"I don't think I'm wrong, too." Yi Xueling took his words and said: "Ning Xiang, you are a very good man, if I don't have those national enemies and family hatred in my body, I believe I will definitely fall in love with you, and I will definitely not live up to your deep affection for me." ”

Ning Qianmo pursed his lips slightly, his eyes closed again, the "national hatred, love and hate" in Yi Xueling's words was just a reminder to him, he naturally thought through the things in between, but at this time, he still felt that he owed Yi Xueling a lot.

At this moment, he felt that he was carrying too much weight on his body, and he even felt that he could not bear that heavy burden at all, and those who died for him were bleeding at this time, and his back could no longer bear that weight.

In the fog, he seemed to hear the sound of his own bones breaking.

In fact, he didn't have any weight on him at this time.

If it was in the past, Jiang Liancheng would have persuaded a few words, but what would be the outcome of this time, Jiang Liancheng could understand even if he was simple, he couldn't persuade at all, and he couldn't persuade at all.

He also seemed to be able to feel the pain and pain on Ning Qianmo's body at this time, and he unconsciously gently held Ning Qianmo's hand on the arm of the chair, trying to relieve him of some pressure.

Ning Qianmo asked softly, "Xue Ling, don't you have any sincerity towards me?" ”

Yi Xueling turned her head to look at Ning Qianmo, she knew very well in her heart that this was most likely the last time she looked at Ning Qianmo, so she looked very carefully, and her gentle gaze gently swept over his nose, his eyes, the bridge of his nose, his lips, and his thin and thin body.

It took a long time for her to take her eyes back, and then she said unhurriedly: "Really? Do you think someone like me can still have sincerity? ”

Her rhetorical question also made Ning Qianmo ask himself like this, he thought that he was sincere to Lan Tianting, but in Lan Tiantian's eyes, how much was it sincere? I'm more afraid of just using it.

He whispered, "But I'm sincere to you. ”

This sentence was very light, but it was tantamount to heaven in Yi Xueling's ears, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose slightly, and there was a touch of gentleness in her eyes that were originally full of anger, and she smiled lightly: "This is really funny, I wasted Ning Xiang's sincerity in vain, I did such a thing, and I will not be able to see Ning Xiang again in the future." ”

For her, even if she knew that Ning Qianmo's words were just reassuring to her, but for her, it was enough.

Before she died, she could hear him say this, and death became very romantic, and there was nothing more terrible.

The corners of Ning Qianmo's eyes lowered slightly, and he only felt that his heart was very blocked.

When Jing Ye heard Ning Qianmo's words, he knew that at that moment Ning Qianmo had finally made preparations, he let out a long sigh in his heart, but said with a cold smile: "I really didn't expect Ning Xiang to be an amorous person, Miss Yi's vision is good, Ning Xiang's vision is also good, if Miss Yi didn't do anything wrong, you are also a pair of extremely right people." It's a pity! ”

When he said the last three words, his voice was low, revealing a very strong mockery.

Ning Qianmo only felt a boom in his ears at this time, and the surrounding scenery had become a void for him.

He stood there stunned, his eyes no longer colored, and his body shook before he fainted in his chair.