Chapter 1389 The Eve of the Wedding (3)

There was more and more blood on his chest, staining his entire robe red.

"Run quickly, Qinghan, run quickly!!!"

The young man's voice was hoarse and his whole body was trembling.

The whole street became quiet and even silent for some time.

Fuchen's eyes suddenly tightened. He watched Hu Qing arrive in front of Qing Han and then rolled Qing Han into the air. He was anxious in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a red color appeared in his eyes. Filled with blood.

"Give Qinghan back to me, give it back to me!"

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly jumped into the void, rushing towards Huqing as fast as a sword.

All he knew was that no one could take Qinghan away.

Never! ! !

Huqing looked disdainfully at Fuchen who was chasing him, raised his hand and brought down a palm. A powerful force suddenly came, and in an instant, Fuchen's body fell from the sky and fell to the street.

"Go back and tell her that I'm here to take revenge on her. There's no way I can give this little thing back to her."

"Brother Fuchen!!!"

Qinghan watched Fuchen falling straight from the sky, and anxiously wanted to reach out and catch Fuchen.

But they were too far away, and she couldn't reach him at all...

"I'm sorry, brother Fuchen."

This old man obviously came here for his mother.

If he must take someone away, then she would rather that person be her.

At least, Brother Fuchen is stronger than her. Staying by her mother's side can bring her greater help...

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Under the sky, Fuchen's body landed on the ground. He also stretched out his hand, trying to grab the little hand from an infinite distance away.

But he could no longer hold her back as usual.

Slowly, Fuchen closed his eyes, and everything that happened over the years came to his mind.

Thousands of years ago, he and Qinghan were just two elixirs that lived together.

The Nine Emperors took them back, poured spiritual water on them, and raised them into adults.

From the first time they were together, to the later time they were dependent on each other...

It spanned a whole thousand years and stayed together for a thousand years.

But now, he can only watch Qinghan being taken away, so powerless!

Hatred grew out of Fuchen's heart, causing all the power around him to become violent, like wind and clouds.

No matter who it is, if he touches Qinghan, he will never let him go!

Fuchen suddenly opened his eyes.

A hand also stretched out from the side and pulled Fuchen to his side, but did not let him fall to the ground.

What stood in front of him now was a white robe, as beautiful as snow.

The man's face was slightly cold and his tone was cold: "In five days, it will be my wedding ceremony with Qing'er. You go back and tell Qing'er that I will come back with Qinghan in five days. She will be waiting for me at home with peace of mind."

He had been waiting for this day for too long and would never allow anyone to ruin his wedding ceremony.

"Can……"

"I will come back. This is my promise to her. In five days, I will definitely come back with Qinghan!"

Looking at the man's firm profile, Fuchen was about to say something, but finally held back: "Okay."

He believed him.

In five days, Nan Xian will definitely come back, taking Qing Han with him!

"Mother is waiting for you at home, and I am waiting for Qinghan, so you must come back. Mother has been waiting for this day for too long..."

Nanxian pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qing'er had been waiting for a long time, so he was like this.

Five days was a guarantee he gave her.