The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 425 I can save him, provided you marry me.

Wen Siyue followed Wen Liu worriedly all the way.

Thinking of Brother Jiang's decision just now...

She was worried that if she went back to plead guilty one day later, would she be able to recover.

But on the senior side, she couldn't discard it.

Although the senior brother has always wanted her life.

but.

Her principles do not allow her to leave her senior brother alone.

She had to go there herself.

"Master, how serious is my brother's injury?" In order to divert his attention from Brother Jiang, Wen Siyue simply asked Wen Liu about Shen Mubai.

Wen Liu walked ahead.

The white clothes fluttered, and the pace was unhurried: "The heart was pierced by a bullet, and I was shot in the shoulder and leg."

so serious! ?
Wen Siyue frowned.

My heart tightened slightly.

In any case, she also lived with her senior brother for a period of time.

"Is there any help?"

"Lack of a heart." Master Wen Liu replied lightly.

That has always given people a casual feeling, and it really made Wen Siyue wonder if Master Wen Liu was born slow.

A heart... can also be said by him...

easy.

Wen Siyue's nerves were tense.

If the heart is so easy to find, then the cases of bypass surgery will not be so rare.

"Is it too late to ask for a lot of money now?" Wen Siyue asked.

"It's too late." Wen Liu said calmly, without stopping: "Two hours. He only has two hours to survive."

suddenly.

Wen Siyue's heart suddenly tugged.

"Is there any other way? No matter what I do!"

Wen Siyue gritted her teeth and looked earnestly.

She couldn't just watch her brother die!

Shisantang... without him!No way!

That was the last thing the master left behind!
Between the two of them, someone must inherit the mantle!

She is not going back!

That can only be senior!

hear her.

Wen Liu seemed to pause for a moment, and his expression changed slightly.

Immediately, he rolled his eyelids: "Let's talk about it after you see him."

……

The two soon arrived at a mountain forest.

the strange thing is.

The mountains and forests are layered on top of each other, and the path is winding.

Like a maze.

Soon.

Wen Liu led her to a villa that looked like a hanging garden.

The forest is layered on top of each other, almost blocking the whole sky garden.

"Come on." Wen Siyue didn't have time to admire the design, so she hurriedly followed.

Old wooden room.

Several men in kimonos bowed to them as they passed the corridor.

When Wen Siyue finally saw Shen Mubai.

She could hardly believe it.

I saw it with my own eyes!
Lying on the bed, where is a person! ?

It's just... vampires!
all over.

There is no place that is not stained red with blood!
So much blood!

Even the injuries on his body can't kill him!
Excessive bleeding!

It will definitely kill him!

Wen Siyue tried her best to restrain herself and calm herself down, and hurt her brother into such a person!

She will take revenge herself!

Golden Triangle……

this force.

This time, she is not uprooted!

She is not worthy of being a member of the Thirteen Hall!
suddenly.

Wen Siyue knelt on one knee towards Wen Liu.

There are sharp eyebrows and eyes: "God Wenliu, I beg you! Save him! No matter what you want me to do! I only want him to live!"

Wen Liu waited for her words...

It's been a long time.

See her kneeling.

For the first time, he reached out and took her arms.

Wen Dashen never had physical contact with people.

Nawin April.

is the first.

"Little guy, can anything be done?"

Wen Siyue gritted her teeth: "Anything is fine!"

Wen Liu smiled lightly.

The picturesque facial features are like the light of the morning sun, the beauty is immortal, and the beauty is incredible.

For a while.

He just said quietly——

"I can save him..."

"However, the premise is that you want to marry me."

[I've been very tired recently, my fingers have arthritis, and I'm always being stared at. People like me who have no author friends but only idle family members are really helpless. Obviously I don't even know those authors...]

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