"Why don't you hide away?" Murong Piaoxue looked at everything in front of her with surprise in her eyes.

Everything around him became silent, and a strong smell of blood spread in the air...

Her sharp sword pierced his entire back.

The blood flowed along the sword, dyeing her fingers and palms red. The blood seemed to be warm, and it belonged to him. She was so surprised that she let go of her hand...

"Bang." Long Chenyan knelt heavily on the ground.[

Blood streaks flowed down his beautifully curved thin lips, but he smiled, looking up at her tenderly, "At that time, I was outside and the journey was far away. I had no time to save you, and you suffered the pain of being burned."

...Baby, I will pay you back what I owe you... If death can bring you back, then please help me!"

He held the sword in his hand and pulled it out with force, blood staining the plain white world.

At the beginning, he had already felt that she was in danger, but it was because the journey was too long. When he rushed back, it was too late...

He finally wanted to understand why his heart was so excited when he was studying the map to attack Feng Wu that day. Just the thought of being able to trample the entire Feng Wu under his feet and destroy everything in the Feng Wu royal family, his heart was so excited.

So excited.

It turns out that the person he most wanted to kill was Feng Xiru!

No words of deep hatred can describe the hatred in his heart.

Murong Piaoxue lowered her head in a daze, and the crystal tears slid down her pink cheeks, dripping with his blood on the ground and merging together.

"No...it was you who gave the order. I clearly heard your voice..." He couldn't even think of lying to her. He was the one who lost her memory, not her. She would never forget, not forget that kind of pain.

betray!

Murong Piaoxue shook her head vigorously, with disbelief on her face, and stepped back step by step.

Ancestor and others were watching this scene silently without saying a word.

Long Chenyan raised his head with laughter and tears, but he was not looking at Murong Piaoxue, but at Ziye Jiangli, "Don't Ziye Jiangli know the truth best?" His lips slowly turned blue.

Midnight Jiang Li?

Murong Piaoxue's watery eyes looked at Ziye Jiangli who was standing aside, with disbelief in her eyes, "Ziye, tell me..."

"Xue..." Ziye Jiangli closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Do you still remember when I mentioned Long Chenyan in the Black Realm..." It was she who didn't let him finish his words, and he also thought that they would all be together in this life.

There will be no more intersections.

It's not as good as God, but Long Chenyan appears at such a critical moment. Everything seems to be God's will.

Murong Piaoxue fell into memory. Yes, what Jiang Li wanted to say at midnight... was that he stopped it. Who can blame him?

"So, what is the truth?" Her voice was soft and faint, but urgent and firm.

There was pain in Jiang Li's eyes at midnight, "Xue, didn't you say that the right and wrong of the past must be let go?"

Is the truth so important? Or will she turn around and throw herself into Long Chenyan's arms when she knows that it was all just Feng Xiru's plan and that Long Chenyan was not present at the time? [

"Tell me!" Murong Piaoxue roared angrily. She didn't want this... she didn't want this...
Chapter completed!