"Kill me." The sound of the moonless dust like a gossamer came, and Qin Zixin's squatting body stiffened suddenly. She looked straight into his eyes, and there was no emotion in her unfocused pupils.

Yue Wuchen didn't care why the people around him suddenly stopped, he was just used to Zuo Ci coming here to treat his injuries. "You are Zhuge Yan's master, why did you save me? Forget it, why should the dying pursue this? ”

Qin Zixin's heart tightened, and his eyes couldn't see?!

"I found the 364 people buried here one by one. I don't know if I have found the right one, I want them to watch me take revenge, watch me take over the world. Watching me use these hands to give happiness to my heart, but I failed. ”

Yue Wuchen seemed to have opened his own chatterbox.

"Everything is under my control, but Xue Lingjing and Xue Lingxiao's fratricidal tricks made me ignore Cao Duo. Ignoring the power that is more powerful than the army - the common people. Xue Lingjing is more than I will be the emperor, I finally know. ”

"Because of hatred, I buried the ordinary life that belonged to me with my own hands. By the time I came to my senses, it was too late. Zuo Ci, kill me. It was I who cracked the formation of the Loose Valley, and now the Loose Valley is in danger. I deserve to die ten thousand times, maybe ten thousand deaths are not enough......"

"Gouging out your eyes and feet, removing your bones and digging out your heart, you can do whatever you want. My tomb is here. Yue Wuchen tilted his head and smiled.

Qin Zixin looked in the direction of his head, there was a newly dug pit. He was leaning on a wordless stele, and at the top of the stele was an iron chain. He can't forgive himself!

The umbrella in Qin Zixin's hand fell silently, and she stroked Yue Wuchen's cold fingertips. It turned out that his soul had long been imprisoned by these tombstones.

"Dead, where can I find you for revenge?" Qin Zixin held his pale face that was cold to the bone marrow, and tears slipped silently.

Heart? Heart! Yue Wuchen's scattered pupils flashed, and he raised his hand, which was already numb from the cold, to cover Qin Zixin's hand holding his face, and he couldn't feel anything. It's just a dream.

Qin Zixin's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and Yue Wuchen put down the big hands covering her hands, muttering in her mouth, "It's just a dream." The tears that came out of her were swallowed back by the anger in her heart, when had she ever seen such a dead man-like moon without dust?!

"Smack!" The crisp voice echoed in the back garden in the morning, and Yue Wuchen's pale face was more red. He stunned his unfocused eyes and raised his hands in a daze.

"Why don't you jump yourself if you want to die so much? Very good, you can stop by the underworld to ask my father for his guilt, because you have failed to live up to the cheap life he saved with the 364 members of the Prime Minister's Mansion! You die! Die now! Don't call me heart again, are you worthy? Do you deserve it?! ”

As she spoke, tears flowed out uncontrollably, and the more Qin Zixin spoke, the louder and louder she cried, the harder she cried. What kind of rhythm is this, tears are a fart? But TMD can't stop it!

Suddenly, Moon Wuchen hugged Qin Zixin tightly in his arms, and his unfocused eyes were full of panic.

"Xin'er, I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

He didn't know what to do, so he could only hold her tightly. "It's all me, it's all me. Xin'er, what should I do? I can't go back, I can't go back, what should I do? ”