“He called you, didn’t he?

Didn't you say you wanted to take me away?

Or what can I use to exchange me for?”

Yan You looked at He Nanfei with a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, even the cold-faced Rakshasa He Nanfei, who killed countless people, was somewhat moved.

He didn't say anything, and watched the little light in Yan You's eyes slowly retreat, and then completely disappeared without a trace.

She said self-deprecatingly: "I'm too whimsical, right?"

Actually, I knew when I came that he didn't love me.

But I just wanted to get such an opportunity, and then waited for him to marry me back with the ten-mile red wares.

Let me be his bride.

After all, it was my wishful thinking, it was me who was stupid."

Her tears fell like she didn't have any money, without sound or movement, but she cried so hard that she felt like the sky was falling.

He Nanfei was rarely sympathized, but unfortunately he was helpless in doing something.

"Can you let me go?"

I went back and asked why he was lying to me?

Could you let me go?"

Yan You suddenly jumped out of bed and knelt down in front of He Nanfei with a plop.

"Please, please let me go back, okay?

Please."

He Nanfei's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a trace of complex emotions flashed through it.

The face that looked very much like Gong Xueyang was flashing in front of He Nanfei and was crying.

Nine years ago, did Xueyang cried and begged those people like this?

No! She doesn't! She is so strong and will never let herself live so humble. She will fight for what she wants and the feelings she wants. She will never rely on kneeling down to others to get it.

So, she is not Xueyang! He Nanfei suddenly reacted, but felt a silver light flashing in front of him, and a cold dagger instantly stabbed into his chest.

The pain of the breaking and bright red blood splattered out, and the warm liquid sprayed Yan You's face.

There were still tears on Yan You's face.

Her hands were trembling, and even her whole body was trembling.

"I'm sorry, He Nanfei, I'm sorry.

This is my only chance.

I know he may not love me, but he never lied to me.

He said that as long as he killed you, he would marry me.

I believe it! He Nanfei, I believe it! I know that killing is wrong, and I also know that you and I have no grudges, but you also want my body, right?

If you owe you, just treat me as I have used my body to pay you back, okay?

Although I don't know, I have no choice.

In the next life, I can do anything for you, okay?"

Yan You cried so hard.

She should hate this man! He took her innocence, right?

But why would she be afraid at this moment when she watched his bright red blood splattering out?

She was really scared! He Nanfei never thought that he would be in the hands of such a little woman.

She is not even a killer.

It would be embarrassing if this was spread.

His cold-faced Rakshasa He Nanfei was actually killed by an unknown little woman! But He Nanfei was not angry.

For some reason, he was particularly calm at this moment.

The pain in the chest spreads to the limbs and bones.

He leaned against the window and gasped, but there was a hint of light in his eyes.

"Will you get what you want if I die?"

Yan You thought she would see a manic He Nanfei, but she didn't expect that he would make her cry peacefully.

"sorry."

All she can say now is these three words.

But He Nanfei smiled.

Smiling very cleanly.

It seems that the blood over the years has not stained his smile, it seems that he is still the man he was back then.

He said, "Maybe I will see Xueyang if I die.

I haven't seen her in nine years.

I can't even enter her cemetery. Every year when I pay tribute to her, I can only set up a platform outside to pay tribute to her. I don't know if she can hear me.

I don’t know if she has no reincarnation, will she drink that bowl of Mengpo soup on Naihe Bridge, and will she forget me.

But so what?

I'm going to see her after all.

very nice."

After saying that, he fell down with a smile.

Yan You's heart was suddenly touched.

How much does this man love that woman?

How could he have such a relief and relief expression?

Will he die?

He should die! Can he still survive so much blood?

Yan You suddenly panicked.

She quickly found a set of clothes from the cabinet to put on, and then tried hard to find out the way she had been looking for in her mind for the past three years, but no matter which one she found, she couldn't live without.

The outside is surrounded by layers of people.

Even if she killed He Nanfei and even if she completed the task, she would not be able to go back, let alone be Han Xichen's bride.

Yan You watched the blood in front of her was getting more and more, slowly soaking the floor. She seemed to see her companions dying in front of her.

She curled up on the bed and hugged her legs tightly.

Han Xichen, why haven’t you come yet?

You asked me to kill He Nanfei, I did it! Why didn’t you let me pick me up?

You will come, right?

You've never deceived me, so you'll come?

Yan You seemed to remember something, jumped out of bed quickly, took out his cell phone from He Nanfei's pocket, unbuttoned the screen of the phone with He Nanfei's finger, and then immediately called the number that was most familiar in his memory.

"He Nanfei, have you considered it?"

Han Xichen's voice rang.

Yan You immediately cried.

"Han Xichen, I killed He Nanfei! I killed him! I have done everything you asked me to do. When will you pick me up?

There are so many people here, they all want me to die, can you come quickly?"

Yan You said quickly, afraid that he would hang up the phone if he said it was too late.

Han Xichen was stunned.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I'll kill He Nanfei!"

Yan You said to Han Xichen as if he was a child, but heard a sudden shout from the other side.

"Who told you to kill him?

Do you know how important he is to me?
To be continued...