Yokohama Heart Fraudster

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    At the moment when He Quanlian was knocked into the air, Zhongyuan Zhong was also a little stunned.

    But when He Quanlian smashed on the tree trunk and the red blood almost dyed half of his face red, his palms subconsciously curled up, he could only stare blankly at the life that seemed to be gradually disappearing, his mind went blank. .

    He never thought that He Quanlian would be injured because of his defense.

    When he saw his unique ability in the daytime, Zhongyuan Zhong also made the judgment that this kind of protective cover could not be broken by his strength.

    Because of this, he always felt that no matter how he attacked, He Quanlian would not be hurt.

    But when the shocking facts were put in front of his eyes, his first reaction was shock, and then he became overwhelmed.

    He watched helplessly as He Quanlian raised his lips to him in pain, and whispered a sentence faintly. Then, He Quanlian raised her head, and a drop of crystal water fell down his cheek like this, and finally fell into in the soil.

    Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to feel a cold touch dripping on his face.

    He inadvertently raised his hand and touched the position of his cheek, and when he looked down, his palm was a little wet, like dew on a green leaf.

    But soon, the raindrops fell on his head one after another, penetrating deep into his nerves, and the cold feeling spread to his limbs little by little, even if he wanted to take a casual step, it seemed that the soles of his feet were stuck. , unable to move.

    He didn't know what expression he should use to face He Quan Lian now, but when he looked up and saw the rain that kept falling from He Quan Lian's cheeks, he seemed to think that it was the tears that represented He Quan Lian's heart.

    Raising the palm of his hand and tidying up the brim of the hat on top of his head, Zhongyuan Zhongya's face showed obvious irritability, and finally he quickly ran to He Quanlian's side and whispered an apology: "...Sorry."

    After that, he again He raised his voice slightly: "Is your injury serious? I'll take you back to see a doctor now." He

    Quanlian kept her head leaning against the tree trunk, silent, seemingly unresponsive.

    His skin was extremely pale, and if it weren't for the fact that his chest was still heaving up and down, it would make one wonder if he was still alive.

    This abnormal appearance caused Zhongyuan Zhongya's complexion to change slightly, and he quickly reached out to touch He Quanlian's cheek. That black hair.

    After the soft hair scattered on his forehead was peeled off, what revealed was the boy's eyes closed, as if he had lost consciousness.

    "Hey! Hequan!" Zhongyuan Zhongyao finally became anxious, "Wake up! Can you hear me?!"

    He didn't dare to shake Hequanlian's body. People who were seriously injured were most taboo to be shaken, but Hequanlian He never responded to his voice, just frowned slightly, as if he could feel pain even when he was unconscious.