"No, I have never loved you."

Michael took half a step back and avoided Lucia's hand.

His voice is still soft, like the clearest spring water in the mountain stream, flowing across the snow-capped mountains and rocks.

Just in the eyes.

But there was nothing that Lucia wanted to see.

Only when looking at Yingqian.

Only those complex emotions appeared in Michael's eyes.

The disguise of the gentle prince was torn apart.

Only in front of Yingqian was he a man full of desires.

He loves her.

No matter how much Lucia doesn't want to believe it.

But I have to admit it.

Michael's heart fell into Yingqian's hands.

Exactly.

She is certain that she will not know how to cherish it.

Michael will only be deceived by Yingqian.

That was Lucia, Michael who was at the forefront of her heart.

She was stunned for a moment.

A trace of crazy emotion flashed in his eyes.

How could you be willing to do so?

Give up Michael to a woman like Yingqian.

Let her have Michael all to herself.

Lucia was silent for a while and then actually smiled.

She seemed to be going crazy.

murmured:

"How can I let you get what I can't get?"

Lucia's voice was too soft.

No one heard what she said except herself.

Michael realized something was wrong.

The sword edge rushed towards Lucia's chest.

But she didn't dodge or avoid it.

Instead, he turned sideways and took the initiative to meet Michael's sword.

The sword edge pierced the chest.

Lucia smiled.

She vomited blood in large mouthfuls, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, and she used her last strength to pounce on Yingqian.

"I curse you with my life! You will die in three months and never...never be with the one you love!"

A shrill wail floated in my ears.

An extremely deep chill rushed up his spine.

Yingqian couldn't help but shudder.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, when she heard a sudden scream from the system.

【Warning! Warning!! Host death risk detected!】

[Please host to resist immediately!]

【Resist failed!】

[Testing in progress...]

【...】

[Countdown to escape: ninety-one days]

My head felt like it was exploding.

The electronic voice yelled for a long time.

It finally stopped.

Before Yingqian could come back, she was hugged into a warm embrace.

She raised her head and saw Michael's pale face.

"Yingqian..."

He is trembling.

The arms wrapped around his waist were shaking violently.

This was the first time for Yingqian to see Michael like this.

Those brown eyes were full of panic and anxiety.

Really...

Not a little prince at all.

strangeness.

He was obviously going to die.

She was actually not afraid at all.

Very calm.

Still have the time to pay attention to Michael's expression.

But this little prince is quite real.

She's much cuter than her previous smiling face.

Yingqian is still distracted.

The lower jaw was suddenly held up.

Half-forced, he looked into Michael's brown eyes.

"How are you? Yingqian..."

Michael's eyes were full of anxiety.

For a moment, I couldn't even control my strength.

A light blue bruise was left on Ying Qian's lower jaw.

"There's no special feeling."

Yingqian slapped his hand away, rubbed his chin, and said with a smile:

"Maybe she's trying to scare us. Are you too stupid to believe Lucia's words? She also cursed me for a bad death. If she was really capable, she wouldn't sneak in and act like a pervert in the middle of the night."

She deliberately wanted to joke and lighten the mood.

But when his eyes turned and fell on Lucia, his smile suddenly became stiff.

Lucia is dead.

But if it weren't for the three of them in the room.

Yingqian even doubted who the mummy lying on the ground was.

In just a blink of an eye,

Lucia felt as if she was dehydrated, and the blood in her body evaporated and disappeared in an instant.

He has haggard blond hair, sunken eye sockets, and wrinkled skin.

If you put it in a pyramid, it can be directly regarded as a mummy.

Lucia didn't lie.

She paid for it with her life.

Cursed Yingqian.

She is not with Michael.
To be continued...