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Chapter 166: Pain

The soul collided and swore that she would never be separated, and the pain of being torn apart when the soul was glued together was already tormented when she left him for the first time, but what was even more painful was that she was lost and regained, she finally put it together, and the feeling of being torn apart again was maddening.

She curled the corners of her mouth dejectedly, staring at the coin with empty eyes, and it came out again, and it was submerged again, and the countless wounds on her wrists were all concocted in the same way.

It was knocked away with a thud, and a person came in.

It's Dolores.

Dolores opened the door and found that the whole bed was rubbed with dry or fresh blood and even traces of red wine, as well as her scarred left arm, and in the deepest wound there was even a coin that was half submerged in the flesh, and there were pinch marks and bite marks on her left arm, and she was furious, and she was hurting herself again, this time it could be called masochism.

As if he hadn't seen her come in, Moro mechanically filed a coin file against her already scarred wrist.

"Barnett heard Ethan say you locked yourself in the house, what the hell are you doing!"

"It hurts."

Dolores took the right hand that opened her left arm and snatched the thing from her hand, but it was a coin, "How can you not hurt when you make it like this, you didn't just get hurt, Master Eliad didn't punish you, why torture yourself?" ”

"These injuries don't hurt, they don't hurt at all, I don't feel them at all...... Why...... It doesn't hurt at all. She took Dolores' hand and put it on her heart, and raised her godless eyes, as if to see Dolores through, "It hurts here......"

"It hurts more than all these wounds combined."

It hurts ten thousand times more than the whip she has ever received, and the torture she has received in the blood prison.

"What the hell is going on?" Dolores saw that the fire had subsided for the most part, and she took her scarred left arm with a lot of distress, and looked at those horrible wounds that showed not even the slightest sign of healing, which showed how weak her body had become, and there was no extra blood power to support the healing of these wounds that were not even silver.

She was like a walking corpse, her aqua blue eyes lacked a hint of brilliance, as if something had sucked her soul, only her voice hoarse to let people know that she was still a living person and not a corpse.

"You said that a person who was pushed out by me three times every time I retreated, and he won't forgive me anymore...... No one has that much patience...... Again and again forgive me for offending ...... His bottom line. ”

It took Dolores a long time to understand her staccato words, his eyes full of shock. "You're really in love with someone else...... Who the hell is that person......"

"I'm in love with the least person I should have fallen in love with, Doti...... Guess hahaha...... Who is that person? You can't guess. ”

She shrieked, laughing so harshly that her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and her whole body was almost crazy.

Dolores had never seen Morrow's horrible expression, not even the despair in her bloody eyes when she had been beaten by Eliade.

"How ridiculous am I, how much I don't believe that there will be anything in the world that lasts forever, believing in human legends? , it's all a lie...... Hahahaha, am I too ridiculous, or am I too lowly, I can't stop falling again and again, I forget everything when I see him, I forget who I am, I'm Moro Ales, I'm the Prince of Tsmisi, what the hell am I delusional......"