"You don't pretend to be like it, but I'm curious, what do you want to play and show in front of me, loyalty?" Fan Chen let go of the hand that had been touched countless times by Yachi, his cold tone did not hide his disgust for this matter at all, about Xi Yao and Yachi, even if he was dead, he could not forgive.

In any case, Xi Yao never thought that she had betrayed Fan Chen, if this was considered loyalty, why did she think he was humiliating her?

"If you like it, admit it, what can I do to you?" Fan Chen smiled helplessly, if he punished and tortured her, he would not be happy at the same time as she suffered, and if he killed her, then he would be lonely for the rest of his life.

"I didn't like Yachi. Xi Yao was guilty and moved by Yachi.

"Like his blood, is it also fake?"

"I ......" Xi Yao is not obsessed with Yachi's blood, but she has a deep origin, and it seems that she can't cut it off with a knife or veto it with a word.

"Hehe, in that case, let all his blood flow into your throat and fill your empty body," Fan Chen's cold eyes were anger and disgust, mockery and contempt, "When others are gone, blood can be the same, you see what stupid things you have done, and you have wasted a piece of my mind in vain." ”

"You've always envisioned me that?"

"The memory you lost is my unbearable history. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Because of your filthy heart and behavior, you single-handedly created that cowardly and incompetent me. ”

At this moment, Xi Yao didn't understand, Fan Chen would also be cowardly and incompetent? He even admitted to himself that he was so unbearable, this is a very rare thing, why is this?

What do you mean by "dirty hearts and manners?"

"A woman in the twilight. Fan Chen said with a smile, but it seemed to be mocking himself at the beginning, he could have killed Ya Chi, but because Xi Yao blocked and pleaded again and again, he actually agreed to her by mistake, does this count as his connivance with them?

"Fan Chen, what was I like at that time?" Xi Yao felt that there must be a misunderstanding in it, and she couldn't go all day and night.

"Today is your time of death, and since you are doing everything possible to retrieve that memory, then I will satisfy you. Fan Chen raised his left hand as he spoke, pulled away his memory, and pulled out what he thought was the most disgusting picture, which was the memory fragment he extracted from Xi Yao's dream, which had always made him linger, but at that time, he kept forbearance and forgave her again and again.

It's all the memories shared by Xi Yao and Yachi, and it has nothing to do with him and dust, and in all the pictures, there is no shadow of him in the dust. Because he doesn't want to add himself to it.

Xi Yao and Ya Chi, whether it is in Ya Chi's Xilan Palace, or in his dusty Minde Mansion, they are so arrogant and unsightly, they kiss again and again, physically touch, suck blood, is this still simple and ambiguous? This is clearly her Xi Yao cheating, but she still keeps saying that she only loves him and Fan Chen.

Xi Yao covered her mouth in disbelief, as if this woman was not herself at all.

Fan Chen was so shocked to see Xi Yao, if he hadn't known earlier, maybe he would have seen from her innocent face that someone had framed her, these were not true.

"You say, does he deserve to die?" Fan Chen felt that Ya Chi had been killed by him thousands of times, but he couldn't erase the shadow in his heart, he was actually given a green hat by a low-quality vampire, and appeared in front of him again and again so arrogantly, but he didn't kill him because of a woman.

"You say, do you deserve to die, you woman who is in the middle of nowhere, huh?" Fan Chen asked coldly. He was disgusted with himself at the beginning, his useless character, all his concentration was condensed on an unfaithful woman, what a shameful thing, what an unbearable history!

He was now tearing his scar and showing it to the woman, so that she could see clearly what kind of person she was.

That's why he feels that the emotion of love is superfluous, a garbage that drags him back, and a fetter who is despicable.

Gentleness, what is gentleness, where does he need this kind of?!

In those years, he spoiled her to the sky, so now, let her fall to pieces.

"Dusty ......"

"You really should live rather than die, but I'm too lazy to torture you," Fan Chen said disdainfully, his voice a little tired and tired, "Even if I can't touch a woman for the rest of my life, I don't care, you die, I'm so annoyed." ”

"Fan Chen, is there any misunderstanding here?" Xi Yao asked crying, she was not sitting in the coffin, but half-kneeling inside, she reached out to hold Fan Chen's hand, she still didn't believe it, she didn't believe that she would betray him.

"It's incomplete, it's incomplete, isn't it? It must have been taken out of context...... Dust, isn't that the case...... Certainly not like that...... There must be a reason...... "Xi Yao cried breathlessly.

"There's a reason why you can do it?"

"No, I didn't mean that, I knew I wasn't right, but I don't know why this happened......" Xi Yao knew that thousands of years ago, just because her body was looked at by other men, he had been unable to forgive her, and even tortured and punished her again and again, and now she has done so many things behind his back, she knows that he will not forgive her, but she is unwilling and unwilling to believe it.

"What, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death......"

"He's all dead, you go down to accompany him, isn't it?"

"Fanchen, I don't love him, I really don't love him, I don't know why those things happened. Xi Yao shook her head, even if she couldn't remember everything, but she was sure that she was definitely not a woman who stepped on two boats.

Xi Yao believes that if these accidents can be avoided, she will definitely avoid them. She seemed to remember something, when she went to the Xilan Temple, when she went to pay off the debt, Ya Chi kissed her, but when she realized it, it had already happened.

But Xi Yao didn't want to put the blame on the dead Ya Chi, even if it was Ya Chi's fault, Xi Yao didn't want to shirk the responsibility, after all, she didn't prevent such an accident from happening, she was responsible, and she deserved to be punished.

Fan Chen saw Xi Yao pause suddenly and asked, "What, did you think of something else?"

Xi Yao raised her head again, looking at those blue eyes so cold, she no longer cried, but thought for a long time, she stared at him for a long time.

Fan Chen didn't know what Xi Yao wanted to do, obviously she didn't have the right and opportunity to choose to do it, so he allowed her to make a final confession before she died.

"Can I ask you something?" Xi Yao's voice was soft and cautious.

"Tell me about it. ”

Xi Yao knew that today was her death period, Fan Chen would not let her go, and she didn't want to run away. She lowered her head and said, "Before I die, help me dig out my heart, I want to take one last look, because I am unwilling." ”

"See what?"

"Said the mullions, I am a werewolf. He said that werewolves only love one person in their lives, so I am unwilling, I don't believe that I will fall in love with two people at the same time," Xi Yao's fingers were on Fan Chen's palm, imagining that after a while, her heart would appear in the palm of his hand, "Styx said, if the werewolf's heart is black, it means that it is against the nature of the werewolf and is regarded as disloyal, although such a thing has never happened, but if it happens to me, I want to see how black and dirty my heart is. ”

"I don't want to. Fan Chen shook off Xi Yao's hand and vetoed it.

"Why?" Xi Yao didn't think that her request was too much, shouldn't it be a gesture for him?

Fan Chen was unwilling. In fact, he was afraid to see Xi Yao's heart, if that heart was not black, how would he face the fact that she was dead?

He was angry maybe not Xi Yao's betrayal from the heart, he was angry that she didn't take good care of her body, angry that she was useless, and couldn't avoid those accidents. He didn't know how much she cared about him, in Xi Yao's words, she loved him deeply, and he couldn't deny this fact.

No one's secret can be hidden, can it?

"Do you like this coffin, as a corpse, does it fit?" said Fan Chen, who suddenly spoke, and there was no emotion on his calm face.

Xi Yao recalled Ling Shan's words and said that it was a coffin tailored for her.

"It doesn't fit. Xi Yao said sadly. She sat down again, straightened her legs, and looked at her toes, which could not reach the edges, her feet were still a large gap from the bottom of the coffin, and she spread one arm.

He had to reject her in the end, and he didn't want to take out a heart, he was really cold-blooded and ruthless. She sighed, endured her grievances, tried her best to behave normally, and said, "Before giving someone a gift, can you use a little heart? ”

Although Xi Yao said this, when she looked at him, she seemed to ask her, would he bury her with his own hands, and if she made such a request to him, would he refuse in cold blood?

The last gift, the gift before death, he was so casual, because he never took her too seriously? He always relied on his emotions and pleasures, selfish, tyrannical, domineering and dictatorial, he could die for her when he liked her, and he wished that she would be broken into pieces when he hated her.

Fan Chen seemed to be looking forward to Xi Yao's answer, looking forward to whether she was satisfied with the gift he had carefully prepared, and whether she was ready to die.

"But I think it's going to fit. Fan Chen said and stepped into the coffin, turned around, put one hand on Xi Yao's shoulder, and when he took her body and lay down together, the coffin lid that was resting on the side was rolled up by a blue air current, and it closed with a "click", which was airtight, and the vision instantly became dark.

"Huh?" Xi Yao turned her head sideways, although it was very dark, she still stubbornly looked at the young man beside her, imagining his appearance, she was very confused, confused, and didn't know what he was going to do.