There was only ruthless indifference in Locke's tone. He didn't pity him. Ye Feihan brought this upon himself.

If he were in Germany, he would still have his kingdom. But he didn't know how to give up. He struggled until today. If they didn't really want to know him, they wouldn't want to contact the army, team and Rosen to treat him.

Fight with understanding...

Unfortunately, he did not die in the hands of any of them in the end, but in the hands of Xiao Jue.

Fifteen years ago, starting from Xiao Jue, maybe it should end with her. Is this fate?

"Did she...say...what...? Huh?" His pupils were clearly starting to blur, but he still kept staring at Locke and asked this sentence with difficulty.

Locke paused, perhaps sympathizing with his stubbornness, but he still said, "She said you can't be killed."

It's a pity that they didn't kill him, but he still died.

"Can't... kill?" He curled his lips miserably. Is it just that he can't kill? Is it just these three words? It's just that... he can't kill!!?

"Heh...hehe...hehehe..." Ye Feihan couldn't help laughing, a sad and bitter smile, because his movement soon affected the injuries on his body.

After a few seconds, his smile froze on that handsome and extraordinary face, and it remained unchanged. Only a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, ticking on the floor, making a small splash of water.

"He's dead." Jack breathed a sigh of relief. This man who once controlled his life had almost become his pawn, so his mood was also very complicated.

The same goes for Anthony and Locke. Which of them has never served under him?

They admitted that he was really talented and capable, but everything in his life seemed to have only one purpose, which was to lay one conspiracy and trap after another for Qian Xiaojiu, just to keep her.

...And they are all just pawns.

It's just his scheming, and after all, her heart doesn't belong to him.

And he will never die with his eyes in peace.

Such an ending is too tragic, too sad, and too desolate, but it is just right.

What you sow will be what you reap.

Jack gently closed Ye Feihan's eyes. The death of this generation of heroes was so miserable...

But it is the expectation in each of their hearts.

Outside the window, the sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds were thick, as if heavy rain was about to hit.

Qian Xiaojiu, who was sitting on the beach, endured every inch of heartache, covered her heart, and groaned in pain.

He Lianqing anxiously laid her flat on the beach blanket, and was about to get up to get her some water, but Qian Xiaojiu grabbed his hand, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and asked, "Ah Qing, don't you?"

Leave me..."

"Okay, I won't leave!" He gently held her hands, and then lay down next to her. Even though there was a beach next to him, he lay down, and then he took her hard into his arms, so that she could

Feel better.

"Ah Qing, is he dead?" she asked.

He froze. Liu Yang had just come up and said that Ye Feihan and Qian Xiaojue... were both dead.

They hugged each other, dead, covered in blood.

But how did he answer her? She said she couldn't kill him. Although he didn't die in their hands, he still died. Did she not want him to die?
Chapter completed!