[Before the beginning of this chapter, Ziyue regrets to tell everyone that "The Masked Wife" will see the departure of its first important character. Many people will also leave one after another. Silence...]
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Disneyland, which is full of laughter during the day, looks so sad at night.
An arched bridge, a round moon, and a stream of water seem to be a unique beauty in the south of the Yangtze River. But this scenery appears in Disneyland in Japan, and it is also very stylish. It's a pity...
The beautiful scenery has changed at this moment.
Pools of bright red blood stained the bridge piers, bridge railings, and bridge deck; corpses lay strewn about, some attached to the bridge railings, and some lying on the bridge deck.
The unique landscape was instantly rendered by this bloody scene, and the hazy moonlight seemed to turn into dark red...
With the backbone and dignity that a man should have, Kamiya Yue turned his last breath of flame into strength and fighting spirit before his death, fought bravely to kill all enemies, and defended the dignity of the Kamiya family!!!
He held a dagger dripping with blood in one hand, and his handsome and angular face was stained with blood stains.
With a 'pop' sound, Kamiya put away the weapon and used her sleeves to wipe away the moist red color on half of her face.
Suddenly, under the illumination of a full moon, his eyes became unusually bright.
Every step he took was so shaky, and he slowly walked to the corpse.
If you look carefully, this man seems to still be breathing.
Struggling to squat down, he growled coldly: "Who sent you to kill that woman?!"
The limousine parked in front of the villa was filled with romantic tunes...
'One love for the mother's pride,One love for the times we cried,One love gotta stay alive...I will survive.'
This soothing English song is called "One I Love"
Along with this song, the ambiguous atmosphere in the car gradually heated up.
Leng Liehan kissed Qianxi tightly, his expression looked so intoxicated, his soft tongue slowly poked out and slid into her lips deftly.
'Plop...plop...' This passionate kiss was the most emotional kiss in Qianxi's life. Her heart was beating wildly and her breathing was getting heavier.
She clumsily sucked his tongue, and Qianxi hugged his shoulders passionately.
The temperature inside her body continued to rise until it reached the boiling point. The cold lips gradually moved to the base of her ears and licked them gently.
A numb feeling instantly spread throughout Qianxi's body, and she frowned slightly, her slender fingers involuntarily wandering along Leng Liehan's broad back.
"Huh...huh..." The warm and moist heat hit Qianxi's neck, and the sound of cold and rapid breathing continued to deepen.
The long-suppressed love made both men and women far away from their moral bottom line, completely forgetting the 'gap' between them.
She abandoned her marriage; he abandoned the shackles that tightly bound him. He sank... he sank... he sank...
Just because this relationship lasted for twenty years, they simply couldn't control their desire for each other...
‘breathless/ you look so fine/proud/when you look me in the eyes/colour of the night/shy guy/moving mountains.’
The phone suddenly came to mind, and the two people immersed in the nightmare suddenly woke up.
At the same time, they let go of the hands holding each other tightly, and they stared at each other in panic...
'I...' Slowly lowered his head, Leng Liehan clenched his fists tightly: 'Sure enough, once you open your heart, it can't end!!!'
‘I am such a top slut!!! What I did this time was really too much…’
The ambiguous atmosphere was dispelled by inner blame. Both Leng Liehan and Qianxi were deeply blaming themselves for their actions. If it hadn't been for this sudden phone call, maybe they would have done something irreversible.
On one side is a loveless marriage; on the other side is the bondage of commitment. It seems that these two people still cannot let go of their own "moral bottom line", break the world for love, and become one...
"Answer the phone." Leng Liehan said calmly, then slowly turned around and faced the front of the car.
"Well..." Qianxi nodded and took out her mobile phone from her pocket...
"Mr. Yin?" Shen Guyue frowned, her pupils instantly dilated, and she looked at the dying man in disbelief. "Which Mr. Yin? What's your name??"
Urgent inquiries came out over and over again, and the man struggled to open his eyes and said feebly: "Yin... Tian... Zheng..."
‘Dong, dong, dong’ Kamiya Yue’s heart began to beat faster. At the same time, due to excessive physical exertion, blood continued to flow out of his stabbed abdomen.
"Tear..." Taking a breath, Shen Guyue bit her lower lip, stood up with difficulty, and moved forward step by step. "It's really not the right time to not have a mobile phone!!"
He covered the wound with one hand, and the blood instantly moistened his palm. The cold sweat on his forehead continued to overflow, and his face gradually turned pale. "Call... call..."
Whispering loudly, Shen Guyue walked down the arch bridge with difficulty. Unexpectedly, his legs gave out and he rolled down the bridge in an instant.
This fall undoubtedly means that he will never be able to stand up again...
With her whole body weak and limp on the ground, Shen Guyue looked at the bright moon in the sky with blurred eyes: "Qianxi... Qianxi... be careful! Be careful of Eagle Emperor's father!!..."
The name of the killer's last words was none other than Emperor Yin Ying's father!
Knowing that he seemed unable to remind Qianxi, he clenched his fists unwillingly and slowly closed his eyes... "Why am I so unwilling when I really face death?"
‘Kick---kick---kick.’ A sound of light footsteps came out, and Shen Guyue opened her eyes with great effort, and smiled faintly: "The God of Death, come to pick me up..."
The soft words fell, and a trace of blood spread from the corner of his mouth to the ground. He closed his eyes, and he could no longer open those dark green eyes...
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Picking up the phone and looking at the caller ID, Qianxi frowned slightly and quickly picked up: "Hello?"
"Qianxi...it's me..."
An old and kind voice came from the other side of the phone. She was silent for a while and said nervously: "Father?!"