She was watching with her eyes wide open, very excited, and I felt that she was really happy."
Even his face seemed to be interested as he recounted the past, "Every time, when I was about to be beaten to death, hacked to death, poisoned to death...when I only had one breath left, she came to the rescue again and saved me.
Then, she asked me to remember her life-saving grace. She must remember it every time."
His voice was full of gratitude, "I am deeply moved by her, and deeply remember every time she rescued her... until I was ten years old, ninety-nine times. I really feel that it is a pity that she was not enough to save her.
I've been here a hundred times. It's just one time, and she can't save her."
"What a cruel concubine." Her tone was also very calm.
He shook his head, "No, you forgot, she is the best mother-in-law in the world, how could she be cruel? She just hates me and Jun Shun. If she is not 'good' enough, how can I live?"
"
"Yes. It is indeed 'good'." There was no expression on her face. She had experienced these things that would make ordinary people feel scared and chilled, but she thought it was nothing.
Once upon a time, when she was being trained as an assassin, she also grew up step by step. Among the one hundred outstanding "Kimiao", everyone usually ate, slept, and trained together. One day, one hundred partners had to fight in pairs, and the loser
Yes, it is death.
Killed by the opponent.
So, only fifty were left.
Fifty miles later, after a while, two people competed again, and the cycle continued until there were only two people left.
She is one of them, and the other is her good sister in the group - No. 7.
They have no names.
Distinguish them with codes from one to one hundred.
She is number one.
She and No. 7 have been encouraging each other, improving each other, taking care of each other, and finally defeated everyone except the two of them.
In the final showdown, she was better than No. 7. However, she was young at that time and had a deep relationship with No. 7, so she was reluctant to kill her.
When No. 7 was about to lose, he deliberately stopped playing. I still remember what No. 7 said at that time.
"No. 1, I love you. Killing you would be more painful than killing myself." She burst into tears and inserted a knife into her abdominal cavity, blood oozing out. "You have to live well."
She held her anxiously and shouted hoarsely, "No. 7, you don't want to die. I would rather die myself than have you die."
"This is what you said." No. 7's voice was fierce, and the dagger was inserted into her abdomen.
Her face was filled with disbelief. No. 7 pushed her away as she fell and said coldly, "I can't beat you. So, I can only use my feelings. Now, I win." The dagger he was playing with was
When a spring-loaded dagger was inserted into her abdominal cavity, she pressed the button on the dagger to close the blade. When the bladeless dagger stabbed herself, it crushed the blood bag that had been hidden in her abdomen, creating the illusion that blood had been stabbed out.
.
But when he stabbed her No. 1, the blade of the dagger bounced out and really wanted to stab her to death.
No. 7 had no shame, only the coldness of a killer, "At first, I didn't plan to be a sister with you because you were too strong. I expected that I would lose to you in the end, so I deliberately approached you. Under the cruel environment, we mutually
In the process of supporting you, I really developed a sisterly love for you. However, compared to living, everything is insignificant. Since you would rather die yourself than me, then just die."
