"Uncle said that as long as I come to you with this dagger, you will agree to whatever request I make. Do you still remember?"
"Also...remember."
Yes, he made the promise and he remembered it very clearly.
Xiao Qiluo suddenly bent her knees and fell to the ground. This kneeling was extremely solemn and heavier than a mountain.
"Qiluo..." Liusu stood up quickly, wondering what her daughter was doing.
Xiao Qiluo glanced at Liusu, then looked at Zhu Minglie again.
Kneeling on the ground, crying and saying——
"Uncle, I beg you, please let go of my mother's hand. Don't like my mother anymore. Don't like her anymore... If you like her, it hurts you and she hurts... I don't want to see you in pain.
I don’t want to see you unhappy, I want...I want you all to be happy..."
Zhu Minglie was stunned when he heard this. He held Liusu's hand and suddenly let go——
Tassel's hand dropped...
She was stunned. Her daughter took out the dagger and made such a request to Zhu Minglie?
She has never mentioned the relationship between adults to her, but...
She... got it...
Zhuye Hitomi was also stunned.
All of a sudden, everyone on the scene froze.
I could only hear Qiluo's crying, which tore people's hearts apart.
"Qiluo, you...what do you want from uncle..."
Zhu Minglie gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice hoarse. He felt like a knife was lying across his throat, and a mouthful of blood was about to spit out.
Xiao Qiluo raised her head and looked at Zhu Minglie with tears in her eyes——
"Uncle... don't like my mother anymore, okay? Qiluo promises you that she will accompany you. Qiluo is willing to stay with uncle for the rest of her life. She will not go anywhere and will not let uncle be alone..."
Xiao Qiluo's words made everyone present shed tears.
But Liusu's tears have long been defeated.
Zhu Yetong slowly walked towards Liusu and Zhu Minglie. Every step he took was very heavy.
After hearing these words, Zhu Minglie slumped and took two steps back. His robe floated into the air to form a desperate and sad arc——
He smiled, making his eyes sore and his heart aching——
"Hahaha... I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that the day I gave you the dagger, you would use it to ask me to give up the most precious thing in my life, Xiao Qiluo. You are so cruel to my uncle."
"Uncle... I'm sorry..."
Xiao Qiluo burst into tears. She knew that her uncle's heart must be hurting so much now.
Because she also felt so much pain, not only in her heart, but in every part of her body, as if she was about to die.
And everyone was watching Zhu Minglie, waiting for him to see if he would fulfill the promise he made to Xiao Qiluo.
The wind blew by, and his white hair flew wildly, making his cold and hard figure look so lonely and lonely——
Liusu looked at him, holding the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands...
She was extremely helpless, why did the wheel of fate drag them into such a whirlpool, and everyone was seriously injured.
God, when will you stop?
…
Zhu Minglie lowered his head, and Xiao Qiluo looked at him as brightly as a star, so bright, so pure, so pure that people... couldn't bear to hurt her.
Finally, after a long, long time——
The wind stopped and everything in the world came to a standstill——
Zhu Minglie finally nodded——
This nod weighed tens of millions of kilograms, so heavy that he could no longer bear it.
"Although it hurts so much that I can't breathe, uncle, I will never break my promise to Xiao Qiluo. Qiluo, I...promise you."
As soon as Zhu Minglie said this, everyone was stunned.
"Fourth brother..." Zhu Yetong looked at Zhu Minglie's sad look, he felt so sorry for her.
"Fourth Master..." And Liusu didn't expect that Zhu Minglie... would be willing to let go because of this.
"Wuya, bring the sword."
His vicissitudes of life sounded.
Then, he took the long sword from Wu Yazi's hand, and then walked towards Liusu step by step, as if he was stepping on the tip of the sword.
He walked all the way to Liusu, looked at her, and looked at her deeply.
Then, he secretly exerted force, and the sword suddenly broke into two pieces in his hand, and fell to the ground with a clang——
This also ended his obsession with tassels...
"From now on, we will be like this sword, and there will be no... relationship between you and me."
Sixteen words, like sixteen ruthless knives, pierced into his heart.
He was already riddled with wounds and bleeding profusely.
"Fourth Master..."
Liusu saw that his hand was cut by the sword and was bleeding.
"Uncle..." Xiao Qiluo threw the dagger suddenly, rushed over and hugged Zhu Minglie's legs, "Uncle, I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry..."
Zhu Minglie lowered his head, opened Xiao Qiluo's hand, turned around, and left step by step.
A white veil fell out of his arms, swirled, fell to the ground, and was blown up by the wind, floating lonely in the air.
Zhu Minglie took heavy steps and left Liusu step by step.
The handsome face exudes sharp-cut coldness; the deep black eyes are full of charming color; the thick eyebrows, the high nose, the beautiful lip shape, and the boundless coldness.
This is Zhu Minglie.
There was an expression of extreme pain on his face, his eyes were red, and his fists were clenched tightly and trembling.
The pain hurts wrongly, the wrong pain hurts wrongly, my head turns gray overnight, and my sword is broken by love.