Chapter 448 Don't Leave Me Alone!

It seems that it attaches great importance to that picture scroll.

Wen Churan grabbed Sheng Shimo's sleeves tightly, and asked cautiously, "What should we do now?"

Sheng Shimo was already exhausted, panting slightly, but patiently comforting her, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Wen Churan's nose suddenly became sore.

Fool! She didn't want him to protect herself with all his might, she wanted both of them to live well.

At this time, the ferocious beast suddenly became ferocious again, opened its bloody mouth towards them, and pounced on them again.

Sheng Shimo turned around and continued running.

Wen Churan noticed that the man's speed was getting slower and slower, and his breathing was getting heavier, so he hurriedly shouted, "Sheng Shimo, put me down quickly! Don't hug me anymore, I can run by myself!"

The man turned a deaf ear and just held her tightly in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Shimo's physical strength was finally exhausted, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

At the moment when he fell down, he threw Wen Churan away with all his strength.

The ferocious beast swooped down and pressed hard on him.

He snorted, and a stream of blood immediately sprang from his mouth.

"Sheng Shimo!"

Wen Churan quickly crawled in front of Sheng Shimo, and covered his mouth with trembling hands, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing from her fingers.

The beast was still pressing on Sheng Shimo's body, rolling back and forth non-stop.

The sound of bones breaking was constantly echoing in the empty stone room...

One click after another, like sharp blades tearing Wen Churan's heart apart.

She cried and stood up, pushing the beast vigorously, hitting its hard body with punches and punches.

"Go away! Go away!" She roared angrily, but in the end she could only beg bitterly, "Don't press him down anymore...I beg you, don't press him down anymore..."

With a movable hand, Sheng Shimo pulled Wen Churan back with great effort, and then covered her eyes with his palm.

The man opened his mouth, blood was still gushing out, and his voice became muffled.

How did he endure the severe pain that would make life worse than death, and how he tried his best to speak softly as always when all the bones in his body were broken.

"Wen Churan...you once told me that wanting to be together is love..."

With a click, the ribs seemed to be broken.

His voice trembled uncontrollably, but he continued, "Later, I thought that love should be together even after death. Now... I finally understand that even if I die... I want you to live well, that's the real truth." love…"

The palm covering the woman's eyes suddenly felt a warmth, it was her surging tears, soaking his palm.

She seemed to have anticipated what he was about to do, so she shook her head desperately, crying and begging, "Sheng Shimo...don't...don't leave me alone...please...please! We agreed ...to get out alive together! You don't want to..."

In the darkness of sight, a man's laughter and pampering comfort came from his ears.

"Wen Churan, listen to me... close your eyes, it will pass soon..."

"Don't...don't!!!" Wen Churan finally let out a scream.

Sheng Shimo didn't know where the huge strength came from, he just carried the huge beast on his back and supported his upper body.

Then he knelt on the ground, stretched out a broken arm, endured the severe pain, and touched the movable stone slab.

And the other uninjured hand picked up Wen Churan's back collar.