Chapter 388: Let's Go
The insects that can burrow go to loosen the soil, and those who can carry things carry the soil away, and in a short time the grave is dug up.
However, there is a cement slab underneath. Jun Yuanqi's forehead was bruised, who is so vicious, is there still air underneath?
Jun Yuan didn't have time to scold. Punch directly on the cement slab, and quickly make a hole in the cement slab.
Zou Ning had already fainted, the outside air was flooded in, she sucked in sadly, it was estimated that she was too fast, she curled up and coughed violently, coughing and involving the wound on her head, she coughed so blue that her brows were full of tears.
"Zou Ning!"
Jun Yuan called out earnestly, but Zou Ning coughed violently inside for a while, and there was no sound.
Jun Yuan, who couldn't get an answer, was nervous, and he smashed the cement slab cast on the surface with his bare hands like crazy, and his fists could see that the white bones were still not stopping.
Although he was eager, he handled it very carefully, and the slate did not fall into it at all, but he caught it with his other hand and threw it away.
Chiseled to the size that his body could enter, Jun Yuan got up, took off the suit that was in the way and threw it on the ground and went into the tomb, smashing the remaining cement slabs from the inside with one palm.
The entire tomb finally saw the light of day, and Jun Yuan saw clearly that Zou Ning was lying in a pool of blood, her face was as pale as paper, and even her lips were bloodless.
"Who the hell is it!"
"Who the hell hurt you like this!!"
Jun Yuan's chest instantly rose with anger that overturned the river and the sea, and his bloodthirsty black pupils were covered with a layer of mist, and he carefully carried Zou Ning into the air and jumped out of the tomb.
When he was hugging Zou Ning, Jun Yuan's palm touched the wound on her head, which was still oozing blood, he didn't dare to look at it, his rapid breathing made his chest continue to rise and fall, and all the anger that was originally full was replaced by fear.
He had never been so scared......
It's as if losing Zou Ning is losing the whole world.
"Hmm......"
Jun Yuan ran and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, this feeling, this heartache, why does it seem familiar?
Suddenly, many never-before-seen images flooded into his mind, and there were shadows of him and Zou Ning on every frame.
They were dressed in what looked like ancient costumes, with long robes and wide sleeves, and Zou Ning took off his black cloak in front of him, revealing a red robe, hooking his lips and smiling lightly and dancing.
Her dance is a little weird, like a witch dance, strength and softness coexist, as she dances, the poisonous insects and animals on the ground also dance, even the wind and clouds change colors to become her foil.
She is like a bewitching queen blooming in the sky, beautiful and incomprehensible, making him fascinated.
Suddenly, the picture turned, and it was time for them to drink a glass of wine in the church, Zou Ning brought the wine to his lips with a shy look in his eyes, and just took a sip of the cup in his hand and fell to the ground, and a line of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
She looked at him in a daze, her beautiful eyes flashed with countless emotions, and finally she laughed wildly, laughing and laughing suddenly her eyes were hideous, and a red silk was thrown out of her long sleeves to wrap around his neck.
If she pulled hard, she could break his neck, but she hesitated, a line of tears slipped from her beautiful eyelids, and she threw down the red silk and wanted to escape, but she just flew into the air and fell to the ground, the red clothes fluttered, like a flower in full bloom, poignantly and slowly falling.
Jun Yuan's heart hurt beyond measure, and as he ran, he suddenly knelt on one knee and spurted blood again.
"Poof--"
He looked at Zou Ning with difficulty, and Zou Ning in front of him suddenly turned red, dressed in red with clear yarn, and covered with a hijab, and looked at him through the tulle with beautiful eyes with mist, without questioning or even a little emotion, as if he was going to forget him all after seeing this glance.
"No, don't ......"