Chu Qing's head was tilted to the side. Her neck was soft and lifeless. Her eyes were half-closed as if she had seen something, but there was no life in them.
It was so quiet and spotless, without a trace of dirt or vulgarity.
Leng Kuang looked at her face, then at his own hands, which were covered in blood. His mind went blank.
he only felt that his heart was like a flower that bloomed on the pure white daisy, and his soul flew away in an instant.
After a roar, he didn't dare to move.
he didn't dare to confirm the suspicions in his heart.
he could only shake his head in disbelief. his body trembled like a fallen leaf in the winter.
"You guys move aside first, let me save her." When Chen Jin's voice rang out, Leng Kuang felt as if he had come from a different world.
The aliens seemed to represent resurrection.
It was only then that Leng Kuang realized Chen Jin's presence.
but he was a brain specialist, but could he use a wound-healing gun?
