"Nini—"
Accompanied by an angry low roar, the next second, two loud sounds were heard, and the crew-cut man and the bearded man cried out simultaneously.
The man's figure, like a leopard, swiftly moved forward and tightly held the cold and lifeless Nianyang, who was lying in the blood, in his arms.
Li Tingyan looked at the lifeless girl in his arms, her body so cold he couldn't bear it, like it was taken out of a refrigerator.
Her face was smeared with blood, and his entire body trembled with heartache. What kind of suffering had his wife endured this past day and night?
Heartache, too much heartache, Li Tingyan's tears were about to fall, regretting how slowly he acted!
Nianyang thought she was going to freeze to death when a heavenly voice of a man called by her ear. She gently opened a slit in her eyes, saw Li Tingyan's face, and felt relieved, lightly murmuring,
"Ayán, I thought you didn't care anymore..."
