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Chapter 320: There is only one ancient surname

All because of it, I wasted my youth, wasted my youth, wasted my prime, wasted my sixties...

What is the meaning of everything...

Tears dropped from the corners of the great baron's eyes. This was the first time in his life that he shed tears, and it was also the last time.

"Xian'er, you will definitely understand it and follow her. She will take care of you and protect you until you can crack your own body."

After the great baron finished speaking, he slashed his throat with the Seven-Day Flying Star Sword...

Blood spurted out and sprinkled all over the wall...

"Why, why, I have forgiven you - why are you still..." Xian'er stood there dullly.

He's dead--

But with a smile on his face, maybe he had an epiphany

This is when Yuhua walked in and saw this scene

"To die under this knife is the best destination for him, Xian'er, Jie'er." Jihua hugged Xian'er's shoulders.

If he has no strength, she will be his support

The only good thing the great baron did in his life was a lie

He said until you can hack your own body

That was his last hope for Xian'er---

Even though he knew that it was almost impossible, his body had no way to break it.

Because he has already killed the person who imprisoned him

Many mistakes and regrets, as well as the memories of these years, all flowed through the great baron's heart---

You have to pay the price for making mistakes---Fortunately, the Mizusawa family still has him

Rather than waiting for death slowly in the sky prison, or being tortured to death, it would be better to die under the knife that he yearns for.

A worthy death--

The great baron did not hesitate, because the moment he saw the knife, he had a strong feeling in his heart: it would not belong to him.

It wasn't before, it isn't now, and it won't be in the future.

If you live a wrong life, you will die right once, even though death can't make up for anything...



Mizusawa Xian stood there. From then on, he was the only one with the ancient surname Mizusawa in the world.

Yaohua picked up the Seven-Day Flying Star Knife, and it turned out that this knife did not stain blood.

Put it in Mizusawa's hand

Mizusawa Xian's heart was empty, it had never been so empty before


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