Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 242 Wrong, Not Him
Chapter 74 Wrong, Not Him
"Are you here?" Youyou's deep voice sounded a little gloomy, and together with the shocking bloodstain on her face, Xia Sha's heart skipped a beat.

"You're really ruthless," Ouyang Man clenched her clothes tightly, the stinging pain on her face made her wish to kill this woman, "Do you feel that you are ugly, so let me As ugly as you?"

She spoke hoarsely, her hoarse voice was no longer as mellow as before, and the bloodstain was even more terrifying. "Xia Sha, I never knew you would be so ruthless."

Ouyang Man covered his face, a streak of blood slowly spread between his fingers.With her tears constantly falling, it was probably the first time that Ouyang Man, who had been pampered and pampered since she was a child, suffered such an important injury, and it was still on her most beautiful face. Such a blow had already caused her to collapse.

"You..." Xia Sha looked at the knife in his hand, and couldn't believe what he saw. What happened, what went wrong, who, who did it.

"It's not me. I'll take you to the hospital." She sighed, and squatted down. No matter what the reason was, whether it was hatred or resentment, it is important to save people now, and later, her face, maybe It's really going to be ruined.

Seeing the obvious bloodstain on Ouyang Man's face, Xia Sha's heart suddenly ached, not because she was Ouyang Man, but because that face that belonged to Li Man'er was ruined just like that.

She stretched out her left hand, but her right hand was still bandaged and could not move at all.

"You don't need to be kind, you murderer," Ouyang Man looked at the bright knife in her hand, and there was only a deep hatred in her eyes. She hated her and ruined her face.

Xia Sha didn't explain anything. In this situation, she didn't need to explain anything. She just wanted to save her. She frowned, and stretched out her hand again. At this time, there was a mess at the door footsteps.

"Man'er," came a thick and anxious voice, and Xia Sha stopped in mid-air and couldn't put it down.

Junhao, Lu Junhao.

With a bang, the knife in her hand fell to the ground like this, a cold silver light flashed, but above it was her desperately closed eyes.

"Man'er," Lu Junhao looked in disbelief at the weak Ouyang Man who seemed about to shatter when touched, what happened to the blood on her face, what happened to her face.

"Man'er," his eyes were bloodshot, he quickly ran to Ouyang Man's side, squatted down carefully, his fingers were loose and tight, he didn't know what to do, his body kept shaking.

Blood, a lot of blood, Man'er, don't die, don't die, it seems to be back to that bloody day, his hands are covered with her blood, and her life is like this bit by bit in front of him Disappeared.Gone, no more, no more.

In the world, there is no such a graceful person.

His Maner.

"Junhao, I'm in so much pain." Ouyang Man grabbed Lu Junhao's clothes tightly. Such a fragile person seemed unable to withstand any harm anymore.

"Man'er, I'm here, I'm here," Lu Junhao carefully picked up Ouyang Man, but his eyes were fixed on the bloody knife on the ground, and when he looked down, he saw the knife on the ground. Hands seemed to be stiff in the air.

His eyes slowly changed, until in the end there was only blood red, and there was only one sentence in his mind, she hurt her Man'er, she actually hurt her Man'er.

"Junhao," Xia Sha slowly lowered her lips, which moved from time to time, but she didn't say anything. She wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start. The knife in her hand, With the wound on Ouyang Man's face, she seemed to have fallen into a trap that she could not escape. This time, it seemed that she and him had come to an end.

"Xia Sha, I want you to die," Lu Junhao hugged Ouyang Man, but Ouyang Man just closed his eyes in pain, and his beautiful little face no longer had the brilliance it used to have.

He kicked it suddenly and directly hit Xia Sha's body. He used up [-]% of his strength for that kick.

"Ah..." Xia Sha felt a sharp pain coming from her body. It seemed that there was a sound of bones breaking, and her heart was breaking like this.I can't find it anymore.

"Junhao, Junhao, I'm in so much pain." Ouyang Man cried out from time to time, her voice was extremely painful, and tears flowed onto her wound from time to time, making it even more painful.

"Don't cry, Man'er, I'll take you to see a doctor," he hugged Ouyang Man tightly, unable to bear the possibility of losing again, he looked coldly at the woman on the ground curled up into a painful pain When in form, there is no feeling in the eyes, and some only have a deep hatred.

"I won't let you go," he said, and left the warehouse with Ouyang Man in his arms, leaving only another woman, sad and hurt.

Xia Sha hugged her body tightly, and suddenly, a drop of blood flowed from her closed eyes.Her eyes opened slightly, only blood red.

Jun Ting, if there is an afterlife, will you still love me?
Of course, I love Man'er and will live on for several lifetimes.

Jun Ting, if I don't remember you, will you still wait for me?

Fool, of course I am waiting for you, waiting for the day you fall in love with me.

What if I don't fall in love with you for a day too.

Then I will wait a day.

If it's a month, then I'll wait a month.Just wait for a year, but don't make me wait too long, because I can't protect you when I get old.

She laughed, laughing with tears, extraordinarily bleak, in this dilapidated warehouse, there was nothing but dust all over the place.

I don't know how long it took, but she just heard a slight sigh, and in a haze of consciousness, it seemed that she didn't even have the strength to open it.

Could it be that she is going back to the past again, by the Wangchuan River, will she wait any longer?Maybe that's fine, that's fine.

Until her body was wrapped in a warmth, and a pair of warm hands were placed between her foreheads, such a delicate touch, very familiar.

"An Moran," her lips moved slightly, it was a silent lip language.

An Moran lowered her head, and gently pulled out the black hair on her forehead with her fingers. There was a wound of more than an inch on her forehead. It seemed that since she met her, she had been hurt all the time.

"Are you still persevering, haven't you given up yet?" As cold as usual, but with too many sighs, Xia Sha breathed lightly, only to pull his body into a deeper darkness.

Death is long dead, dead.

(End of this chapter)