Eleven looked at the envy in Xiao Jiu's eyes, and naturally knew that Xiao Jiu also had her own secret in her heart, maybe she was like herself, and she also had a different past life.

Eleven took Xiao Jiu's hand and said, "Jiu'er, do you remember your past life?

Xiao Jiu took off Eleven's hands, quickly shook his head and waved his hand and said, "Brother, I don't have a past life, I don't know what my previous life was. If I remember, I'll tell you, okay?!"

Eleven listened, and the head of the Chinese general line immediately took Xiao Jiu to wander around the cabin.

Xiao Jiu looked at Eleven with excitement in his eyes, and let him lead him around the house, looking at the smile on his face, Xiao Jiu said a lot of sorry to him in his heart.

I'm sorry, brother, I lied to you. Forgive me.

In fact, who doesn't have their own past life?! He also remembers, but her previous life was so unbearable, so he didn't want to mention it to Eleven.

His past life was the most shameful profession in the world.

In his previous life, he was a killer, and later, he worked hard for his master, why should he work for him, firstly, because he was his own master, and secondly, because he was the person he loved the most!

So, for him, he lurked beside a person to be a beauty, and tried to kill that person, but he didn't want to be discovered by the person he was going to kill.

Then, he gave himself a flattering drug, found someone to ruin his innocence, and then, he was wasted of his internal strength and sold into that kind of snowy night.

He tried to escape, but he was always caught.

Later, the person he liked found him, but he didn't look at him, turned around and left.

I once grabbed the man's clothes~ with tears in my eyes, and asked: 'Why don't you ignore me?' Am I not doing anything wrong?!! Why are you talking, take me away? I don't want to be here anymore, master, can you take me away?!'

That person replied to himself coldly: 'You are no longer clean, and you have no martial arts, no internal strength, you have become a waste person, since you are a waste person, that is, you love your wife as a customer, and I don't need to work hard for a bad chess piece.'

Besides, the man is here to keep an eye on you, so why should I take this risk?!'

Then, with one hand, he knocked off his hand that was holding his sleeve, and then dropped a sentence: 'Since it's not clean, don't touch me!'

So he strode away.

Leave yourself alone and stand still.

It's not clean...

For whom is my body unclean? For whom is I dirty? I do all these things because I love him.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he fell in love with the wrong person and crossed his heart.

In the end, I couldn't stand the **** and committed suicide.

Originally, she endured it, endured it, and refused to commit suicide for him, she thought he would save herself, but she never expected him to be so ruthless.

So, since he doesn't care anymore, what do he still care?!

However, when he plunged the silver dagger in his hand into his chest, he seemed to see him hurriedly fold back.

The moment I closed my eyes and fell to the ground, I seemed to see him nervous, regretful, and angry...

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