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There was a trace of unhappiness just now, and it suddenly turned into a little excitement.

"Zixuan, you wait for me. Li Guangming chased after Zixuan behind, and there were some weapons to be used on his hands and back.

Some of them are Zixuan's own, but Li Guangming just wants to help Zixuan take them.

Zixuan took some of the more important ones and ran in front to gain a little more time.

Winning or losing, in fact, lies in who wins in the face of time.

Li Guangming shouted behind him, Zixuan didn't want to deal with him, but hated him even more because of his shouting.

"Zixuan ......"

"I warn you, don't call me by my name in Zixuan. Zixuan couldn't bear it anymore, so she stopped and came to teach him a lesson.

"If I don't call you Zixuan, then what do you want to call you?" Li Guangming looked at Zixuan very innocently.

"......" Zixuan was about to be.

I wanted to go out to find Chen Yuxuan, but I found that someone had put a knife on my neck.

Later, I found out that the person who was holding the knife and wanted to kill me was a maid.

"Have you forgotten how your son died?" I tried to stall with psychological warfare.

"You don't talk much here. The maid glared at me unfooledly.

"It's all women, so why do you bother women?" I didn't mean to gain sympathy.

"You also know that you are a woman, then you must know that women are persistent in love. The maid reminded: "You can think about it empathically, if today's Yang Qiuwei is Chen Yuxuan, you will definitely be like me." ”

"It's a pity that he is not Yang Qiuwei. I said very confidently: "Moreover, Chen Yuxuan will not be as ruthless as Yang Qiuwei and even kill his own son." ”

"Not really. The maid seemed to be enraged: "He didn't kill his son, he won't kill his own son." ”

"Do zombies and zombies give birth to humans?" I asked rhetorically.

The maid is reflecting.

"You've been deluding yourself all along. I reminded.

The maid was ruthless, and pressed the knife directly on my neck, I was afraid of death, I was afraid that I would say something that would anger her, and I would become a lonely ghost if she didn't pay attention, so I quickly shut up.

Luo Zhichuan and Yang Qiuwei are still fighting.

Chen Yuxuan came to help Luo Zhichuan beat Yang Qiuwei, but the two of them were still at a disadvantage combined.

I'm really worried that Chen Yuxuan is not enough for Yang Qiuwei to fight.

"Don't fight. "I lifted the butterfly knife high and put it around my neck.

I used to want to die, and I thought about many ways to die.

I'm afraid of the cold and choking when I jump into the sea. I'm afraid of hanging. committed suicide with gas and charcoal, and felt that it was uncomfortable to breathe, but he didn't die.

Only today, I am not afraid of death.

The only regret is that I don't know if Chen Yuxuan will remember me in the future.

"Don't. Yang Qiuwei immediately stopped.

"Ruobing......" Chen Yuxuan was also terrified.

"If you don't want me to die like this, then bite me. I looked at Yang Qiuwei, tears streaming down the corners of my eyes.

"Why do you still want to force me like this?" Yang Qiuwei was very painful.

"Because you still don't believe me. "I felt like my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

I can't open my eyes.

"Ruobing, you can't die...... Don't die. ”

There was a cry in my ears, and I didn't know whether it was Yang Qiuwei's voice or Chen Yuxuan's voice.

Chen Yuxuan snatched me from Yang Qiuwei's body.

"Get out of here. Yang Qiuwei said angrily: "She is my daughter, and none of you can take her away." ”

"She's not going to go with you. "Chen Yuxuan protected me.

"She has been tortured like this by you, how do you want to torture her before you are willing?" Chen Yuxuan's tears dripped down my face.

I tried to open my eyes, and I could already feel that my limbs were starting to get colder.

The fingernails began to turn purple-black and purple-black, and there was no blood.

"Ruobing, it's okay, you'll be fine. ”

Chen Yuxuan's gentle voice still carried his exclusive domineering.

I held his hand tightly, and it was very difficult to speak, almost word by word, and I couldn't say it anymore.

"I don't want to be alone, alone and buried in the soil......"

I was afraid, I couldn't say the rest of the words, and I had no strength at all.

"Zixuan, you came just in time, help me. "Chen Yuxuan took me out of the Dragon Gate Inn.

"Please, save Ruobing. ”

This voice seems to be the second sister's pretentiousness.

How did she end up here?

I couldn't open my eyes, but I could hear them.

"Can you bear to watch Ruo Bing die like this?" Jiao Ruo's voice sounded again.

"No, I can't. Chen Yuxuan refused.

"Although I don't want to see you do this, I still want you to save Xiao Man......" Zixuan's tears also flowed.

"Don't, Sixth Brother, don't do this. "I want to say to Chen Yuxuan, tell him not to bite me.

Once he opens his mouth to bite me, he will never go back.

"Please......"

"Please, save Ruobing......"

Don't, Sixth Brother, don't.

"No......" Chen Yuxuan wanted to refuse, but he hesitated.

Yang Qiuwei caught up again.

I seem to have dodged a cut.

I don't know what happened after that.

By the time I realized it, it was very dark.

There seems to be no end to this blackness, I have waited for a long time, and it is still as black as ever.

After I screamed, no one answered me.

In hindsight, I realized that my eyes were open.

Now, where is this?

I tried to stand up, and as soon as I got up, I realized that something was on top of my head and was bounced back.

"Where is this?"

My hands can touch the left and right sides, slippery and icy.

Coupled with the fact that the place I was was the size of a bed, I realized - this was a coffin?

I don't want to, I don't want to be bitten to death by those bugs in this dark underground......

No, didn't I kill myself with a butterfly throwing knife?

Why haven't I died?

This is underground, inside the coffin...... I don't want it.

Strangely, there seemed to be a ray of light coming through the coffin.

It was like daytime, and when the light was gone, I found that I had waited for a night before the light began to come in.

It's been a week since the light came in and the light went down.

I just lay quietly like this, and I didn't feel hungry.

"Is there anyone?"

During the day, I started patting the underside of the coffin in an attempt to call for someone to save me.

It's a pity that I called for a long time, and during the day, no one came.

"Help, is there anyone?

Suddenly, I felt like this had happened.

There is an indescribable feeling of confusion that lingers around me, and it is getting stronger and stronger......