Chapter 1792 Why Should I Give It to Him?

He paused and looked down at his hem.

A bodyguard had already brought the scissors over.

Ning Quruo pursed his lips,

"What are you still doing here! Aren't you coming?!"

Huo Yan was slightly startled and looked up at Ning Quruo.

But Ning Quruo had already turned his face away.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyun hurried to Huo Yan's side and helped the man up.

The three of them, plus Gu Weimin in Ning Quruo's arms, ran towards the helicopter together.

Passing by Duan Xishen.

A gentle and timid voice suddenly sounded, "Dad, the Buddhist scripture cylinder seems to be still on Gu Weimin."

Huo Yan paused.

Ning Quruo looked up in a daze and looked at Ning Yuetong in disbelief.

The flames in those eyes seemed to want to eat Ning Yuetong alive.

The bodyguards behind Duan Xishen surrounded the few people.

The people Ning Quruo brought stood in front of several people and confronted the other party.

The man hugged Gu Weimian, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Duan Xishen! My sister is going to die soon..."

Duan Xishen pursed his lips, and in a few seconds,

"She is already dead."

"Duan Xishen! I will kill you!..."

Huo Yan suddenly interrupted him, "Give him the Sutra Tube."

Ning Quruo turned to look at Huo Yan,

"Why! Why give it to him! This is what my sister exchanged for with her life! Why give it to him!!"

His eyes were red, and he asked again and again, his voice hoarse.

Huo Yan's voice was cold, "The Sutra Tube was originally given to Duan Xishen by Yun Shenshen, you give it to him."

A figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

It was Gu Qifang!

He rushed straight to the direction of the Sutra Tube, that is, Gu Weimian.

Ning Quruo was stunned.

His heart was cold, colder than the person in his arms.

Gu Weimian is already like this...

These people are still obsessed with the Buddhist scriptures.

At this moment, he even thought that Gu Weimian had fallen asleep.

Seeing Gu Qifang rushing towards him.

Huo Yan had already picked up the Buddhist scriptures and threw it behind him.

Duan Xishen's eyes widened, and he almost subconsciously flew out of the wheelchair and caught the Buddhist scriptures.

The moment he landed, Huo Yan's voice rang out,

"The password is 0327040859."

Duan Xishen was startled, "How do you know the password?"

"Weiwei told me." His voice was hoarse.

Gu Qifang had changed direction and rushed towards Duan Xishen.

Naturally, Duan Xishen's bodyguard took action and restrained the man.

Huo Yan looked at Ning Quruo with a faint look: "Get on the plane!"

Ning Quruo came back to his senses, glanced at the Buddhist scriptures in Duan Xishen's hand, gritted his teeth, retracted his sight, and quickly got on the helicopter.

…

The helicopter door closed, and the propellers started to rotate rapidly.

Gradually, she disappeared from everyone's sight.

Duan Xishen retracted his gaze and looked down at the Tibetan Sutra cylinder in his hand.

Gu Qifang was held down by Duan Xishen's bodyguards, but his eyes never left the Tibetan Sutra cylinder in the man's hand.

"Duan Xishen! You are a mean person! This is clearly something Yun Shenshen gave me, and you have the nerve to snatch it!"

Seeing that Duan Xishen ignored him, his tone became even worse.

"By the way... you just can't let go of Yun Shenshen, haha... you are really useless. She doesn't love you, she slept with other men, and gave birth to children for other men, but you are still obsessed with her. Haven't you seen through it yet? She is a bitch!"