Chapter 867 My Woman, No One Can Touch Her

The scarred man couldn't wait to pull Jun Xiqing over, "Boss Yuan, this little beauty is really a beauty that can topple a country."

The scarred man laughed happily.

Jun Xiqing's face turned pale, and she tried to avoid it.

At this time, a low, cold and magnetic voice sounded in her ear, "Take your dirty hands away, she is not someone you can touch."

The scarred man paused, and quickly looked up at Lu Yeming. The man's handsome face was always emotionless, almost cold, but this coldness was like ice quenched with poison, and the cold and violent aura made people shiver.

The scarred man licked blood on the tip of the knife, but he was also frightened by the man's powerful aura.

But the scarred man was unwilling to give up. The more afraid he was in his heart, the more he wanted to provoke, "You are about to die, and you still dare to be so arrogant?"

Lu Yeming is not just a "crazy" word?

Suddenly, a knife pierced his heart.

"Bang", the scarred man fell to the ground and died directly.

At this moment, the other men in black quickly aimed at Lu Yeming's head and heart.

Lu Yeming casually hooked his thin lips, then raised his hands, looking like he was surrendering.

Yuan Ming had a gloomy face. The man in front of him was really arrogant.

He was really... arrogant.

Yuan Ming quickly hijacked Jun Xiqing in his hands, "President Lu, what do you mean?"

Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming, "I said, my woman, no one can touch her."

Hearing this, Jun Xiqing felt inexplicably throbbing, her heartbeat accelerated, she really liked such a man.

Domineering.

She looked at his overly delicate handsome face with a pair of spiritual eyes, full of worry.

"President Lu, do you think I'm talking nonsense? Count to three, and quickly cripple your right hand!"

Yuan Ming began to count, one...

Jun Xiqing wanted to break free from Yuan Ming. She looked at Lu Yeming nervously and shook her head vigorously---No! Don't listen to him!

---Don't worry about me, go away!

Jun Xiqing's fair eyes were quickly covered with a layer of crystal mist, which was very charming.

Lu Yeming looked at her and suddenly laughed softly. He said with disdain, "You wanted to break up with me in the room just now, and now I come to save you, and you cry with your eyes wide open. It's so realistic."

"..."

Tears suddenly came out of Jun Xiqing's eyes, and she wanted to kick him.

"Two..."

"Three..."

When Yuan Ming was about to shout "three", Lu Yeming moved, and the knife in his hand instantly pointed at his right arm.

---Don't!

Jun Xiqing's heart had already jumped to her throat, and Yuan Ming was staring at his movements.

At this time, Lu Yeming suddenly raised his head, and his deep phoenix eyes were like ink splashed, cold and bottomless.

No one saw how he moved, and the four men in black fell down in response.

The men in black did not close their eyes until the moment of their death. They didn't understand why they died?

Yuan Ming's eyes changed drastically. He finally understood what kind of unpredictable skills this world-famous man had.

He had never taken these men in black seriously from the beginning.

Yuan Ming surrendered quickly.

"Qingqing, come here."

Lu Yeming extended his big palm to Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing was still in shock. She ran over without hesitation and threw herself into Lu Yeming's arms.

Smelling the clean and refreshing masculine scent on him, Jun Xiqing's tense nerves relaxed.

She hugged his slender and narrow waist with her two small hands.

Lu Yeming hugged her fair shoulders, his curled eyelashes like a small fan drooped, and kissed her cold forehead, "It's okay."

Jun Xiqing nodded vigorously.

"Yuan Ming, I let you escape last time in the Saint Clan, but you won't be so lucky this time." Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming indifferently.

Yuan Ming smiled, "Where's your mother?"

"Can you dream of my mother?"

Yuan Ming seemed not to hear him. He murmured to himself, "Yuewu, I've been looking for you for so many years. It's time for you to come back."

"If you want to see my mother, wait for the next life." Lu Yeming's eyes were as dark as ink...

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

A sharp knife pierced directly into his sturdy waist and abdomen.

Blood, pouring.

It soaked his white shirt in an instant.

Lu Yeming slowly lowered his eyes and looked at Jun Xiqing in his arms.

Jun Xiqing held a knife in her two slender white hands, and her hands were full of blood. She looked at him empty and pale, like a puppet being controlled.

Loosening the handle of the knife, Jun Xiqing staggered back two steps, and then fell to the grass.

She covered her head with her hands, it hurt.

It hurts so much.

It really hurts.

Lu Yeming looked at Yuan Ming with bloodshot eyes, "What did you do to her?"

Yuan Ming said, "I put a curse on her. Just now I asked her to kill you, so she had no choice but to kill you."

Lu Yeming's handsome face suddenly turned cold. For so many years, no one had seen his face so gloomy and terrifying. "I'll give you one chance to remove the curse."

Yuan Ming smiled and shook his head, "Why should I listen to you?"

"Oh." Lu Yeming slowly raised his thin lips, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth, "Then you don't have to remove it."

Yuan Ming was not in a hurry, "If you kill me, Jun Xiqing will definitely die. Now she and I are one life."

Lu Yeming's movements slowed down.

At this time, a charming and light sigh sounded in his ears, "Yuan Ming, aren't you looking for me? I'm here."

Yuan Ming was shocked, and then slowly turned around.

Bei Yuewu is here.

Today, Bei Yuewu wore a red dress. She gave birth to Lu Yeming when she was 18 years old. Now she is less than 44 years old. The once beautiful witch is simply growing against the age. The years have left only her unrestrained and unrestrained, and the more charming and delicate feminine charm.

Yuan Ming's eyes were hot, and he quickly revealed his obsession.

Lu Yeming on the side came to Jun Xiqing...

Jun Xiqing was confused, as if he had a nightmare.

There was a voice in his ear---Kill Lu Yeming! Kill him quickly!

She didn't know what she had done.

She couldn't control herself at all.

She fell on the cold grass and hugged her head with her little hands in pain.

At this time, a pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in her lowered sight. Jun Xiqing paused for a moment, then slowly raised her eyes. Above her were his black trousers cut like a blade, a black belt around his tight waist, and above...

His white shirt was already soaked with blood.

Jun Xiqing quickly climbed up with her hands and feet, and reached out to press his wound to help him stop bleeding.

---I'm sorry...

---I'm really sorry...

At this time, a big hand touched her delicate face, and slowly rubbed her delicate skin with the fingertips through the veil.

Jun Xiqing trembled and raised her eyes.

She bumped into his deep phoenix eyes.

He was looking at her with his handsome eyelids down. She couldn't understand his eyes at this moment, but... she saw some tenderness.

---Does it hurt?

Without a pen, she also forgot to write in his palm. She just looked at him with a pair of wet eyes.

Does it hurt?

Lu Yeming stroked her little face, curled his thin lips lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "How much you hate me, you hit me so accurately and deeply."

The tears in Jun Xiqing's eyes were about to fall.

"But it doesn't hurt."

He said, it doesn't hurt.

Jun Xiqing looked at him, and suddenly smiled foolishly in her crystal tears.

Lu Yeming gently held her in his arms, rubbing her hair with his big hands, "Okay, it's okay."

What's okay?

He was still bleeding.

Jun Xiqing buried her little face deeply in his strong chest, letting the tears pour out.

...

Bei Yuewu came, she looked at Yuan Ming with a pair of charming eyes, "Yuan Ming, I'm here, help Qingqing get rid of the poison, okay?"

Yuan Ming looked at her obsessedly, she was smiling at him.

Bei Yuewu is a naive and free-spirited woman who dares to love and hate. Madam Xuanji was gorgeous in those days, but she was tortured by love. Although she looked gentle in time, her eyebrows and eyes were always filled with a touch of sadness.

Bei Yuewu is truly fiery. After so many years, she is still as delicate and charming as she was many years ago. As long as she smiles at any man in this world, that man is willing to sacrifice his life for her.

Yuan Ming is one of them.

"Okay, Yuewu, I can help her get rid of the poison, but you come with me." Yuan Ming took two steps forward and grabbed Bei Yuewu's hand.

Bei Yuewu's eyes turned cold, and a sharp knife suddenly appeared in her hand. She stabbed Yuan Ming's body.

Yuan Ming quickly avoided it.

Bei Yuewu changed her smiling face and pointed at Yuan Ming with one hand on her waist, cursing, "You damned evil man, you have coveted me for so many years. You took my son away secretly, which hurt me so much. I wish I could poke a hundred bloody holes in your body to be satisfied!"

"..."

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and soon his eyes were brighter than before. Otherwise, why would he love Bei Yuewu for so many years?

Yuan Ming laughed, "Yuewu, I said more than 20 years ago that sooner or later I will get you!"

"As long as you follow me, I will remove the poison from your future daughter-in-law, how about it?"

Bei Yuewu raised her charming eyebrows, "You also said that she is the future daughter-in-law. Isn't it my son's responsibility to protect the future daughter-in-law? When did it become mine? If my son sells his mother to save his wife, he will be useless."

Yuan Ming, "..."

Lu Yeming, "..."

Jun Xiqing, "..."

Yuan Ming's face changed. He has waited for so many years. Bei Yuewu has appeared. He will never miss this opportunity again. He must get this woman.

"Yuewu, then I can only catch you back!" Yuan Ming went to catch Bei Yuewu.

Bei Yuewu saw that the situation was not right, admitted her fear, and ran away.

Yuan Ming pulled out the iron chain on his body and threw it on Bei Yuewu's body.

Seeing that the thrown iron chain was about to wrap around Bei Yuewu.

At this time, a big hand suddenly appeared in the air and grabbed the thrown iron chain.

Yuan Ming only felt a steady and majestic force coming towards him. He took two steps forward and managed to stabilize himself.

When he looked up, he saw a tall figure at the end of the chain. Murong Jiancheng was here.

Murong Jiancheng was wearing a black coat and stood tall and straight. Having been in a high position for many years, his phoenix eyes were full of deep killing intent. Murong Lang was now noble and elegant, deep and strong, and his demeanor could still be vaguely seen.

Murong Jiancheng's eyes fell coldly on Yuan Ming's face, "Yuan Ming, after not seeing you for many years, are you still coveting your sister-in-law like this?"

Murong Jiancheng stretched out his hand and swung the chain in his hand back with great force.

Yuan Ming could not dodge in time, and the chain hit him heavily in the face.

A red mark quickly appeared on his face, and the whole person retreated several steps backward.

Extremely embarrassed.

Yuan Ming felt humiliated and embarrassed. He would never be Murong Jiancheng's opponent.

In those days, Murong Lang was almost a complete talent in literature and martial arts, except that he did not like romance. Whenever he appeared, everyone would bow down to him. He was the most dazzling star in the sea of ​​people.

He was once as famous as Murong Jiancheng and worshipped him as a brother of the opposite sex, but he was not as good as Murong Jiancheng in every way.

Later, he fell in love with Bei Yuewu, but Bei Yuewu fell in love with him at first sight and fell in love with him again.

All the reluctance and jealousy broke out at that moment.

How could he be willing to accept this?

Yuan Ming looked up at Murong Jiancheng, who stood there calmly and motionlessly, with a majestic imperial spirit.

Unlike Lu Yeming, who was a late emperor, Murong Jiancheng was a real emperor who grew up in the palace and received the most orthodox education as a successor.

At this time, several bulletproof presidential luxury cars drove over, and Fanmen came with people.

Yuan Ming looked at Bei Yuewu deeply, and then ran away.

…

The bad guy ran away, Bei Yuewu passed Murong Jiancheng and quickly ran to Lu Yeming, "Son, if you are not dead, make a sound, don't let your mother worry."

Lu Yeming who was not dead, "…"

Fanmen came over and stood respectfully beside Murong Jiancheng, "Your Majesty."

Murong Jiancheng glanced at Bei Yuewu in front of him, "Send Yeming to the hospital immediately."

"Yes."

…

In the hospital.

Lu Yeming was pushed into the operating room, and the red light outside the operating room was on, which was extremely dazzling.

Jun Xiqing sat on the bench in the corridor and waited, her little nose and white eyes were red from crying.

It was all her fault.

If anything happened to Lu Yeming, she would definitely feel guilty to death, and then she... wouldn't want to live anymore.