Kuai Chuan is saving the mad villain every day

Chapter 740 The short-lived prince's white moonlight substitute 51
With a nasty smile on the corners of Qi Jue's lips, he pointed the knife at the ropes in their hands.

"Choose quickly, or both will die."

Under such an atmosphere, Gu Meng couldn't help but look sideways at Ye Qinghuan.

Ye Qinghuan also looked at her.

Ye Qinghuan is really beautiful, her face is flawless, cold and aloof like a snow lotus.

Looking at her, Gu Meng didn't feel jealous for some reason.

Maybe it was because she was sure that Qi Yan would definitely choose herself.

Although he might choose Ye Qinghuan in his own clothes, he might be abandoned.

But it's okay, she noticed that her spiritual power was gradually awakening, she would not let herself die.

However, under the misty clouds, she heard His Highness the Crown Prince below say: "Let the saint go."

Gu Meng: "..."

Ye Qinghuan also had a stunned expression on his face.

She may not have thought that Qi Yan would choose herself.

Does this mean that the most important thing in Qi Yan's heart is still her.

Gu Meng looked at Qi Yan below, and at that moment, a bit of displeasure welled up in his heart.

This guy Qi Yan dared to choose another woman, did he treat her as dead?

Although he chose the saint, and he was wearing the clothes of the saint at the moment, in the end, he must be the one who survived.

But it also shows that he wants to choose Ye Qinghuan.

Qi Jue's chuckle came from next to his ear: "Did you hear that, he chose you, which is equivalent to giving up on you."

Gu Meng's heart is complicated.

It was extremely cold at the high place, and the wind was biting, her clothes and hair were flying, and Qi Yan's eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly.

It's just that at this moment, the bottom of my heart is still unavoidable.

Looking at this scene, Qi Heng smiled meaningfully, as if he was very satisfied with Qi Yan's choice.

Qi Jue raised the knife and cut off the rope in Ye Qinghuan's hand.

Clouds and mists gathered, the sky became dark, and a heavy rain came in torrential.

Ye Qinghuan fell from the eighth floor like a fluttering butterfly.

Under the tall building, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, turned pale in an instant.

He tried his best, stepped on someone's back, and flew up, as if crazy, trying to catch her.

But fortunately, in the end, he still caught her.

Ye Qinghuan was lying in his arms, already unconscious.

But because of too much force behind catching her, he spat out blood, and he knelt on one knee on the ground, crumbling.

Qi Yan's lips were tightened, and he hugged her tightly. His hanging heart seemed to have finally returned to his body.

On the tall building, Qi Jue untied Gu Meng from the rope and pulled him back to the pavilion.

Below, Qi Yan stared at Qi Jue: "Let her go."

Qi Jue smiled and said, "Qi Yan, you chose to save the saint, and the saint is in your arms now, haven't you already saved her?"

Qi Yan looked into his arms, he suddenly understood something, his face was extremely ugly, "Qi Jue, how dare you play with me!"

Qi Jue laughed loudly: "Qi Yan, Qi Yan, I have already given it to you, and your little maidservant belongs to this king."

He lifted Gu Meng's chin, and was about to kiss him in front of Qi Yan.

"Qi Jue, if you dare to touch her, I will definitely tear you to pieces!!"

Qi Yan downstairs gritted his teeth word by word.

Relying on Qi Jue's system, even if he is injured, he can heal himself, so he is not afraid of him.

Seeing that Qi Jue was about to kiss him, Qi Yan's eyes were dark, with an indescribable cruelty and danger.

Qi Jue did not continue to kiss, he held the knife against Gu Meng: "Qi Yan, do you want to save her, then trade your life for hers."

(End of this chapter)