For every two people who read romance, there is an account that has registered for the network. "Brother Alain, will we meet again in the future?" After listening to Xia Lan's long repetition, Joanna twitched.

"No, it won't." Xia Lan shook her head.

"Why?" Joanna was sad about the other party's ruthlessness.

"Because I'm dying." Xia Lan's tone was calm, as if he was saying another small thing that had nothing to do with him.

"What?" Joanna covered her mouth and widened her eyes.

"Didn't you overhear what the mysterious man said in the carriage just now?" Charland Road.

"I'm ......" said this, Joanna was a little nervous and speechless.

"Haven't you always wanted to know who I am?" Xia Lan said suddenly.

"Brother Alan, are you finally willing to tell who you are?" Joanna said.

"My name is Derrank? Charan. "Charland.

“…… A somewhat familiar name. Joanna frowned and muttered.

"Three years ago, it wasn't just a familiar name." Charland Road. "It's just that people are forgetful, and it's normal not to remember after three years."

"I remember, Brother Alain, you are ......" At this time, Joanna exclaimed in surprise as if she had just woken up from a dream, perhaps because she felt that the voice was too loud, and finally unconsciously lowered her voice. A heretical accomplice wanted across the continent of the Radiant Sanctuary three years ago...... But didn't the proclamation later issued by the Templar say that you are dead? ”

"I should have died, but unfortunately your husband saved me," said Charand.

"......" for a while, Joanna didn't know what to say.

"So I must thank your husband for keeping me alive for a few years, at least, in those years I can finally stop living in bloody intrigue and murder every day." Xia Lan said softly.

"Brother Alain, are you tired?" Joanna asked.

Xia Lan stretched out her slender and powerful hands in front of her and said, "Do you know how many sins these hands are filled with? ”

Perhaps forced by the momentum with which he said this, Joanna subconsciously took a step back and shook her head.

"In these three years, I never imagined that my life would be so uneventful and reassuring." Xia Lan glanced at his hands and slowly retracted them, "Because, my hands are no longer stained with blood." ”

"What if one day your hands could be stained with blood again?" Joanna said.

"Perhaps...... It will get more blood. ”

Xia Lan didn't know why he made this answer, he just had a premonition in the dark, and he just said this premonition truthfully.

What good is the word of a dying man? (To be continued.) )