Chapter 539

When I heard this, I was worried.

From the beginning of Ye wanluo's speech, Howard, lying behind her, has been shaking his head at warmth.

Chin keeps picking toward the entrance.

That way It seemed to remind her of something.

"Ye wanluo, I know you hate me, but Wynn is still young, and she didn't do anything wrong. Since it's a problem between you and me, it's up to us to solve it by ourselves, rather than pulling Wynn on the back together."

"Oh, it's late," ye wanluo shook his head. "From the day she knew what I had done, she was doomed not to be the one on my side."

"You killed her two favorite brothers and expected her to stand by you? You are in a state of fantasy. " "And it's really you who did it wrong. Even if you are not happy, you are not entitled to sacrifice other people's lives."

"They didn't think about me from my standpoint. Why should I be full of kindness to them? They deserve to die. "

"Then you're more damned," she said, reaching out to her. "Ye wanluo, don't pretend here. Since you lied to me, you must be upset. Tell me what you want to do."

"Why don't I ask the little aunt you want to save to tell you?"

She took two steps back and came to Hawthorne's side, pulling the cloth from her mouth.

"Three sister-in-law, you go quickly, she is going to burn here, she is going to let the two of us bury her."

A little bit of warmth, burning?

With Howard finished, ye wanluo took out the lighter from his pocket.

She pushed lighter on, looked around tenderly, there was no combustible here..

Just thinking about it, ye wanluo found a piece of cloth that was easy to burn from the other side of his pocket, lit the cloth and threw it downstairs.

"She poured a lot of gas downstairs, and we'll all die. You're going."

At this moment, the grass downstairs, with the aid of gasoline, has begun to burn.

Tender stare at ye wanluo, even if she is dead, she will pull herself and Wynn on the back, right?

This vicious woman.

She ran for ye wanluo.

But ye falls late and pulls the rope in his hand.

The warmth stopped at once.

Ye wanluo laughs and says: "you say, the wife who loves most and the younger sister died together, Huo tingshen can be painful? Yes, he will. How could he not be in pain? He loves you so much. "

Speaking of this matter, ye wanluo is full of grievances.

"He's a liar. He fell in love with me first, but why..."

Hawthorne turned around, rubbing hard.

The warmth of seeing her movements does not stop.

The fire downstairs is getting bigger and bigger, and the air around is also baking.

When ye wanluo was about to see her, she immediately turned her attention to the feeling of Howard's action and shouted, "ye wanluo, you say that you love huotingshen, and you are lying at all. If you really love him, you will not want to see his pain. You are obviously selfish."

"He hurt me first, again and again. I have endured for a long time. He did it wrong first."

"You married someone first. If you don't do something wrong from the beginning, Huo tingchi won't hold on to you, and you won't be coerced. It's your fault."

Warmth deliberately put the voice very big, in order to divert ye wanluo's attention.

And just as Howard's foot turned to Yemeni and she was about to kick her, there was a lot of movement at the entrance. It was the sound of someone stepping on the iron steps and going upstairs.

Ye wanluo looked at the entrance. When she saw the visitor, she couldn't help laughing. Then she looked at the warmth ironically.

"Oh, I didn't expect that you still miss your old love. When it's so dangerous, you find your old lover instead of Huo tingshen."

When I heard this, I looked back and found that it was Gao Muran.

How could he find it here?

Has he been following himself?

Gao Muran ran to the tender side: "Xiaoqing, are you ok?"

This is the first thing Gao Muran said to her in the past two years.

Warmth has no time to ask why he came.

Because at the moment, Howard on the ground is bending his legs and kicking ye wanluo's ankle.

If it is a normal force, the leaves will fall late.

But now, Hawthorne is injured, so even if she does her best, she just makes Ye late stumble.

In that moment, the warm feeling sees the opportunity to leap towards ye wanluo.

They fell to the ground together.

"Gao Muran, help people," she roared

Ye wanluo doesn't give up. Although her body is elbowed by warmth, she tugs at the rope that she has been dragging in her hand.

Hawthorne's body, which was caught in the rope because the rope was pulled tight, rolled on the ground inertia.

Seeing howian getting closer and closer to the edge, he looked back and stared at Gao silently, saying, "help me."

Gao Muran responds and rushes to Hawthorne.

And the warmth also because of the momentary distraction, by leaf late falls to beat.

Ye wanluo turns over and overwhelms the warmth.

The warmth turns around, sees Gao Muran has already pulled up Huo Huaien, in the heart relieved a breath.

Gao Muran pulled the rope that had been in Ye's late hand and pulled it out.

"Gao Muran, take Wynn away," she cried

"No, how about you..."

"If you don't leave, no one will. Wynn will ask you. Hurry up."

Gao Muran is not going to listen to the warmth.

He untied Hawthorne, put him on the ground, and walked back to ye wanluo.

When ye wanluo saw Gao Muran come forward, she knew that she could not fight two people, so she quickly took out a knife that had been stuck under her chair for a long time and put it on her tender neck.

"Don't come here."

Seeing this, Gao stopped at once.

Ye evening rises and pulls up the warmth.

She held the warmth tightly in one hand, and put the knife on the warm neck in the other.

Because of the threat of the knife, the warmth can't move.

Gao silently stopped and raised his hands. "Don't be impulsive, Miss Ye."

"Impulse? Yes, I'm impulsive, but you didn't force me? " Ye wanluo bites his teeth, turns his head and stares at the warm side of his face: "warm, I said, you are not allowed to find help, but you bring Gao Muran?"

Looking at Gao Muran tenderly, she found a helper, but that helper is not Gao Muran.

She really didn't know how gomorran got here.

Before she could speak, a voice came from the stairway.

This time, the person who rushes up from below is the real helper that warmth finds.

Here comes hoting.