Everything is beautiful.

But how did she change? She became like this and became so vicious.

Or maybe he never recognized her nature.

She is a deep-tempered woman who is good at scheming.

But he didn't want to think about any of this anymore.

But every time I think about it, it feels like a dream.

Because it was a wonderful time.

He stayed in the cave for half a month.

This woman has always taken care of her meticulously and healed her injuries.

You said, does he repay this kindness or not?

He lowered his eyes, looked at the woman in red clothes stained with blood, and asked in a low and cold voice: "Do you want a reason for you to die, or do you want a reason for me to save you."

"Both." She gritted her teeth.

"I hurt you because of her, but if you didn't do anything evil, I wouldn't treat you like this."

"I can save you, but not to revive you, but to give you a chance to leave the Haotian Sect. If you can crawl out alive, I will not let anyone chase you. If you can't..."

Suddenly, he turned around.

The clothes he was holding on to were instantly slipped off, and his hands fell heavily to the ground.

It's like an unloved cat that was cruelly thrown aside.

He continued: "If you can't climb out, the people of the Haotian Sect won't help you collect your body. Do you know what will happen?"

After saying this, he waved his hand, brushed off the faint blood stains on his body, took a long step, and disappeared from Nie Wuli's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Nie Wuli clenched his fists and shouted sadly: "No... no, what I want is not this sentence."

That's not what she wanted.

But he...

Why does it appear here?

Why can he enter the core hall?

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Nie Wuli burst into laughter.

She could no longer feel pain or sorrow.

There is no more pain, no sadness, and no heart-wrenching pursuit and love.

Her life had ended in his hands from the moment she was destined to meet him.

"Ah——" The beauty bloomed, leaving blood on the ground.

She told herself that she must live, even if she crawled out of the Haotian Sect like a dog now, she would still live.

Even if he is poisoned and his heart is pierced by thousands of arrows, how can he survive his stubborn life?

***

That day, a winding bloody road was left from the core hall of the Haotian Sect all the way to the gate.

The disciples and elders of the Haotian Sect all closed their eyes and sighed at what that man had done.

I felt sorry for her again.

***

And him!

Murong Fu...

Standing on the Qiqiao Exquisite Tower of Haotian Sect.

With his hands clasped behind his back, his back looked aloof and with a touch of vicissitudes of life.

His eyebrows were deeply knitted, his handsome face was tense, and his eyes never left her...

He admitted that her tenacity made him tremble inside.

It made him unable to calm down for a long time.

He asked himself, is this right? Does it count as repaying her heavy kindness?

Can she get out alive, and can she continue living?

He felt pain between his brows, raised his hand, rubbed it, and finally shook off these thoughts. Ye Zhikuang's pure smiling face appeared in his mind.

His tired face softened for a long time.

At this time, a core disciple walked up, bent down and reported: "Mr. Murong, the lady has woken up and is just clamoring to go back."
Chapter completed!