Shu lowered his head and looked at me with complicated eyes. There was a little sweat on his forehead. He was dressed in black straight clothes, dark and mysterious, and the unsheathed Japanese sword in his hand shone with a bloodthirsty cold light.

I looked at him with more eager eyes and put all my hopes in his hands. The blood on my hands was flowing more and more, and the red tracks became shocking.

A trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he nodded lightly.

"Wash, you agree!?" Tears in my eyes were already flowing down from excitement, and my nerves relaxed. Still holding the blade in my hand, I raised my eyes and said softly to Qianyu, "Qianyu, promise me, live well.

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I have lost Tengyi forever, and I don’t want the evil boy who has already occupied an important place in my heart to die prematurely. The cherry blossoms in the Yuan family are already bright enough, and I don’t want Qianyu’s blood to be stained under the tree.

Qianyu looked deeply at Shu's back, then turned to look at me, his eyes full of endearment. He nodded weakly and said, "I promise you, the wound on your hand is already very serious. Go and bandage it quickly."

one time!"

I lowered my head and realized that my hand had become bloody and bloody between the blades. I was too nervous before and didn't feel much, but now I suddenly felt that my finger bones were about to break and there was a sharp pain in my heart.

Shu was already walking ahead and waiting for me. I quickly got up and followed him. After walking a few steps, I didn’t forget to look back at Qianyu. Seeing that he still had a smile as bright as the sun on his face, I felt relieved.

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Shu lowered his head and glanced at the injury on my hand. A trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "I hope I didn't hurt any muscles or bones!"

In fact, the pain was worth it in exchange for Qianyu's life. I showered and smiled gratefully, and continued to grit my teeth and endure it.

Shu gently hugged my shoulders and walked out the door side by side with me. The sword dojo was so quiet that only my footsteps were left, but my heart was finally filled with a touch of happiness, as sweet as honey.

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When I first walked to the door, there was dead silence behind me. My steps stopped and my face instantly turned pale.

An unprecedented sense of loss and panic flashed through my heart.

I quickly turned around, my smile suddenly stiffened. The world seemed to have lost its voice, and my breath seemed to be deprived. The center of the dojo was already filled with red that irritated the eyeballs. Such red made people heartache, make people cry inexplicably, and make people tear apart even more.

Heartbroken.

The air seemed to be frozen, and I shouted with all my strength: "Qianyu!!!"

Qianyu was holding the Japanese sword in his hand at this time, but the blade was inserted into his strong abdomen. The snow-white straight clothes were instantly stained red by a large amount of blood. All of this was going on silently. The process of seppuku and its

It was painful, but he didn't groan.

The moment I turned around, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and his bloodless face turned a terrifying white forehead. Under his delicate and beautiful face, he looked even more monstrous. Blood flowers bloomed all over the ground.

Like a poppy in full bloom, it is beautiful but heartbreaking.

Deathly silence...

I ran to Qianyu's side as hard as I could and quickly held up his shoulders. The wounds on my hands were bleeding tirelessly, mixing with his blood, but I couldn't tell the difference anymore...
Chapter completed!