The voice was cold, and there was no weak final entrustment, only a strong determination to die together.
"Okay, look at the end of the world, Brahma Pavilion. Either you die or I die. We will never stand together in this world. Emperor Brahma, I will make sure that he dies without a burial place."
The bloody oath resounded through the gloomy valley.
Even the victorious Brahma Pavilion forces couldn't help but shudder.
"Very good." Yun Qiong's eyes flashed with relief. His stubborn eyes stared at Luo Yu, and his raised fingers remained firm and motionless.
Everyone followed Yun Qiong's fingers and looked at Luo Yu.
"This woman, you swear to me, as long as I, Yun Qiong, don't agree, even if you are reluctant to kill her in this life, you will never allow her to step into my Wangtianya, and you will never marry her, you swear to me."
This Jun Luoyu was so scheming. The only time her imperial brother fell in love, but he was deceived into such an end. If he was soft-hearted in the future, she would not be able to catch up with him the second time.
Today she gave up this idea for him and cut off this retreat.
She Yun Qiong lives and dies, and it is impossible for her to agree in this life.
"No, it has nothing to do with her..." Yun Shitian slowly raised his head, a trace of red slowly flowing down his cheeks.
That is, blood and tears.
"She is a spy, she lied..."
"I believe in her. Even if she deceives everyone in the world, she will not deceive me. I believe it." Yun Shitian was filled with blood and tears, but he was as strong as iron.
He believed Luo Yu, but as for Luo Yu's parents, he believed it wrongly, but he had nothing to do with Luo Yu.
I believe, the two words resoundingly resounded in the sky, echoing for a long time, so sonorous, so containing the indescribable determination.
Tears burst out wildly, and the traces of strength turned into clear tears, rolling down.
I believe it, I believe it.
At this time, he still believed in her, he still believed in her.
In this life, there are people who know each other, so what regrets does she have in this life?
The cold wind suddenly picked up, and light white dots flew under the overcast sky.
Luo Yu raised his head with tears streaming down his face, watching the white snow falling from the sky, falling one after another, so ice and so cold.
Snow, it’s snowing in September, it’s snowing.
There are no tears in the sky, but only flakes of snow remain.