Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"what!"

"What is this man going to do, this madman."

There were screams and shouts, everyone seemed to be reminding Lu Hanfan who was walking ahead.

Xin Miaomiao was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep, but when she heard the sound, she couldn't help but raised her head, and then both Lu Hanfan and Lu Hanfan were startled, because there was a gust of wind blowing up behind them, before it had time As he reacted, a sudden force came from behind him, and Lu Hanfan felt his body lighten...

The two rolled down the stairs at the same time.

One step, two steps, three steps...the two of them kept rolling and bumping, and when they landed on the last step, Lu Hanfan was completely dumbfounded.

There is a lot of warm liquid on the face, a lot, a little bit of mist...

The smell of blood filled his entire nasal cavity, almost choking him to cough, he raised his eyelids, and stared wide-eyed at the face above his face.

It was a very cute little face, and he always looked at him with a playful smile, as if he never knew what sadness was.

And now, this face has been stained with blood.

"Miaomiao..."

Lu Hanfan shouted unconsciously, looking at the little face in front of him with slack eyes, his heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his heart, and he also lost the ability to think.

this moment.

Time stood still.

Completely still.

The two people who just came to pick them up not far away, one fell directly to the ground, and the other staggered and almost fell, but fortunately, he stabilized his body immediately.

There was a lot of noise all around.

But what Mo Ziqi can see, feel, and breathe is the little girl covered in blood

Mo Ziqi is not someone who has never seen blood. On the contrary, because of the need to improve his cultivation, he has dealt with blood almost every day in recent years. However, those blood is cold in his eyes. How can it be as warm as it is now? So hot?

"Miao Miao? Miao Miao?" He stretched out his hand and touched that face tremblingly, trying to get the blood off, revealing that pretty little face.

But there was too much blood, and it couldn't be wiped off.

Can a person have so much blood?

His hands trembled so much that he was about to jump up. In the end, he didn't know how much strength he had to use to stabilize his hands, and put them under her nose little by little...

not at all... not breathing...

"Call a doctor, call an ambulance!" Xin Furong watched from upstairs, and after realizing it, she shouted in a shrill voice.

She quickly ran downstairs and looked at Xin Miaomiao, who was covered in blood, and wanted to step forward to help her, but she didn't dare to, and Mo Ziqi didn't allow others to touch her.

Lu Hanfan sat up slowly. He was not injured at all, but Xin Miaomiao was covered in blood, because when he landed on the first flight of stairs, he clearly heard...the sound of her neck being snapped... …

At that time, he knew that Xin Miaomiao... died almost instantly.

Mo Ziqi looked at the little body in his arms, which was soaking his clothes little by little with blood.

"Miao Miao? Are you awake?"

He called softly, this was the first time he called her in such a gentle voice.

"Miao Miao, wake up, I will protect you and never bully you again, okay?"

"Miao Miao, good boy, we're getting married soon, don't make trouble."

"..."

Mo Ziqi had never spoken so gently and carefully before.

But, no matter how gentle he is, how many times he calls her, there will never be a naughty little girl answering again.

The little girl... died.