Final Chapter

"Come, bring them out."

The Zuo family and a group of Gong family members were brought out.

Gong Changjue looked at Zuo,

"Mother!"

"Yuan Ling!"

Zuo said coldly,

"Leave us alone!"

Yang Sheng looked at Gong Changjue with a smile, his eyes were almost crazy,

"Changjue, you say, is it okay for you to die with me?"

"Otherwise, they will die with me."

A line of blood flowed from the corner of Zuo's mouth.

She looked at the palace chief coldly,

"No matter what time it is, the Gong family will not bow their heads."

"You will, together with your father, hold on to ......"

She couldn't stand and fell to her knees.

Gong Yuanling fell and hit the pillar, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. It ran across her chin and dripped into her white collar.

She looked at the palace chief and smiled,

"Eldest Sister......

The palace chief saw more than a dozen family members fall down one after another.

She hugged Zuo's corpse, her eyes were blood-red, and she called out heartbreakingly,

"Mother!"

"Sister!"

Zuo used his last strength to hold Gong Changjue's hand,

"Stay alive ......"

"Long Recipe ......"

Tears rolled down her eyes and fell into the cuffs of Gong Changjue.

Zuo's snort stopped.

Gong Changjue's back, which had always been straight, bent abruptly.

She was cold and sat among the corpses of a dozen of her loved ones.

In her previous life, she didn't see the Gong family beheaded, but in this life, she was obviously capable of saving her, but she watched her loved ones die in front of her eyes!

Her breathing slowed, and she gently placed Zuo on the pillar, leaning against Gong Yuanling's head.

She lifted the sword that Shaofu had left behind.

Step by step, the wedding dress snadied, and the lifelike phoenix swayed with her steps.

Yang Sheng was waiting for her there, looking at her with a smile, just like the young man when he first met, dressed in white, spotless, his voice sounded slowly,

"Changjue, I am happy to die at your hands———"

Before the words fell, Gong Changjue's sword had slammed into his heart.

He had expected it, but he was not very surprised, and there was even a smile on his lips.

"Long Jue, I'm ...... Rejoicing ......"

She drew her sword, and blood gushed out, splashing her.

The blood-red wedding dress was dyed with real blood, so bewitching that it was like the red dress she wore when she jumped off the cliff in her previous life.

Originally... It turned out that she was dressed in red, and she was destined to be a catastrophe.

The last time she wore red clothes in her last life, she committed suicide by jumping off a cliff and beheading all over the house.

In this life, it turned out that she was also going to die in red.

I will die in this blood-stained red garment.

It turns out that everything is already predestined, no matter how many times she repeats herself, whether it is reality or dreams, she is destined to have no good ending.

She suddenly smiled bitterly, and hot tears kept falling from her eyes.

Furious, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was sprinkled on the gilded gold paper, shocking.

Chu Ranxuan stepped into the hall with his sword in his hand, and saw the palace chief jue rolling down the steps.

The wedding dress was covered with blood, and even the steps were stained red.

Chu Ranxuan exclaimed,

"Long trick!"

He rushed forward and hugged the palace chief.

The palace chief was covered with blood, and his eyes were hazy with tears,

"You see, you say you want me to stay away from you, and you always ...... Or do you have my ...... in your heart?"

"I ...... I ......"

Her hand touched his face,

"Ran Yu, I have loved you for two lifetimes, and there is no good end in one life, between us, it is probably destined to be always."