The big brother's little ancestor refused to marry again today

Chapter 92 Blood!So much blood!

"My God!"

"Hold the grass!"

Many people stood up from their seats in shock.

On the live broadcast screen, the barrage of Nuo Zi and Bai Cha Cha's guzheng solo, which was still intensely discussed just now, suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the live broadcast was cut off.

"Bai Chacha, you... ah!"

A wrong sound appeared in Nuo Zi's hand, and she looked at Bai Chacha in astonishment, and just halfway through speaking, Bai Chacha pushed her away from the chair forcefully.

click!
There was a sound above the head.

At the same time Nuo Zi was pushed away, the chandelier with swaying beams fell towards Bai Cha Cha.

"Chacha!"

"White tea tea!"

He Zhiyi's eyes changed slightly, and he suddenly rushed towards Bai Chacha.

Bai Chacha, who was about to escape, was embraced by He Zhiyi, her body froze for an instant, her eyes widened slowly, and in her line of sight, she clearly saw the chandelier, which slammed heavily on He Zhiyi's back.

Nuo Zi lay on the ground, eyes wide open in horror.

If Bai Chacha hadn't pushed her away just now, the person who was hit by the chandelier would have been her.

"Well."

He Zhiyi snorted, and fell forward unsteadily.

The moment he pinned Bai Chacha to the ground, he subconsciously protected Bai Chacha's head with one hand and turned her over to press her on him.

laugh--

It was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Bai Chacha's eyes trembled slightly, her mind blankly stuck to He Zhiyi's chest.

Bai Mo gradually adjusted his standing posture. At that moment, because of the angle problem, he was a step slower than He Zhiyi, and watched He Zhiyi helplessly protect Chacha from danger.

He pursed his lips in a complicated mood, and calmly took out his cell phone to make a call.

"what!"

“Blood! Lots of blood!”

Those who were close ran to the stage, screaming and shouting endlessly.

Bai Mo looked at Zhu Ying.

"Yes." Zhu Ying and Li Yu tacitly began to control the field.

Nuo Zi stood up from the ground tremblingly, her legs were so weak that she couldn't take a step. She looked at the man standing only two steps away from her, and her eyes gradually became moist.

Although so many years have passed, his appearance has long been deeply engraved in her mind.

She fantasized about meeting him again.

The scenes that appeared in those dreams were completely shattered, and Nuo Zi never thought that she would meet her Mr. Mo again at such a shocking moment.

He Zhiyi's lower body was already soaked in blood, he didn't seem to know the pain, the corners of his lips were raised, he hugged the girl who was pressing on him, he didn't intend to let go.

"Let go." Bai Chacha hoarse.

She wanted to break away from He Zhiyi, but the bloody smell from her nostrils rushed straight into her nostrils, and her face was a little paler than He Zhiyi who was lying on the ground injured.

Her head seemed to explode, and the bright red picture broke her last willpower.

"vomit……"

Bai Chacha tilted his head with difficulty and retched.

The smile on He Zhiyi's face froze for a moment, he lowered his head to see the girl in his arms clearly.

"Bai...Mo, do you still remember..." Nuozi mustered up her courage and walked towards the tall man who put down the phone.

Bai Mo brushed past her, pulled away He Zhiyi's arm that was changing for Bai Chacha with a sullen face, and said anxiously, "Let her go!"

"...Me?" Nuo Zi's gaze followed Bai Mo's movements, and the last two words were silent.

He Zhiyi was pulled to the wound, and his arm was pulled away by Bai Mo.

After gaining freedom, Bai Chacha supported the ground with her hands, and the simple movement of getting up from He Zhiyi's arms was extremely painful for her.

Bai Mo's hand hanging by his side kept shaking.

He pursed his lips tightly, and could only look at the girl who was tortured by pain in his body, unable to do anything.

　Where are the tickets?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)