Then there was seconds of silence.
Although already guessed, but in the ear to hear the answer, night Yuchen's heart is still like a storm, he seems to be strong enough to hold the mobile phone to deformation.
"I see." He had a tight throat. "Come right here."
The voice falls, the night imperial Chen then hung up the telephone.
He holds the steering wheel in one hand and looks down at the name on the screen of his mobile phone, as well as a string of familiar numbers.
I love you, I love you.
The name was deeply imprinted in his heart, which made yeyuchen feel like a trance for a moment, as if muwanqing's pretty little face could appear in front of him at the moment
"Tilt, you have to wait for me."
Yeyuchen takes a deep breath. He puts down his mobile phone and is ready to continue to gallop to Ancheng hospital. He steps on the accelerator without hesitation.
But as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw two large trucks coming from different directions and crashing backwards towards him.
"Zhi -"
yeyuchen suddenly hit the steering wheel, whirled around and hit the front of the car heavily on the tree beside the road.
The smell of blood diffused in an instant
At this moment, Seoul International Airport.
A private plane, landing on the open apron, accompanied by bursts of harsh roar, magnificent momentum.
The priest was lying lazily in the engine room. He stretched out his long white fingers and slightly hooked his sunglasses down. He gently picked the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his lips were full of smiles
"Yes, young master."
Elvis bowed slightly. He spoke fluent and beautiful English, and respectfully addressed the priest.
Hearing the speech, the priest took off his sunglasses and hung them on his chest. Then he stood up with the armrests on both sides and walked slowly off the plane, calm but more precious.
"Young master!"
In front of the reception hall, the two lines of people in black bowed to the priest. The voice of greeting was very powerful and deafening.
The priest nodded slightly
He was dressed in a wine red long woolen coat with a high collar white sweater. He looked like an aristocratic vampire, and his whole body was cold and charming.
"Young master, where do you want to go first?"
Elvis followed the priest, carefully consulting his plan, "is it miss Xuexin or..."
"Shhh -"
the priest stopped. He looked back at Elvis and put his finger on his red lips.
He laughed deeply, like a bloodthirsty devil, "don't mention this woman's name to me again."
She has not much use value.
"Well, the Mu Wanqing information she provided to you..."
The priest pulled his hand back, slid it into his coat pocket, and sneered, "do you think I really need this woman to help me find out the information about Mu Wanqing
In this world, only yeyuchen and gonglichuan are qualified to fight against him, while Mu Wanqing It's just a little woman. It doesn't matter.
"I see." Elvis sipped his lip.
He passed an obscure look at the bottom of his eyes, and continued to walk behind the priest, without daring to breathe.
For a long time, the priest spoke leisurely, "back to the family."
Elvis followed him in a hurry and got into a huge luxury motorcade. When he met the scene of the traffic accident, he suddenly saw the red lips of the priest and laughed charmingly.
"I hope the gift I gave to yeyuchen will be liked by him and his little girlfriend."
With a slight hiss from the priest, the motorcade made a detour to leave
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