What is the woman he loves? There is only one woman from beginning to end. How could it be the woman who has deceived him?
What the hell is Si Wuxie doing?
What surprised him most now was not what Si Wuxie was doing, but the fact that he let her go.
Xiaoxiao looked at Xue Mo foolishly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
He cares about himself, he still cares about himself, even if he doesn't remember himself, he still cares about himself.
Tears welled up more and more, and each drop fell onto Si Wuxie's hand. Si Wuxie was stunned for a moment, and then relaxed the strength on his hand, but still had a stern look on his face.
"If you surrender obediently, I will let your woman go. Otherwise, if I don't survive, I will take her with me and bury her with me!"
Xue Mo saw Xiaoxiao's face covered with tears, and the inexplicable heartache came out again. Damn it, why did he feel heartache when he saw her crying? What on earth was going on?
His heart suddenly became chaotic. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was panicking about how he felt at this moment.
Thinking of the purpose of coming here today, Xue Mo hurriedly put away the panic in his heart and said coldly, "Si Wuxie, you can do whatever you want to her. It has nothing to do with me, the king. This woman, I, the king
She doesn’t recognize her at all, wouldn’t it be too ridiculous for you to use her to blackmail me?”
What he said was originally true, but why did his heart, which had finally calmed down, become chaotic again after seeing the sadness in her eyes.
No, he can't do this. That woman must want to save her, so she secretly casts a spell to disturb his mind. He must not be influenced by her. He is about to take down Si Wuxie at this critical moment.
, he can no longer hesitate.
"You think that if you say this, I will believe you. I will count to three times. If you don't kill yourself, I will kill her!"
"Mo, no!"
Xiaoxiao was so anxious that she didn't care about her physical weakness, and desperately tried to break away from Si Wuxie. Si Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and he hurriedly wrapped his arms around her waist, and tightened his grip on her neck.
Xiaoxiao struggled hard, her face getting paler and paler.