Chapter 1810 (2/2)
The smile is just a shameless act.
”In fact, it is not impossible to let people go. You have to see how you are.”
”What do you want me to do?” He asked in a hurry.
He is now full of his mind to save the warm mind, do not suffer her, whatever conditions can.
Even if, it was my life.
”Kneel down --”
he spits out these two words coldly, his voice is crisp and powerful, and his eyes are mocking and scornful.
”OK!”
Gu Xi did not hesitate for a moment, directly knee a soft, give ink right to kneel down.
”Tut Tut, you are our little boss of Mulder. The eldest son of Gu group, how can I kneel down now? Little Lord, can not be, I am only a foster son, how can I afford to bear it? ”
Mo Quan sneers, the tone is gloomy and strange.Gu Xi closed his eyes painfully, and squeezed his fist silently, but Let go of the mess.
People in ink power hand, even if he knows his cunning and changing, the promise may not be true, but he dare not give up.
In case
What if it was the only chance to save the warm mind?
”I kneel, now you can let go?”
”Not enough. My shoes are dirty. Please help me wipe them.”
He reached out a foot in front of him, the shoes were clean and free from stains. It was a clear insult.
Gusey stared at his upper.
”What? No? ”
”No.”
He said with a definite iron, and then wiped it carefully with his sleeve.
Mo Quan saw that he was so low-level, and he didn't get any catharsis in his heart, but It was like a stone was pressed and blocked.
He won
Let proud and clever Gu Xi, kneel to beg for mercy, but also for their shoes.
But He had no pleasure in winning, but rather like a clown in the movie, a villain, who won no more.
”Enough.”
The tone of ink power suddenly sinks cold, pulls back the shoes, turns back.
”I'll give you an address and go to her by myself.”
”Good...”
Gu Xili stood up and took the door out despite his pain.
Mo Quan turned around to see his left back, the heart is not taste for a while.
Gu Xi was in a hurry. All the clothes were stained. There were many bruises on his face, and blood was seen at the corner of his mouth.
The abdomen is pain men, the cold sweat on the forehead drips down.
He went to the place, only one road, surrounded by trees, and no human shadow.
Mo Quan did not say when she came, then he would wait, and always wait.
From noon to evening, from evening to evening, the water did not enter.
He looked at the way, but he could not see any hope.
The stars climbed up, and the moonlight shining on his face.
His face was pale, and the lips were dry and skinny because of the loss of water.
He was no longer in pain, but he was tired.
He even felt that ink power played himself again.
He said nothing and didn't believe twice again, this time What can I believe in him.