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Chapter 187: Do you hate him? Zi Mo. (5)

"You killed my son. Do you know my son?" the Queen said quietly.

From the hysteria at the beginning to the calm situation now, Jiyue Zimo felt faintly uneasy. What tricks was this Queen Empress playing?

"Xiao Yin'er, tell me, what does she want to do?"

Jiyue Zimo looked at the Queen nervously, since she couldn't guess what she wanted to do?

The Empress looked at Jiyue Zimo coldly. It was all caused by this woman. From the first day she followed Shu Er back to the palace, she was a scourge, a real scourge.

"Jiyue Zimo, I'm going to die in front of you right now, without you having to do anything." The Queen took out a small knife from her long sleeve and stabbed it into her body fiercely. Her eyes were filled with resentment and coldness.

, looking at the lonely moon and purple road for a long time.

She understood that this was what people often said, never die with your eyes in peace, but, Queen, that was really an accident.

However, if a series of meanings are strung together, then it is not an accident. In the end, there is a force that pushes Jiyue Zimo to this point step by step. Looking at the hollow in the Queen's chest, Jiyue Zimo's

Feeling inexplicably uneasy.

I originally wanted to use this treasure place to stay for a while, but I still owed two lives.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Yin'er looked at Jiyue Zimo and saw that she was hugging the Queen and crying silently, and she was suddenly a little puzzled.

"Zi Mo, Zi Mo, don't cry, this is not your fault." Xiao Yin'er looked at Ji Yue Zi Mo silently, what should we do now?

Jiyue Zimo looked at Xiao Yin'er with tearful eyes, right? It's not my fault? Then whose fault was it that they died?

There was a hint of uneasiness in Xiao Yin'er's eyes. Every time he appeared, it was a bloody catastrophe. How many people died and how many people were injured? What can be done? It seems to be his fate, which remains unchanged.

Maybe his fate was not wrong, but it was already wrong from the very beginning.

He suddenly and coldly walked up to Jiyue Zimo, took out the knife inserted in the Queen's chest, gently handed it to Jiyue Zimo, and said softly, "Maybe, all this is because of me,

If you kill me, everything will cease to exist."

"No, no, no." Xiao Yin'er looked at Jiyue Zimo gently, she didn't want to, she didn't want to kill me.

Jiyue Zimo looked into Xiao Yin'er's eyes. Those bright reds were already faint, just like the shyness of a little daughter. There was an inexplicable fear in her shyness.

"Xiao Yin'er, all this is not your fault, it's not your fault." Jiyue Zimo looked at the knife stained with the Queen's blood. The cold blade made Jiyue Zimo a little scared.

It's not my fault, it's not Xiao Yin'er's fault, then whose fault is it?

"Otherwise, Xiao Yin'er, you kill me." Jiyue Zimo shouted weakly, how could this be done? Xiao Yin'er, you asked me to kill you, why not kill me first.

Hibiscus looked at Jiyue Zimo from a distance, then looked at Xiao Yin'er, the paranoid two, the indifferent Bingran, and suddenly felt that maybe Zi Mo was more suitable for Xiao Yin'er, loving her, doting on her, and being unrivaled.

"Okay, let's leave here." Hibiscus walked over slowly, gently took Jiyue Zimo's slightly trembling hand, patted the back of her hand comfortingly, and said softly.

Leave here? The world is so big, where is my place to stay?

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