The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1226

The entire knife was stained red with thick blood, and the tip of the knife was still dripping blood.

Nan Jiaojiao was wearing a white bathrobe, and her right hand under the long sleeve was covered with blood, and even flowed into several blood lines, winding from her wrist to the back of her hand.

Bo Yanqing's heart tightened, her voice trembled with a hoarse voice: "Hey, can you hear me?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes, but she couldn't see his whole face clearly, her eyes fell to the tip of his nose, and then she fell down.

"It's not my blood on the knife."

Bo Yanqing wanted to touch her but didn't dare to touch her, for fear of accidentally touching her wound, he tightened his arms around her again and again, but he hesitated for a long time around her hand before gently supporting her elbow.

"Then what about the injury on your right hand? Why is there so much blood?"

"He put something in the incense, and I was weak, so I stabbed myself with this knife. It was supposed to stab my leg, but I thought it would hurt more than stabbing the wound."

Bo Yanqing frowned, her eyes were red.

Nan Jiaojiao said again: "Then, he noticed that I had a wound on my right hand, and I failed to block it several times, and then, I killed him with this knife."

"He said he was your brother."

At this time, Yan Chi kicked Bo Yichen face up.

Hey!
A knife wound ran across Bo Yichen's forehead, across the corner of his eye, and to his chin.

Shocking blood.

Leaning down, the whole face is ruined

"This dog!"

Bo Yuman rolled up her sleeves and rushed over, Yan Chi stopped her, "Don't move yet, it seems that you haven't died yet."

As soon as the words came out, Nan Jiaojiao looked over, gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't he dead? That's a pity."

Bo Yanqing picked her up with one hand, "Kill her if she's not dead, and bury her anywhere."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes in astonishment, she was on the verge of speaking, and suddenly heard Mo Ting scolded: "Are you crazy, you think you are still the Mo Tingshen of that time, here is where the law is taught."

Bo Yanqing glanced across.

But Mo Tingshen did not back down.

After a brief exchange of eyes, it was Mo Tingshen who lowered his head first, and came over proactively, "Give Jiaojiao to me, your body is about to fall apart, and it's finally recovered to this level."

Ah, yes!

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly realized, but she couldn't move, "Don't hug me, hold me, and I can walk."

She didn't dare to ask Mo Ting to hug her deeply, but after considering it carefully, Bo Yanqing still handed her into Mo Ting's deep arms, "Go back first, I'll find a doctor."

Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his wrist, "Looking for Senior Brother, no one else can, only he can keep my hand, otherwise it will be useless."

Bo Yanqing said, "Okay!"

Passing by Bo Yichen, Bo Yichen suddenly woke up, grabbed his feet, cried and begged: "Third brother, please help me, I'm dying, that bitch is too cruel, she dared to kill me at Bo's house!" for me……"

Bo Yanqing kicked him in the face, "Who are you scolding?"

Bo Yichen was stunned by the kick, and his whole body ached. This little bit of added pain could be ignored. He was terrified. He knew that once these people left, he would have to wait until tomorrow when his servants discovered him. By then, his body might be cold. up.

"I was wrong, I was wrong third brother, please help me, I am your younger brother! My dear brother!"

Bo Yanqing was about to kick again, but Yan Chi hugged his leg, "Brother Yan, calm down, if you want to kick, use that good leg instead of this one, you can't stand it."

Bo Yanqing withdrew his foot, glanced coldly at the garbage on the ground, "Send it to the hospital, if it's not for me, don't save it, hang your life."

(End of this chapter)