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It's just a cold corpse, without emotion, pain, unable to speak, and unable to feel anything.

Wen Youchen was still awake. He clearly saw the girl lying in a wheelchair. Her body was stiff. She had never moved at all. On her fair neck was a hideous cut scar and thread sewn on it, which made people not doubt at all. As long as the line was cut, the girl's head would roll to the ground, revealing her eyes that were unwilling to close her eyes.

Wen Youchen didn't know how he walked to Bai Mo, so he opened his mouth with difficulty and spoke.

"Bai Mo, please let yourself go and let her go, okay?"

Wen Youchen's words were a little powerless. He didn't know how to persuade Bai Mo. He only felt that Bai Mo went crazy from the moment Yan Bai died. He was not that crazy madness, but instead used a kind of forbearance and restraint, which made people frightened to the point of being creepy.

"Let me go?" Bai Mo heard Wen Youchen's words, his thin lips raised happily, and reached out to support the golden-wire-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His narrow and long peach-eyed eyes smiled charmingly and charmingly. He lowered his eyes to look at the cold corpse on the wheelchair. His voice was whispering, and his tone was so sensuous, as if he was telling some love words, tired and gentle.

"It's impossible for me to die."

It seems that even if he dies, he will have to fight to the death. Even if he tortures each other for the rest of his life, it is absolutely impossible for the word "leave it".

"My Ranran... pushed me back again."

Bai Mo just smiled. The former Yan Bai appeared in front of him, giving him light to the world. Later, the person who gave him light personally extinguished the only light and pushed him back to the hell he was in.

"How could I... let her go?" There was a bone-to-heart hatred in my voice, but there seemed to be something else hidden under this hatred.

Bai Mo carefully tucked the girl's clothes on the wheelchair tightly, as if she was afraid that she would be cold. Then he pushed the wheelchair and left Wen Youchen's side. Wen Youchen stood in a daze again, but he didn't react for a long time.

When he realized it, Bai Mo's figure had already walked away.

...

Meanwhile, the Ji family.

Ji Changyao was lying on the bed, his face turned blue, his legs were almost ruined, his eyes were full of hatred, and his hands were bandaged into rice dumplings.

"Chang Yao, what happened? I asked you to solve him. What about others now?" Ji Xianying sat aside, looking at Ji Changyao's appearance, with a hint of anxiety and worry in his eyes. Ji Changyao was found by Ji Xianying's people. When his people went there, they only saw the bloody corpses of a girl under the tall building, Ji Changyao who was unconscious on the roof, and the blood on the ground, and Ji Baimo was everywhere.

"Are he dead?" Ji Xianying spoke again.

"It must be dead. I saw that woman stabbed her with her own eyes and she would definitely die." Ji Changyao recalled what he saw before he was unconscious, and he couldn't help but laugh at her extremely sarcastic sneering on his face, as if he was laughing at Bai Mo's stupidity.

He was stabbed to death by his beloved woman.

The woman was so. He was clearly aiming at Bai Mo, but she walked forward to block the deadly gun.

In his opinion, both of them were brain-related.
Chapter completed!