Jin Peng was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the black iron chain suddenly retracted and pulled him back. With just a few clicks, he was locked onto the wall.

How to come back?

Jin Peng struggled desperately, but couldn't struggle. He watched Gu Luan walk towards Qin Jian step by step, but he had no choice but to be able to do anything. His eyes were red with anxiety, "Let me go."

Gu Luan ignored Jin Peng, walked to Qin Jian, and looked down at Qin Jian from a high place.

"Have you thought about it? Should I die here or hand over the Dragon Flame Grass?"

Qin Jian's face remained unchanged, "If it were me, would you choose to die here or hand over the Dragon Flame Grass?"

Gu Luan was silent.

If it were him, he would have chosen to die here.

Qin Jian stared at Gu Luan and said without waiting for his answer, "If there is no third way, I will choose to die here."

Gu Luan looked at Qin Jian for a while and said coldly, "Okay, I'll give you the third way."

After saying that, he turned his wrist and a short knife was added to his hand, which stabbed Qin Jian's heart suddenly.

"No--" Jin Peng hissed, "No--"

He looked at the short knife that stabbed Qin Jian's heart, anger, pain, hatred, and all kinds of emotions surged up, pulling the black iron chains rustling.

Gu Luan did not stop because of Jin Peng's shouting, and stabbed Qin Jian in the chest with a short knife.

Qin Jian looked directly at Gu Luan's face without any joy and anger, and his hands that could not move could move.

He grabbed Gu Luan's hand holding the short knife with both hands.

But he grabbed Gu Luan's hand, but he had no more strength to push away the hand holding the short knife.

Holding the short knife's hand, he continued to move forward without any obstacles, and the short knife penetrated into Qin Jian's chest.

Qin Jian let out a muffled groan.

Jin Peng looked at the short knife that stabbed Qin Jian’s chest and froze, stopping his screams, but the next moment, he struggled even more violently, and he went crazy, "I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"

The moment the short knife stabbed Qin Jian's heart, An Yin's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.

An Yin raised her hand to cover her heart.

Why does it hurt so much?

After the pain, I felt panic and tears flowed down unconsciously.

An Yin pounded her chest hard.

What's wrong with this?

What's wrong with her?

Why is this happening?

An Yin inhale hard, but no matter what she does, she can't wave away the inexplicable sorrow in her heart.

Lin Lin came out of the shower and saw An Yin holding her arms and huddling on the bed, her face full of tears, and hurried over, "An Yin, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know." An Yin shook her head, "I don't know what's going on, I just feel so uncomfortable."

“Where’s the trouble?”

"In my heart." An Yin pounded her chest hard, but she couldn't get any better. "I feel so uncomfortable."

"Let's go to the hospital." Lin Lin had never seen An Yin like this before, and she was so panicked.

An Yin shook her head, "Lin Lin, do you think, could something happen to Qin Jian?"

Lin Lin was stunned for a moment, "Qin Jian? What can happen to him?"

What can happen to him?

An Yin jumped out one by one bad thoughts in her mind.

An Yin grabbed the cell phone that was put aside and called Qin Jian.

The call you made is temporarily unreachable.

Dial again!

The call you made is temporarily unreachable.

Then dial!

The call you made is temporarily unreachable.

There were more tears coming from An Yin's eyes, and she couldn't see the screen of her phone in a blur.

Seeing An Yin like this, Lin Lin was panicked and took out her cell phone to call Qin Jian.
Chapter completed!