Seeing his arrival, she smiled weakly, "Now, you are satisfied!"
Feng Lenglie looked at this little woman who would rather die than bow to him. There were wounds everywhere on her body. Looking at the small wounds that kept bleeding out, his outstretched hands were shaking.
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"You really want to die!" The injuries on her body made it impossible for him to do anything, but it also made him even more resentful.
"I don't want to!" Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the wounds on her face were covered with dirt, which made her look even more embarrassed.
"Please let me save you!" Feng Lenglie suppressed the pity in her heart and ordered in a cold voice.
"Then I'd better die!" Long Momo closed her eyes weakly, her long eyelashes trembling gently like butterfly wings. She bit her lower lip hard to prevent herself from moaning in pain.
"Okay, I want to see how long you can be tough?" Feng stood up coldly, staring closely at Long Momo who was curled up on the ground.
At this time, she was wearing a moon-white dress. The dress had been torn, but due to the blood, the robe was stained with red, like blooming flowers, beautiful and coquettish.
"Your Majesty, if I really die, can you promise me something?" Long Momo opened her eyes with tears in her eyes. At that moment, she thought of her relatives far away in Long Kingdom.
"What?"
"Cremate my body and scatter my ashes in Xilonghai!" She wanted to go home... but tears fell gently, burning his cold black eyes.
Xilonghai, in her country.
It is the most beautiful sea in the world, and she spends most of her time there every year.
There are blue waters, gentle sea breeze, happy seabirds, and jasmine flowers planted by her own hands.
When the flowers bloom every year, the sea of snow-white flowers and the blue sea water paint the most beautiful picture.
She was wearing a pure white gauze skirt, with her long black hair hanging loose, running happily between the waves and the sea of flowers.
She had even smelled the rich fragrance of flowers, the warm sea breeze, and the calls of her relatives.
Seeing Long's eyes becoming more and more distracted, Feng Lenglie slowly squatted down, reached out to grab her shoulders, and shook her vigorously, "Wake up, wake up..."
Under his shaking, she felt something gushing out of her chest, and she spat out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on his robe, like a flower blooming in hell, beautiful and enchanting.
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