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Hanyu lowered his head and smiled, and continued, "I didn't kill you, but think that you have become this now...... Ugly and weird...... People look disgusted...... Ha ha...... It's more relieving than dying......"

She took a deep breath quietly, swallowed the tears that burst out of her eyes, and smiled, "I'm tired, I've been calculating for so many years, and I've been acting for so many years, but no one in the audience, no one understands me-everyone thinks I'm in love, everyone thinks I love you." Just because of you, it's really not worth my hard work. ”

"You are already so ugly, so weird, power, money, nothing, just let you live in such pain, it is not a painful ......"

She looked at his gradually dead expression, finally relieved, smiled mockingly, and concluded: "After holding back for so many years, I finally have a chance to say it, it's very happy." ”

Jiang Kuo had maintained that posture all along, his arched back against the hard sandalwood chair, and the bulge became even more obvious.

She walked over step by step, laughed, and said softly in a cold voice with a little mockery: "Don't you want to take revenge? I am your real enemy, your family business is ruined because of me, your martial arts are ruined because of me, your appearance is ruined because of me, your wife is killed because of me, your children are poisoned by me, and you have also died by my murder...... Your enemies are standing before you now—kill me, kill your wife and your son-killer, kill me to avenge your wife and children, kill me......"

"Kill me, kill me......"

Her soft, magical voice floated in her ears and was everywhere.

His body began to tremble, as if an unbearable weight erupted from his body, but he was suppressed.

It's all fake, it's all fake...... From realizing that now, all the warm veins and sweet memories that he has relied on for the past three years are all vanity and grievances, all deception.

How to bear such a fact!

His eyes were scarlet, and he staggered to his feet, drawing his sword from the table and pointing it at her.

She stood just right, his sword pointed at her white throat.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the sword to be free, waiting for the day when she would no longer have to worry about it and be afraid.

"Let's do it. She said.

He tightened his sword and tried to stab it hard, but at the sight of her rain-soaked face, at the sight of the hair sticking to her face, at the sight of her collarbone protruding from emaciation, the sword with which he held the sword began to tremble.

Who would have thought that at this time when he should hate her the most, when he should have killed her, his heart would be full of distress.

He is Jiang Kuo, a demon who kills people without blinking an eye in her mind, but he will not be able to kill a person who has committed all kinds of sins against him no matter what.

She looked at him quietly, and there was nothing but calm and gentleness in her eyes.

His hands trembled and trembled...... The metal of the fitting hits the hilt of the sword, making a small ping-pong sound.

She suddenly flew around, Jiang Kuo only felt a light hand, and when he raised his eyes, he saw her standing in the snow a few battles away with her sword in her hand, the sword body was pressed against her neck, and bright red blood droplets rolled down the sword body into the snow like beads.

His heart ached heavily, and he involuntarily stepped forward, his eyes fixed on her.

In the snowflakes flying in the sky, she smiled at him: "Jiang Kuo, you want revenge, you don't need to take any medicine, what kind of exercises you practice, your enemy is me, I will help you take revenge." ”

She took one last look at him, and her hand swiped down heavily.

"No!" Jiang Kuo roared, flew forward, held the sword body with his backhand, and with a brute force, the sword body broke in response, but he was still a step too late, and the blood flowed down her snow-white neck and his scarred palm.

She fell limply into his arms, and suddenly remembered that winter, when she and Lin Yuan had plotted to harm him, and she had fallen into the snake cave, and he had held the blade with one hand, and held her hand with the other, trying to pull her up, and that year, she had pretended to help him block the sword, and he could have dodged it, but he exposed his back to the assassin's sword for fear of her injury......

He was so good to her, how could she know so late? But he never changed his heart to love her, even if he was betrayed by her, calculated by her, and murdered by her...... This eternal love never stops.

The gurgling blood flowed from the neck into the chest, which made the cold body warm for a moment, she saw Jiang Kuo holding her in his arms, his expression was crazy and painful, his mouth was closing and shouting something, but she couldn't hear anything, and felt the vitality leave her body little by little along the blood.

She raised her hand to touch his face, and as soon as he grasped it on his, she felt a drop of his warm tears fall down her face.

This fool said that he wanted to kill her, but he was so sad that she was going to die.

She withdrew her hand and struggled to reach for the blood-soaked wrench from her neck.

"Sanbu ......," she said with difficulty, "give you back ......"

"Don't ...... No...... Kill...... Sister and Linyuan...... Good for you......"

Jiang Kuo no longer listened to her, quickly straightened her up, and transported the true qi of his whole body to her.

"Wide!no!" Ye Fu exclaimed.

Jiang Kuo didn't seem to hear it, although he felt a burst of colic in his body, he still didn't have the slightest sign of wanting to stop, if she died, what was the use of him alive?

Isn't it just to look at her from time to time all these years of surviving?

A trail of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, and he gritted his teeth without hesitation.

"Hanyu!" a crisp female voice sounded.

"Nonsense!" an old male voice sounded.

As these two voices fell, a white figure instantly moved to his side, and before Jiang Kuo could react, he was quickly clicked on the acupuncture points, and the true qi that tried to break through the body instantly returned the same way, lurking in the body.

He turned his head angrily and saw Lin Yuan standing aside, Princess Leng Xiang had already picked up Han Yu, and Doctor Hua had used a piece of white gauze to hold Han Yu's blood-dripping neck tightly.

"Stop the bleeding!" said Dr. Hua.

Leng Xiang quickly snapped a few acupuncture points on Han Yu's body, and Lin Yuan quickly took out the medicinal materials and tools from the box.

Jiang Kuo seemed to see a savior and couldn't wait to crawl over.

Hanyu had passed out, and only the faint twitching of her chest proved that she still had vitality. Her right hand clutched the wrench tightly at his side, and he gripped it tightly, feeling her hand move slightly, and though it was weak, it was clearly shaking him back.

A warm current welled up in his heart, and his nose and throat were so sore that he couldn't speak.

Since she didn't love him and knew that he was going to kill her, shouldn't she kill him first? Why did she bother to commit suicide? Also, why did she return the three parts to him?

"I heard, what are you practicing?"

"I heard, what medicine are you taking?"

"You don't have to take medicine, you don't have to practice, I'll help you get revenge......"

Thunder flashed through my mind!

She didn't want him to practice that skill! She didn't want him to take that medicine!

How did he not know that the medicine was detrimental to life and could not be saved?

Because he didn't want him to practice to take revenge, and he didn't want him to die so quickly, he simply committed suicide to end his thoughts.

So what about the so-called medicine that wanted to kill him?

He crouched down in distraction, looking at her bloody wounds, watching her in his sister's arms and allowing Dr. Hua to treat her wounds.

Those pasts flashed in front of her eyes one by one, she chose to retreat and be depressed after killing him, there was no expression on her face during that time, as if the world was apocalyptic; and that Qixi night, she went to watch the performance of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl alone, and the last one cried while drinking in a small restaurant; the day she found him, she was desperate for madness...... (To be continued.) )