"Bang bang" A crisp sound came from behind Nangong Yin, "I didn't expect the ruthless K to cry like this for a man." ”

Nangong Yin looked behind

Dressed in a moon-white robe, his cold face still can't hide the intoxicating atmosphere, it is a shocking man, resolute edges and corners, masculine facial features, each with its own merits, patchwork flawlessly, ice blue eyes seem to be surrounded by mist, and there seems to be a thick sadness in it, and the corners of his mouth hook up a mocking smile.

"Well, sad, did you know that he was still reading your name before he died?" Eileen plays with a pistol in her hand.

"Ai Ling, what did you do" Nangong Yin slowly got up and stared at Ai Ling, "Why?"

"Why?" Ai Ling seemed to hear some funny question, "It's not because of you, if it weren't for your Nandian School, you wouldn't have been bombed, Nangong Yin, aren't you scared when you sleep at night, that's 10,000 lives, just because of your negligence, you passed away." ”

"Then why don't you kill me" Nangong Yin looked at Ai Ling in disbelief.

"Do you think I don't want to, I want to kill you in my dreams, and the people who want you to die can fill the entire Z country, but who knows." Ai Ling pointed a gun at the tombstone, "He actually sent you to St. Yolu Island, in this case, I will kill him, I can't kill you, I will kill him, and you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

A touch of madness appeared on Ai Ling's face, "Do you know how he died," Ai Ling took out a gun and skimmed it on the ground, "It's this gun, I lied to him that you escaped, in the Nar Marsh, he actually went, I knew it was so easy and I was fighting him for so long." ”

Nangong Yin looked at the gun, his hands were clenched tightly, his nails were in the flesh, and he didn't know that it hurt.

This gun, Nangong Yin is no stranger, Butterfly Love, her exclusive pistol.

The gun is in the people, and the gun destroys and kills.

After Zhan Chenyi sent her to St. Yolu Island, the gun was gone, Nangong Yin always thought that Zhan Chenyi put it away, but she didn't expect it to be in Ai Ling's hands.

"By the way, you don't know yet, your instructor is your biological father, what it's like to blow up your own father with your own hands."

Nangong Yin instantly looked up at Ai Ling, "Impossible, I've done a paternity test." ”

"I let people change it." A faint voice came from behind Ai Ling, fluttering like a ghost.

A woman, with tears on her face, pale complexion, dressed in white clothes and a hundred flowers on her chest.

This woman is no stranger to Nangong Yin.

Ai Ling, Ai Ling's younger sister.

"Brother, you killed Chenyi?" Ai Ling looked at Ai Ling a little unwanted.

"Yes" Ai Ling looked at his sister, "What's so good about him, don't forget that the school was destroyed by Nangong Yin, and only by killing Zhan Chenyi can she be sad." ”

"It's not. ' Ai Ling seemed to be a little mentally unstable, "Chen Yi is not dead, right, brother, tell me, the school is not Nangong Yin's bombing, and it is not Chen Yi's business." ’

"Who's that?" Nangong Yin walked up to Ai Ling.

"It's me, it's me." Ai Ling seemed to be in a trance, "It's me, I asked Zhou Hongwen to change the track." ”

"Yes, it's me." Ai Ling seemed to be crazy and rushed to Nangong 'Why, it's been 10 years, he still misses you, I'm not reconciled. You are obviously like this, why is he still so infatuated with you, I helped him for ten years, and watched him go to the position of chief. ”

Since Chenyi is dead, then you should die too" Ai Ling took a grenade in her hand.

"Don't." Ai Ling finally reacted and ran towards Ai Ling, but did not catch up.

"Peng"

Nangong Yin felt his body fly upward, and then fell down in an instant.

Nangong Yin looked at the sky, and a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

It turns out that death is like this.

Nangong Yin didn't feel the pain, maybe the pain was too deep, drowning out all the echoes.

Blood poured out of her body, staining the ground red, like a flower blooming on the other side of hell.

She looked at the sky, as if she saw Zhan Chenyi hooking the corners of her mouth and talking stupid.

I'm stupid, so why do you still like me.

A gust of wind blew, and a piece of red-dyed paper floated out of Nangong Yin's hand.

In the air, the paper dances like a light jade butterfly.

Finally, it fell on Zhan Chenyi's tombstone.

Some of the words on it are illegible, but the last horizontal is written;

"If there is an afterlife, I wish I could meet you sooner, I love you, girl."