Her face was very pale, without any blood.

And what about him? He looked crazy, like a wild beast walking into despair. In his deep ice-blue pupils, there was attachment, ruthlessness, and even more despair and hatred.

"Ji Lianqiu, tell me, why?"

Ji Lianqiu's face was pale, his body was broken and sad, pale and transparent, as if he could disappear at any time. The hand holding the sword hilt kept trembling. He wanted to believe that this sword was not intentional and that she did not really want it.

He is Mo Qian's destiny.

However, the touch of the sharp sword blade on the heart was so strong, and the heart-wrenching wound was so painful.

She personally inserted the sword into her own heart. Her eyes, touching her sad eyes, suddenly became sinister and cruel like a demon. The evildoer Juechen's face was slightly distorted, and he suddenly raised his lips in a smile,

The voice is sad, as if laughing at the love, persistence and waiting that have lasted for nearly a thousand years.

"Ji Lianqiu, good job, I'm so fucking crazy, I'm ruined in your hands, hahahaha... You really know how to ruin me, and I'm stupid enough to trust you."

"What an unparalleled God of War, what a genius in the divine world...well done, really well done."

His face was so desperate and crazy that people couldn't bear to look at it. Ji Lianqiu couldn't say a word, just stood opposite him silently, his slender body standing upright, even if he killed Jimo Qian with his own hands.

She still stood there gorgeously and elegantly, with her back straight.

He neither defends himself nor admits whether he is wrong.

"I am going to kill you."

The scene that invaded my heart was so heartbreaking. In the scene, when Jimo Qian raised the waning moon in his hand and wanted to kill Ji Lianqiu, he said no.

Jimo Qian woke up.

Saye beside him was startled and took a few steps back, "What's wrong with you? You've been staring at this mirror just now, and now you're screaming and sweating? What's wrong?"

"fine!"

Jimo Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook the picture out of his mind, but he couldn't shake it off. Instead, he allowed it to be deeply engraved in his mind. In fact, he didn't finish reading it. Did he kill Ji Lianqiu?

Did it do something else? Is this foreshadowing something? Or is it something that happened in the past?

Why can he see a particularly bad scene when facing this mirror? He really doesn't want to experience that kind of pain again. It hurts. What is the connection between Ji Lianqiu and him? What is the relationship between them?

………………

The fifth floor of Fantasy Valley.

"With my blood, I seal my love. If I fall in love with her Ji Lianqiu in the next life, I will not die a good death in every life."

"Ji Lianqiu, I hate you!"

"Ah..." Ji Lianqiu wanted to take a nap, but was awakened by the scene in his dream. Jiujiu was so frightened that he immediately stood up and rushed to Ji Lianqiu's side, blinking, "Qiuqiu, what did you do that was immoral?

It’s shameful to have nightmares!”

Ji Lianqiu hadn't come back to his senses yet. He was in a trance, looking at Jiujiu with unfocused eyes.

She remembered that in the dream, the man pinched her neck, crushing her with such force that he wanted to kill her on the spot. She watched him cast a ruthless curse on himself, and watched him abandon her and disappear among the clouds.

, saw his disgust and hatred for her, saw him swearing to death every word. And she burst into tears...
Chapter completed!