"Since you are about to fall into hell, it's okay to tell you." Yun Jingchu bent down, looked into Yun Jingchu's eyes, and spoke in a low voice.
"This body is undoubtedly Yun Jingchu's, but the soul in this body is Yun Jingshu's. That day, after I died in the fire, maybe God felt that my death was too unjust. Maybe it was you.
I can't stand what these two scumbags did to Dongfang Chen. Maybe it's because my life is too hard and the King of Hell doesn't dare to accept it. In short, I'm reborn. So, those things you once did to me, I want to
Do you understand now that it will be returned to you a thousand times a hundred times?"
Yun Jingchu looked at Yun Xiyao and asked with a smile as cold as hell.
Yun Xiyao's eyes were confused, and she looked at Yun Jingchu as if she were looking at an alien object.
"Impossible...impossible...how could such an unbelievable thing happen? You must be using this kind of thing to scare me and make excuses for your cruelty and inhumanity." Yun Xiyao's face turned pale.
, shook his head and muttered incoherently.
"You already believe it, don't you?" Yun Jingchu sneered and straightened up, "Otherwise, you can tell me, other than this reason, why do I hate you so much and want to put you to death?"
"It was Yun Jingshu who asked you to deal with me. That woman Yun Jingshu is not dead. That woman is used to playing tricks. Tell me, where is Yun Jingshu? I want to see her. Let her come to see me." Yun Jingshu said.
Xiyao began to struggle to sit up.
However, the iron chain restricted his movement. She could not sit up and could only bounce on the bed in vain.
"..." Yun Jingchu looked at Yun Xiyao coldly and said nothing.
Yun Xiyao looked crazy and kept shouting to see Yun Jingshu. After a long time, she seemed to be tired and lay on the bed, breathing heavily and looking at Yun Jingchu...
"So, who is Yun Jingshu who reappeared after the Cold Palace fire? Don't tell me that he is pretending to be someone else." Yun Xiyao asked with a very calm expression, breathing heavily.
"It's me." Yun Jingchu said as he took out the disguise mask that he had already prepared from his sleeves and put it on his face. Then, Yun Jingshu's face appeared in front of Yun Xiyao.
Yun Xiyao's expression became very complicated, and a trace of despair gradually rose in her eyes...
"I still can't believe it..." Yun Xiyao's eyes gradually became silent, and she said "I don't believe it", but the look on her face was that of belief.
"Whatever you want." Yun Jingchu pulled off the disguise mask from his face and said, "This is the last time we meet. From now on, you go to your hell, I live my life, and the relationship between us is
The bad relationship should be over."
After saying that, Yun Jingchu smiled slightly, turned around without hesitation, and walked towards the door.
"...How did he die?" Yun Jingchu walked to the door and was about to reach out to push it open when he heard a faint voice coming from behind him.
This him is undoubtedly Xuanyuan Lin.
Yun Jingchu turned around, looked at Yun Xiyao's eyes, and said slowly with a smile: "He was stabbed to death by Wu Shang in the center with a sword."
Yun Xiyao was stunned for a moment, and then slowly showed an unknown, seemingly sarcastic smile. Without saying anything, she slowly closed her eyes. A drop of crystal tears slipped from her eyes, across the scars on her face, and drowned her.