C125 Lu sang ran's death

"Cough, cough …" Number 47 rubbed his chest, looked up and saw the person kneeling down in fear, "Shadow …" Dark King? "

However, the Dark King ignored him. Lowering his head, he kissed her gentle lips and gave her artificial respiration. The eyes of Number 47, who was collapsed on the ground, bulged out.

"Cough, cough …" She opened her eyes and saw that Dark King