"She should have been killed three and a half years ago." Ye Feihan threw away the handkerchief in his hand, as coldly as if he had thrown away Liao Yuanyuan.
Then, with Qian Xiaojue's increasingly surprised eyes, she slowly said: "She abandoned her companions. Although she went back to West Africa to receive punishment, she almost let you die outside. For this one thing, she will die a thousand times."
.However, I did not kill her. Because I know, Ah Jiu, you must want to do it yourself, so I can wait until this day and then hand her over to you. Ah Jiu, I know you hate her because she killed Qian Xiao
Absolutely..."
This sentence is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately creating a thousand waves!
All kinds of past events, the bright red scene under the cherry blossom tree severely stimulated Qian Xiaojue's mood that was not easy to calm down. She will never forget it, and she will never forget it!
Liao Yuanyuan held the dagger in envy, jealousy and even hatred for everything they had finally got. Xiao Jue was ruthlessly killed by Liao Yuanyuan in order to protect herself - the bright blood dyed Xiao Jue's skirt red and the green color red.
Grass and cherry blossoms, even Qian Xiaojue’s memory, unforgettable pain!
"I want to kill you -" Qian Xiaojue could no longer hold back. Eleven years of persistence, eleven years of hatred, and eleven years of pain were all for this purpose!
She endured that her enemies were getting stronger and stronger like herself, she endured that she could never kill her enemies, she endured that her enemies dangled in front of her eyes almost every day, reminding her of the tragic death of her friend!
She endured her enemy abandoning her in a trap and almost died in the heavy rain. Every time she hurt her enemy in her heart, her eyes turned red when she looked at the blood and listened to these words, and she never looked back.
Unable to bear it, I rushed out!
"Ajiu!" Locke hugged Qian Xiaojue and whispered in her ear: "Child, be careful of the child in your belly..."
Only she could hear these words, and when Qian Xiaojue heard it, she collapsed in his arms, and immediately seemed to have lost all her strength and sat down on the ground. Locke hugged Qian Xiaojue with heavy eyes.
He got up, turned around and put her on the bed, then grabbed Qian Xiaojue's hand, squatted beside the bed and looked at her distressedly, and whispered in a low voice: "Ajiu, don't be fooled. We have been waiting for so long, it's not bad.
One day’s impulsiveness…”
Qian Xiaojue shed tears and looked at Locke: "I dream about that day every day... Locke, I really hate her! But I hate myself even more! If I
If she has the ability, she can still live to this day!?" Liao Yuanyuan, whose hands and feet were handcuffed and her mouth sealed, shrank back with a pale face, but she had no way out.
Perhaps he soon knew that the person threatening was not Ye Feihan but Qian Xiaojue, so Liao Yuanyuan quickly straightened his back and looked at Qian Xiaojue with a hint of disdain and sarcasm in his eyes, as if
In response to her words: You are indeed incompetent
!Have you still not killed me after so many years? Do you hate me when you see your enemy dangling in front of your eyes? But what can you do? Because the Boss takes pity on you and he will never let you
Really killed me!
Liao Yuanyuan didn't believe that Ye Feihan would really let Qian Xiaojue kill her. For so many years, hadn't she always failed? Although the knife was very painful, she still believed that he would not let her die!