"Brother Yucheng, without you, how can I live? I didn't want to kill Lan Xiao, I just want to live well. But why are you avoiding me? Don't you know that I've been looking for you like crazy? I was in so much despair and pain, I wanted Lan Xiao to help me find you, but she rejected me heartlessly and coldly."
"How can I just let this go? It's all Lan Xiao's fault that we're in this state, right? Why should we live in the gutter and never see the light of day while she, Lan Xiao, is high and mighty, enjoying the glory and glory of this world? I can't accept this, I can't accept this, Yingluo!"
At this moment, Lou Yucheng could no longer speak a complete sentence.
As he lay there, he could clearly feel his body turning cold.
He raised his hand at LAN Muya.
LAN Muya cried and threw herself at him, holding his hand.
"Brother Yu Cheng, why are you so stupid? why did you block the knife for Lan Xiao? The one who should die is Lan Xiao, not you, Yingluo!"
