My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 410 Unless I die, I will never let go of my hand for the rest of my life

The lean man brought a long rope and tied it to Nian Slowly's body, and put the end of the rope ten meters away from Nian Slowly.

If Yan Jingnian could catch the rope when she fell, she would not have fallen to her death.

After everything is ready.

The villain laughed wildly with satisfaction, "I'd like to see how strong Lord Yan is, and whether he can save her depends on you."

"leave me alone,--."

"what--."

Nian Slowly had just finished speaking, and was kicked down by the villains without warning.

Almost at the same second, Yan Jingnian galloped like an arrow like a cheetah ready to go.

"what--."

His outstretched hand grabbed the rope, and the force of the rapid descent dragged him a meter away.

Just a little bit, he would follow her and fall downstairs. In an emergency, he grabbed the water pipe next to him with his other hand, and the speed of descent finally stopped.

Nian slowly raised her head, and she saw that his hand holding the rope was covered in blood, and a large section of the rope was covered with shocking blood. One could imagine how painful his hand was.

She was so distressed that she could hardly breathe, and begged him with tears streaming down her face, "Let go, Yan Jingnian, let go, and leave me alone."

With pale and thin lips, he gasped lowly, holding on to the last bit of strength.

The exertion just now pulled the wound on his chest, the wound was torn open, and large swaths of blood gushed out continuously.

Due to excessive blood loss, his face was very pale, like a piece of white paper, without a trace of blood.

"Let go, I beg you to let go, stop holding on."

Nian slowly thought that he was hit by a bullet and had to exert so much strength, he must be suffering from an unspeakable pain.

He struggled, trying to pull her up, but felt that the strength of his arm was not enough.

He couldn't help laughing, his eyes were full of doting, "Oh, I used to hold the girl, and I felt sorry for the girl who was too light. I haven't hugged the girl for a while, and the girl is heavy."

Yan Jingnian thought that holding her in the past was like holding a ceramic doll, light and delicate, and every time he held her, he was very careful, fearing that it would break her.

This person, what is his heart made of, what is going on, and he can still joke with her.

"Well."

"Let go, you let go."

Nian slowly broke down and cried bitterly.

It wasn't that she was getting heavier, but that he had run out of strength. With such a serious injury, he didn't have any strength left.

"Don't let it go!"

"Unless I die, I will never let go of your hand in this life."

Regardless of the tingling pain in his palm, Yan Jingnian firmly grasped the rope and pulled it up a few centimeters vigorously.

"hiss."

Just a few centimeters consumed all the strength in his whole body, he let out a dull pain and stopped.

Nian slowly cried and begged him, "Let go, we're all going to die if this goes on, can you let go?"

"Ah."

Yan Jingnian smiled without complaint or regret, "It is my greatest happiness to die with the girl."

"Ugh..."

Nian's slow tears gushed out like turbulent sea water and sank into the temples.

She recalled the past, every little thing with him, his kindness, his love, deeply warmed her heart, her tears never came out, it was like parting from life and death at this moment.

"Don't cry girl, when you cry, my heart also cries."

Nian slowly collapsed, his voice hoarse, "Yan Jingnian, I love you! I love you so much!"

"Ha ha."

He looked at her sincere look, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

(End of this chapter)