Zhang Ling didn't speak again, and waved them to leave quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wu Yi and the four of them hurriedly carried Ma Ronghuan and rushed towards the outside of the Dragon Palace.

They couldn't let Ma Rongxi stay in front of Zhang Ling for even a second longer, lest these two emotionally unstable people do something dangerous, and when something really happened, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to stop it.

When he was about to leave the gate of the Dragon Palace, Wu Yi couldn't help but pause and looked back in the direction of Long Mengling. The green gauze tent was raised high, and Long Mengling still slept quietly on top of Hua Chuang, leaving him with a quiet side face like jade, which was suffocatingly beautiful.

This may be the last time he sees her. It's a pity that I couldn't watch her wake up after all.

Wu Yi sighed lightly and was about to continue walking, but he felt his hand sink, and when he turned his head to look, he found that Ma Ronghuan seemed to suddenly understand something, and stood in place with wide eyes. Then, Ma Ronghuan suddenly let out a wild scream, broke free from the hands of the four people, and began to retreat towards the Dragon Palace.

"No! I won't go! I can't go!" Ma Ronghuan grabbed her bloody face and retreated again and again, "I can't go! I can't come back if I leave! I can't go! I can't go! I can't go! He will like it when he restores his original appearance, this is obviously you guys tricking me! I can't go! I must stay! I can't go!" suddenly turned around and ran towards the back of the green gauze tent.

At this time, Zhang Ling had already returned to the green gauze tent and re-guarded Long Mengling's side.

Wu Yi, Long Jin, Chen Huangying, and Nangong Jun didn't expect Ma Ronghuan to run back suddenly, and they were all shocked, and hurriedly went up to stop them. Behind the green gauze tent, there was still Long Mengling who had not yet woken up, if Ma Ronghuan broke in at this time, he would definitely anger Zhang Ling again, and this time Zhang Ling would probably never show mercy again.

He would not allow anyone to disturb Long Mengling without his permission.

The four of them rushed forward, grabbed their arms and legs, and directly lifted Ma Ronghuan. Ma Ronghuan kept struggling and screaming, trying to get rid of the control of the four people, but after all, she was too strong, and she was controlled by the four people, and she couldn't break free at all.

How could they let Ma Ronghuan die again!

Sen Leng Killing Intent spread from behind the green gauze tent in an instant, and Wu Yi and the four of them suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and their hands and feet were about to disobey the call. And Ma Ronghuan seemed to have no feeling at all, still struggling and yelling, like a madman who had lost his mind, only knew that he was clinging to the obsession in his heart, and could no longer feel anything else.

Just when Wu Yi and the four of them thought that Zhang Ling was going to kill them, suddenly a huge force came from behind the green gauze tent and hit them fiercely. The four of them, together with Ma Ronghuan, were hit by this huge force, and they all flew backwards involuntarily, until they flew out of the Dragon Palace and fell heavily on the mud.

Then, only listening to the sound of "bang", the door of the Dragon Palace had been closed by Zhang Ling.

"No!"

A terrible and sharp scream suddenly sounded, and the eardrums of Wu Yi and the four of them were almost pierced by this scream. When he looked back, he saw Ma Rong crawling in front of the closed gate of the Dragon Palace, hammering and chiseling on the gate with both hands, trying to push the gate open. It's a pity that the gate is unusually strong, no matter how hard Ma Ronghuan tries, it will never move.

Ma Rong cried and shouted: "Zhang Ling! Open the door! I won't leave! I will stay here with you! As long as I can stay with you, you can do whatever I want! I beg you to open the door! Don't leave me! Don't leave me! Open the door! Open the door!"

Tears, mixed with bloodstains, splashed on the green jade bricks in front of the gate of the Dragon Palace, blooming a little red, just like a piece of Manzhu Shahua blooming on the endless prairie. Glamorous, yet full of despair.

Wu Yi and the four of them stood silently behind Ma Ronghuan, without dissuasion, but bowed their heads and were silent. They knew that Ma Ronghuan's obsession was so deep that it was not their persuasion that could make her give up, and it couldn't even alleviate the pain in her heart. She felt uncomfortable, so she let her vent herself, and when she was tired of crying and crying, she could feel better.

It's just that the wound on her face ......

Chen Huangying sighed helplessly, took out the pill from his pocket and put it in his hand, and gently rubbed it into a fine powder. Immediately, he blew lightly on the mass of powder, and the powder floated towards Ma Rong, sprinkled evenly on her wound, and helped her stop the bleeding.

Let's help her control her injuries first, and when she calms down, he'll treat her well.

The four of them stayed quietly behind Ma Ronghuan, listening to her cry from bitter and sharp, gradually to desperate and hoarse, until they could no longer make a trace of business. And her hands were still beating tirelessly on the gate of the Dragon Palace, as if as long as she persevered, Zhang Ling would definitely open this door for her.

When night fell, Ma Ronghuan at this time was like a walking corpse, her eyes were hollow, only the action of pounding the door continued, as if this action had been firmly imprinted in the depths of her soul, even if she died, she could not forget it.

Wu Yi and the four of them glanced at each other, feeling that Ma Ronghuan's strength was almost exhausted, so they leaned forward to help her deal with the injuries on her face. And Ma Ronghuan seemed to really not notice anything, and let the four of them carry her aside to deal with the injury, but her arms were still mechanically repeating the action of pounding on the door, even if she couldn't touch anything anymore.

Seeing such a Ma Rongxi, Wu Yi and the four of them only felt a pinprick pain in their hearts. Ma Ronghuan in the past, how cheerful and sunny she was! But now, because she used too much affection, she tortured herself into such a person, not a ghost, and it was extremely distressing to watch.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it.

Chen Huangying carefully helped Ma Rong with the medicine, and his wrists couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Paralyzed! This stupid eldest sister is so stupid, how can such a good person ...... Why are you ......" The circles in my eyes suddenly turned red, and I couldn't say anything when I choked up.

This is not the first time they have seen Ma Ronghuan's similar tragic situation, what can they say? No matter how distressed they are, it will be in vain after all. As long as Ma Ronghuan still remembers Zhang Ling, she is still like a moth to a fire, desperately pounced on Zhang Ling and burned herself into a cloud of ashes.

Obviously love so painfully, but can't give it up, why bother! Rather than let her be so obsessed with it, it is better to ......