Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 280 Proud Bloody Battle [[-]]

Yun Geyue took a deep look at Hong Yan, and said a few words with deep meaning:

"Consider Jasmine's position..."

Confidante was disappointed and silent.

Several people walked to Ding Liu's side, Dou Yu hugged him, looked up at his companions with a sad face.

Ding Liu's body was pierced back and forth where the knife stabbed.The bright red blood is still flowing.

On the pale and exquisite facial features, a pair of phoenix eyes looked up tiredly at his companions.
He looked down at the bewitching blood flower blooming on his chest again.

Lips Nuonuo: "Young master... Ding Li..."

Yun Geyue clenched his pale white palms, her voice choked with sobs.

"They are chasing the murderer! Don't talk, we will carry you in to heal your wounds now!"

Ding Liu shook his head slowly, as if all the blood in his body had flowed out.

The originally sensual thin lips were pale, and they moved a couple of times with difficulty, but in the end they struggled and did not make any sound.

Dou Yu's eyes were red, and he winked at the sad beauty, and several people worked together to gently lift Ding Liu into Aozi.

Mo Wuying and Ding Li chased the man in Tsing Yi furiously.

The man was tall and tall, middle-aged.

When he looked back in a hurry, he caught a glimpse, his face was covered by a beard and a black bucket hat.

The light work is not low.

After being bitten by Mo Wuying and chasing him for several alleys, he still kept the same distance.

Seeing him fleeing in the same direction with great purpose, Mo Wuying was heartbroken.

Turning to Ding Li, he said, "Go back and take care of your brother to heal his wounds, leave him to me!"

Yan Bi Neili suddenly chased towards the man in Tsing Yi, and the distance between the two became farther and farther.

Ding Li knew that the young master was standing side by side to take care of him, so she was unable to pursue him with all her strength.

He fell behind without answering, nor did he return.

Gritting his teeth, he continued desperately chasing the two figures in front of him, one blue and one white.

He will never tolerate anyone who hurts his brother!
Mo Wuying sensed Ding Li's breath behind her and knew that he did not go back obediently.

Thinking of Ding Liu lying on the ground heavily wounded, he didn't say any more.

Dark red flames rose from the pupils, locking onto the cyan back that was getting closer in front of him, and swiped out a string of fine silver needles.

(End of this chapter)