Chapter 1452: The Hardest Armor, The Sharpest Sword

A silent thrust, blood pouring in, stained John's white armor red.

John's pupils dilated, and he looked down, his tone mixed with pain that he didn't believe: "Sophie...... Ya? ”

Poof.

Sophia held the dagger and pulled it gently, cutting the internal organs, and the blood flowed profusely, hastening John's death.

She leaned close to John's ear with a brisk smile: "It's so stupid, how can it be safe and fast to kill you when you kill others?" ”

Blood spilled from John's throat, blocking all of his deathbed words.

He leaned back, looked at the closed gap above his head, listened to the cries of battle in his ears, and in a trance, he returned to the time before departure.

- John, we are your parents, and I refuse you to send you to death.

- Father, Sophia is going, and I must protect her!

- But you're going to die! We can't afford to lose you!

- Mother, believe me, give me the hardest armor, the sharpest sword, and I will protect Sophia in triumph! I swear in the spirit of a knight!

The moment he fell to the ground, John finally understood: no matter how sharp the sword is, it cannot cut the sinister heart of the human heart; No matter how hard the armor is, it can't resist the hypocrisy of the person you love.

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John's body turned to smoke, and the sign of "50 points" fell into Sophia's hands.

At the time of the update of the rankings, the first place is Yin Wushuang, the second place is Anthony, and the third place is Sophia! 60 points!

"John, why are you doing this! Why are you holding my hand to kill yourself? Even if you don't want to die, you shouldn't kill yourself like this! I love you, please come back! I can't leave you! ”

Sophia cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Aria hurried over and helped Sophia up.

Sophia hugged Sophia's neck and cried into tears: "It's my fault!" Iriath, it's my fault! If it weren't for my efforts to resurrect your sister, John wouldn't have come with me! If I hadn't been so soft-hearted, John wouldn't have done this, he wouldn't have committed suicide like that! My bad! I'm damned! ”

Just as Sophia hugged Ariath, a thief-eyed warrior quietly approached Ariath's back and clenched the sword in his hand.

"Sophia, don't do this! I know you're sad, but John loves you so much that that's why you're like this! ”

"No, it's my fault, it's all my fault." Sophia hugged Arya as she took out the anesthetic and injected it into Arya.

"It's not your fault, it's not you-" Aria reassured, she could feel someone sneaking up behind her, trying to turn around, halfway through, stiff.

The sneak assailant stabbed her in the back of the heart with a sword! Crisp and clean!

Out of the corner of Aria's eye, you can see the needle that Sophia has not completely taken away, and the hideous curvature of the corner of her lips.

Straight to the heart, Aria died quickly, and 30 points fell to the sneak attacker, who rose in the rankings to a total of 60 points.

"Sister Iria! How dare you sneak up on Sister Iria! She is the princess of the Northern League! Sophia yelled at the top of her voice, losing two close relatives in quick succession, and she was crazy.

Hearing the news of Arria's death, Luis was shocked and was about to slaughter the murderer, but Sophia used all her strength to kill the murderer.

60 points, in the hands of Sophia, Sophia has a total of 120 points, firmly in third place.

These changes came too quickly, and after Sophia finished killing, she was stunned, and tears kept flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Even the rest of them stopped what they were doing, and looked at Sophia's eyes, full of pity.

What a poor girl, this must be the most tragic love, and the most painful friendship.