at Wang Xiaojian's lifeless face, thinking that Wang Xiaojian has died, she was very sad, and her cry gradually tore her heart and lungs.
”Little cloth, don't die.”
”My concubine is wrong.”
”Please wake up.”
”Wake up, will you?”
”Quick, open your eyes and have a look at my concubine.”
”I can't live without you.”
”Xiaobu...”
”Xiaobu...”
”Woo...”
In the dark, Diao cicada's wail of grief.
Crystal clear tears, from Diao cicada's beautiful face, fell on Wang Xiaojian's face.
Thinking of his beloved man being killed alive, Diao Chan completely collapses.
Unprecedented remorse and remorse, like this piece of despair night, engulfed her.
She was heartbroken, wailing in pain, hoarseness.
……
Shut eyes pretending to be dead bitch, secretly complaining.
He wanted to pretend to be dead and win the sympathy of Diao Chan.
However, looking at her so sad appearance, Wang Xiaojian felt that she could not finish!