The Love of the Magic Rabbit
39 Who needs your protection?

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"Who needs your protection! I should be the one protecting you, right? You're just a weak woman with no strength at all, and I…and I…"

With a smile on his face, Jun Zhi crossed his arms and teased,"Continue, continue!"

Jiaxin was speechless…another gust of cold wind blew, and the sound of the wooden door became louder and louder. "You choose, jump with me, or wait for death! Or do you want to…"

"Boom!"

The wooden door exploded. "There's no need to choose! All of you will die!"

Xu Song's face was fierce as he raised his spear. The bullet whistled past, and in the split second, Junzhi pulled Jiaxin to the side. He wanted to use his body to protect her, but he slipped and stepped on empty air. His body was like a kite with a broken string, falling from the edge of the rooftop…The vast, lonely night opened its bloody mouth, wanting to devour everything…At this moment, Junzhi's eyes were wide open, and his hands grabbed a few randomly. His mind was blank…Am I going to die like this…" Quickly grab it!"

With a crisp cry, an oval-shaped brown wooden object appeared in front of him. It looked like…Jun Zhi didn't think too much about it. As if he had seen a life-saving straw, he reached out and grabbed it. Immediately after…was a heart-wrenching scream! Jun Zhichi suddenly realized that his body had stopped falling. He looked down and saw a pitch-black abyss under his feet. The cold wind whistled past his face as if it was cut by a knife. He looked up…Jun Zhi was stunned…It turned out that Xinyue was holding a sharp blade and lying on the rooftop, barely keeping herself suspended in the air. Blood…bright red blood…blood that flowed like a fountain and fell like rain…Jun Zhi's eyes were closed, and under his long eyelashes, tears were glistening at the corners of his eyes. He looked at his tightly clenched lips that were stained with traces of blood, and a pair of snow-white, soft, and jade-like arms glowed with a holy light in the pitch-black night. His originally shy hands…had become bloody. Between his fingers, on his wrists, there was a shocking red…drop by drop. It even flowed down like a small stream…

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