Qian Yikun stepped back step by step, retreating behind Mo Fei.
Their headsets had lost signal from the shock just now, and he could not contact Gu Juexi at all now. He didn't know what happened in the explosion just now.
And those children, are they still in the helicopter
"I don't like to destroy the nine tribes, but I will make sure you leave no trace of your armor behind." Mo Fei shouted, so fast that almost no one could see her. She was holding a dagger in her hand, and her throat was bleeding wherever she passed.
Qian Yikun watched all the time without any thought of stopping it, and he had to admit that he had no ability to stop it. Could it be that he was going crazy? No one could stop it, no one.
Father Ding pressed his wife's head on his shoulder and did not lower his head to look at the scene in front of him.
This bloody scene.
In a moment, corpses were everywhere. Could it be that the whole person was kneeling among the corpses, as if someone had taken away her soul? Lotte was dead, how was she going to explain to her eldest brother? Ding Yueyan died, how was she going to explain to her elder brother that all of this was caused by her.
If she hadn't offended Mo Tian, if she hadn't discovered her life experience now, maybe the Ding family wouldn't have been implicated, and maybe Lotte wouldn't have died.
"Is it possible?" Qian Yikun went over, knelt beside her, and then held her in his arms.
Could it be that when Qian Yikun hugged her, the cold wind from the door blew in and blew straight into her chest.
"I'm just a broom star, I was the one who harmed Letian and Yue Kao." Mo Fei murmured in a low voice, his hands were still dripping with blood, and it was someone else's blood.
Qian Yikun's lips fell on her bloody forehead, and he didn't know how to comfort Mo Fei.
"Gu Juexi won't let anything happen to them, otherwise it will destroy Gu Juexi's sign, believe me." Qian Yikun said, and stood up holding Mo Fei who had used up all his energy at this moment.
The sun is shining brightly outside, and the surrounding snow is melting.
The snowy white outside was in sharp contrast to the dazzling red inside. Qian Yikun came out holding Mo Fei, followed by the Ding family.
On the ground outside, in addition to melted snow, there were also fragments of broken airplanes, and—
Mrs. Ding looked at the thing on the ground. After identifying what it was, she wanted to vomit, but she instantly vomited heartbreakingly.
Ding Junhui looked at him solemnly, but Ding Junqi, who he was supporting, suddenly pushed Ding Junhui away and went to find the broken corpses. His eager look made it difficult to tell what he really thought, whether he wanted to find them or was afraid of finding them.
"Brother, brother—" Ding Junhui went over to help him, "Brother, maybe Letian and Yue Gao are still alive, they—"
"They were on the helicopter at that time." Ding Junqi roared angrily.
Could it be that she was buried tightly in Qian Yikun's arms? She had always been lawless, but now she didn't dare to face anyone.
Qian Yikun felt sorry for Mo Fei, but he had no way to blame himself on her behalf.
Mo Fei had always acted nonchalantly, but he knew that family affection was what she wanted most.
But now, because of her, her family has suffered such a heavy blow.
Ding Junqi frantically searched among the fragmented corpses, and the Ding family's parents could only search with grief.
"Ding Junqi—"
Lotte's voice suddenly sounded, not loud, but also a little uncertain.
Ding Junqi, who was searching frantically among the broken limbs, suddenly looked up.