Smiling slightly, he tried to hold on for his last breath, but he still fell heavily into Yuhua's arms.
"Haha, what a pair of adulterers and adulterers, they are in love with each other! Then I will send you to the West!"
After Chang'er finished speaking, the knife was pulled out from Imperial Physician Dong's chest, blood spattered out, and then it was suddenly stabbed towards Yuhua's back.
Almost the entire body is inserted into the plug, and the tip of the knife is also exposed.
As if relieved, Yuhua smiled and hugged the person in her arms tightly.
"Han Mo, Xuan'er loves you and will be with you until death. You wait for Xuan'er."
Chang'er saw that Yuhua had no strength and was probably going to die, so he just snorted coldly and motioned for others to go to other palaces.
She was about to move towards Yuhua and insert the knife deeper, but Yuhua suddenly stood up.
Before Chang'er could react, Yuhua had already rushed towards her and knocked her down.
Chang'er's eyes were wide open, but when she wanted to say something, her lips remained still, "You...you"
Raise your hands high, hanging in the air.
On the ground, Yuhua was pressing on Chang'er, and the knife was inserted directly into Chang'er's heart.
With both hands supporting him, he stood up desperately. When he pulled out the knife, blood immediately splattered. Chang'er refused to close his eyes and rolled his eyes, which was very scary.
She is a dying person, so how can she be afraid of this?
Supporting his staggering body, Yuhua walked towards Doctor Dong.
"Hanmo, I've avenged you, so I'm here!"
It seemed that he was holding on with all his strength, and a difficult smile appeared on the corner of Yuhua's lips, but he finally fell down.
She put her hands on the ground and tried hard to grab Doctor Dong's hand, but to no avail.
It seems so far away that you can't even touch it.
She scratched her hands on the ground, and the skin on her fingers was all scratched, just a little bit, she thought silently in her heart.
wait for me.
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The Hall of Eternal Life was also littered with corpses at this time. Wuxin and Mingyi were still fighting, but Mingyi was obviously at a disadvantage.
Seeing Wu Xin's sword about to stab Ming Yi's throat.
"No, no!"
Not knowing where she got the courage, Shi Qing didn't care so much and ran down the jade steps, shouting, and blocked Wu Xin.
The sword was about to stab Shi Qing, but it was deflected abruptly. With an unintentional twist of his hand, the sword clattered to the ground.
His eyes were full of sadness. Looking at the person in front of him, Wuxin's lips moved slightly, "Why? Why do you do this to me?"
It seemed like he wanted to shout out all the pain in his heart, as if it was heartbreaking.
The man with a frightened face was originally worried about Mingyi, but at this moment his face suddenly darkened.
This man actually wants to ask himself why?
"hehe."
As if she heard a funny joke, Shi Qing smiled mockingly, then slowly stretched out her hand and took the sword in Ming Yi's hand.
"Hate, because I hate you, from beginning to end! I already knew you were the fake emperor, but I didn't know it was you!"
The long sword pointed suddenly, aiming at Wu Xin's chest.
Wu Xin said nothing, choked with sobs, as if he understood something.
Yes, she must hate herself. Qing Ran died because of her, and Ming Qingyue's whereabouts are also unknown.
She must hate herself.
As if he had given up, Wuxin thought silently, and suddenly closed his eyes deeply.
"Have you ever loved me?"
As if he couldn't bear to look at the person in front of him anymore, he was afraid that he would be unable to help but want to hug her tightly, and then beg her to forgive him.
"Love? Do you think you are qualified to ask this?"
Shiqing smiled, but only she knew how bitter that smile was.
His hands were trembling and his teeth were clenched, "Even if you die a hundred times, you still can't wash away my hatred for you, because you don't deserve it! In my heart, your life is too cheap to repay all this!"
She didn't know why she said these cruel words, but while Shiqing was speaking, she felt her heart hurt, as if she was about to die.
Love? It's not that she doesn't have feelings for him, but this feeling has been controlled and buried deeply by her.
"Come, if you think it would be better to kill me with your own hands, then come."