"nineteen……"

"I like this child." Nineteen raised his eyes and glanced at the boy who was up to his waist. "If you don't want to die, just follow me."

If you don't want to die, just follow me.

If you don’t want to die, you have to follow him! The boy looked at the corpse on the ground and closed his eyes. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and as if he had decided something, he shouted loudly and forcefully at Nineteen.

He said with a childlike voice: "I don't want to die!"

"If you don't want to die, will you follow me?"

"I...I do!"

"Then come with me." Nineteen raised a warm smile, and the crimson figure was already walking forward.

Bai Wangchuan followed Nineteen, and there was a little guy beside him. He was covered in blood, and there was no trace of the color of his skin.

However, after killing Murong Hai, he had to erase his memory!

As if aware of Bai Wangchuan's thoughts, the boy raised his head slightly and glanced at Bai Wangchuan, then lowered his head without saying a word.

The pear blossoms in front lead the way for Nineteen and others.

At this corner, Xue Qian was leaning on a pillar and turned his head towards them. When he saw Nineteen, he said to Nineteen respectfully: "Confirmed to be dead."

"It seems that there are only the last two targets left..."

The rest of the people had died under their swords, except for the children from the Murong family around Bai Wangchuan.

The slender clouds rendered black in the sky brushed against the red moon, emitting a strange light. Fatty stood under the moonlight, her vision blurred for a while, and she whispered: "Blood-stained... the moon..."

"What's wrong..." De stood behind Chubby, looking at her bright eyes looking at the moon.

Yue Yanye stepped forward, took hold of her plump arm, and pulled her into his arms. His palms with distinct knuckles covered her eyes. He looked at the red moon indifferently, and his lips pursed into an indifferent line.

of arc.

At this moment, some fragmentary pictures flashed through Fatty's mind quickly.

Yue Yanye's fingers were cold, and Fatty Dudu instantly came back to her senses. She shook off Yue Yanye's palm that was placed on her eyes, and asked in a semi-cold tone: "Yue Yanye, what on earth are you doing?"

who?"

"..." Yue Yanye saw a strange emotion in her plump eyes, and he silently let go of her hand, "Putty, who do you think I am?"

"Or...?" Yue Yanye's white robe fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were full of mellow posture.

"...I'm just...I'm sorry." You shouldn't question him like this, you shouldn't disbelieve him so much.

But how can you explain him who appears in your mind? Yue Yanye, you are a mystery, I don’t understand you... really, I don’t understand you! A man who is like an immortal, an intoxicating figure

Gorgeous young man.

Yue Yanye, why haven’t I guessed your identity until now? Prince? Is it just the title Prince?

"I don't need to be sorry." He turned around, his back to Fatty, his slender body looked lonely in the moonlight. He stood not far behind Yue Yanye, his face expressionless.

"..." Fatty suddenly felt guilty, but it was hard to say anything. He followed Yue Yanye silently until he left the wine shop on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!