He opened his lower lip and found that there was too much air coming out and too little air coming in, and he could hardly make any sound.
I moved my lips several times, but my voice became hoarse and there was no sound.
Wave after wave of dizziness invaded him, dragging him into the boundless darkness. He held on to his consciousness, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse and soft voice, "Jingyun..."
"Huh?" Her voice was filled with rare tenderness.
"I can't bear to let you go." Bloodthirsty murderous intent burst out from his gloomy blood pupils, "Please stay with me!"
"In no mood."
"With you as my companion on the road to hell, I will not be lonely..."
"The leader is the lone star of the Heavenly Evil Spirit, plus the two fatal fates of Sha Po Lang. He is destined to be alone for the rest of his life, for eternity, and lonely... to eternity."
His face was filled with a look of indifference, "No. I will always be with you. Whether it's death or death, I don't care. Anyway, I already have you and recognize you!"
She pursed her lips and stopped talking.
His big palm slowly moved up from her chest to touch her slender and beautiful neck, "With just a little push... you can stay with me forever."
Her brows were as light as water, and her expression was exceptionally calm.
"Aren't you afraid that I will break your neck?"
"What's the use of being afraid?" Her voice was clear and gentle, "Being afraid can't change the outcome."
He stared at her steadily, his eyes intense and full of coldness, as if he wanted to see her through, see her thoroughly, as if he was afraid that he would never see her again, so he wanted to see more, and look a few more times, "You can change the outcome."
Yes. If I am injured, you leave immediately and I will not be able to stop you. You will not be controlled by me now. You are gambling."
She listened, "What then?"
"I'm betting on whether I will really kill you if I die."
"Yes." She admitted without hesitation.
The hand holding her neck slowly tightened, with a stern expression, "I will not allow you to belong to another man after my death. So... you must die!"
She was choked so hard that she felt her neck was about to break, "That's fine. Let's die together with the leader." After saying this, she had exactly the opposite idea in her heart.
In this life, no one can make her Feng Jingyun die!
Life is precious. As the best sister No. 7 once said, everything is insignificant compared to living.
A wisp of powder was quietly hidden between her nails.
It's the same poison that killed Sun Wenhao before time travel.
It works quickly and kills you instantly.
And there is no possibility of survival.
She couldn't breathe anymore. If he tightened his grip even tighter, she would be strangled to death by him.
Even if he stopped exerting any force, she would die in another twenty seconds.
Therefore, she must take action.
Master, have a good trip on the road to Huangquan.
After reciting this sentence silently in her heart, her fingertips were about to exert force to pop out the poison powder, but he suddenly loosened the restraint on her neck, "I... I have no strength. I can't strangle you to death."
She stood up and sat next to him.
He leaned against the back of the chair with a pale face, and there was a hint of loneliness on his handsome and charming face, "Just now... I looked at your pale face because you couldn't breathe, I felt so... distressed, and felt so reluctant to leave you.
I want you to die, but...I don't have the strength...to take action."
His eyes gradually closed, and the right side of his unusually handsome face was full of regret, "You are okay, I am so sorry and angry! You should not have sat up... at least... so that I can hold you...
...enjoying you in my arms... dying like this... will be... more comfortable..."
