Under everyone's nervous gaze, Jiang Yuan fisted and went straight to Ma Xiaoyu's head.
If this punch hits, Ma Xiaoyu will definitely be dead or alive, and the end will be miserable.
Just when Jiang Yuan's fist was getting closer and closer to Ma Xiaoyu, he couldn't help but want to make a move.
Suddenly, Jiang Yuan's body stopped.
His fist stubbornly stopped in front of Ma Xiaoyu's forehead.
As long as he goes further, Ma Xiaoyu will die.
However, fortunately, Jiang Yuan finally stopped.
Seeing that Jiang Yuan really stopped, many people were relieved by this.
Jiang Yuan's Ma Xiaoyu, who had been watching gently, looked at the fist that was close at hand, and a smile suddenly bloomed on his face.
She didn't pay attention to the injuries caused by Jiang Yuan's fist style, but smiled and raised her hands and held Jiang Yuan's fist.
"I knew you could."
"Jiang Yuan, wake up, I don't want to see my man become a madman."
After Jiang Yuan stopped, Ma Xiaoyu seized the opportunity and worked hard to wake up Jiang Yuan.
It seems that it was Ma Xiaoyu's actions that allowed Jiang Yuan's sanity to recover a little.
Ma Xiaoyu's words, he listened to them.
Seeing that Ma Xiaoyu almost died in his hands, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.
But the little sanity he had regained seemed so fragile under that monstrous hatred.
He could clearly feel that his reason was gradually being swallowed up again.
"Xiaoyu, you go quickly, I can't control myself anymore, you leave quickly, otherwise I may really kill you."
Jiang Yuan's face was distorted, and he said with a little difficulty.
In his mind now, there are two voices, one is to make him desperate to avenge Mao Yingying, and the other voice is telling him that he can't go on like this, otherwise he will hurt the people around him.
But the latter is much weaker than the former.
"No, I'm not leaving, how can I abandon you" "I don't believe you're going to hurt me, I believe you can control yourself, and you have to believe in yourself."
Seeing that Jiang Yuan had regained some of his senses, Ma Xiaoyu was immediately overjoyed, and said while the iron was hot.
As for the danger Jiang Yuan said, she didn't pay attention to it at all.
When he saw that Ma Xiaoyu had really brought Jiang Yuan back to his senses, his heart suddenly became a little complicated.
In order to awaken Jiang Yuan's reason, she can't help but work hard.
But in exchange, it was Jiang Yuan's merciless three punches.
And Ma Xiaoyu just did the same thing as her, but Ma Xiaoyu succeeded.
With such differential treatment, it is inevitable that there will be some complaints in the hearts of the drought.
Although he complained a little in his heart, he also knew that now was not the time to be petty.
Now, Jiang Yuan has finally regained a little bit of sanity, and he must not let this bit of reason be swallowed up by hatred again.
Therefore, after Ma Xiaoyu spoke, she also immediately persuaded Jiang Yuanlai.
"Yes, Jiang Yuan, you must hold on."
"If you continue to go crazy, when the time comes, Ma Xiaoyu and your daughter will all be hurt because of you."
"Can't you bear to see them hurt, or even killed by your own hands?"
Drought Fish worked hard to inspire Jiang Yuan's love.
She understands very well that only with love can hatred be suppressed and Jiang Yuan can come to his senses.
Yan Wushuang and Little Fox obviously understood that now was the critical time, and they also wanted to make a difference, and they all spoke one after another.
"Childe, I also believe that you will be able to do it, nothing can stump you."
"Big villain, you almost scared me to death just now, if you scare me again, I'll ignore you, huh" After Yan Wushuang and the little fox spoke, the baby on Jiang Yuan's back also came to cooperate.
"Ahhhhh The baby's little hands slapped Jiang Yuan's shoulders, and his small mouth opened one by one, as if he was talking.
This time, their efforts were not in vain.
After they opened their mouths one after another, feeling their concern, the little bit in Jiang Yuan's eyes was swallowed up with a clear color, and the resistance became tenacious.
He looked at Ma Xiaoyu, Dry Fish, Yan Wushuang, and Little Fox one by one.
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Looking at their eyes full of concern, worry and anxiety, a warm current flowed through Jiang Yuan's heart.
Where the warm current passed, the hatred that almost enveloped his whole body was forced to retreat a lot.
In the end, his eyes fell on the baby on his back.
Although the baby is peculiar, it is not so magical that he can understand everything at birth.
Seeing Jiang Yuan turn her head to look at herself, she lay on Jiang Yuan's back and smirked.
"Child, I still have children, I promised Yingying, no matter what, I will keep the child."
Looking at the smirking baby, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but mutter.
However, when he thought of Mao Yingying, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Mao Yingying, a woman who follows herself without regrets, a woman who gives everything for herself, and a woman who gives birth to a daughter for herself But such a woman was forced to blow herself up in front of her own eyes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan's heart suddenly rose with a sense of guilt.
In his opinion, it is his own responsibility, his own uselessness, and he can't even protect his own woman, so that Mao Yingying will suffer miserably.
The more he thought about it, the stronger the guilt in Jiang Yuan's heart became.
However, after seeing Hou Qing, this guilt suddenly turned into hatred.
Mao Yingying's death is responsible for herself, but Hou Qing deserves to die even more.
If it weren't for him, how could Mao Yingying blow herself up In an instant, the hatred that had just retreated a little rose again.
As soon as the hatred was strong, Jiang Yuan's reason was overwhelmed again.
"Roar" Jiang Yuan let out a loud roar when he looked up to the sky, and the clarity in his eyes dissipated little by little.
Jiang Yuan's change, Ma Xiaoyu beside him felt it for the first time.
She clearly felt Jiang Yuan's guilt.
Seeing Jiang Yuan's hatred rising again, she felt that something was wrong, so she threw herself forward and hugged Jiang Yuan's body tightly.
"Jiang Yuan, I beg you, don't be like this."
"Maomao's death is not to blame you, you shouldn't blame yourself, I believe that Maomao doesn't want to see you like this."
Ma Xiaoyu hugged Jiang Yuan and said loudly, as she spoke, her tears couldn't help but flow.
She knew that Jiang Yuan was a person who liked to carry everything on herself.
Now, he is obviously blaming Mao Yingying's death on his own head.
She could fully imagine how painful Jiang Yuan was when she fell into self-blame and guilt.
Seeing Jiang Yuan in such pain, how could she feel better "Xiaoyu, let go" A laborious sound came from Jiang Yuan's mouth.
Obviously, he was about to lose control of himself.
He didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to keep his hand on Ma Xiaoyu again.
Ma Xiaoyu also understood Jiang Yuan's situation at this time.
But instead of letting go, she hugged her tighter.
"No, I won't let go, and death will not let go, how can I watch you go madness and destruction" "If I can use my death to make you come to your senses, I'd rather die."
Ma Xiaoyu cried and said, her mood fluctuated a lot, and she was about to collapse. oshow7 t1706231537: