Before he breathed his last breath, Pang Tong was still smiling.

He was very happy.

With a trivial life, he took away the person the tyrant cherished most.

It was Xiang Xuanhai's turn to taste the feeling of losing something more important than himself.

Pang Tong laughed so hard that tears flowed uncontrollably.

Mixed with the blood gushing from the body.

Soon there was no trace.

He watched Ying Qian being held in Xiang Xuanhai's arms.

Looking at the tyrant who started the war and turned the world into a sea of ​​blood, he stroked Yingqian's face and called her with a trembling voice:

"Yingqian?"

pity.

Yingqian is going to die.

Even if everything in the world surrenders to him, Xiang Xuanhai can't save his beloved girl.

Just like Pang Tong, he could only watch as his wife and children were all killed by the swords of Long You soldiers.

The despair he endured every night finally came to an end.

For Xiang Xuanhai, this is just the beginning.

How ridiculous.

He has them together, but will lose Yingqian forever.

Pang Tong grinned and let the light and shadow of the sword fall, pricking countless fatal wounds on his body.

But it was as if he had already lost his sense of pain.

Baring his teeth stained red with blood, he stared at Xiang Xuanhai and let out a shrill roar:

"Tyrant, you deserve it... you deserve it!"

"shut up!"

A guard on the side yelled angrily.

Fearing that Pang Tong would say something treacherous again, he simply slit his throat with a knife.

Blood gushed out like a spring.

Pang Tong opened his eyes wide and looked toward the sky with his eyes gradually losing focus. In a daze, he seemed to see a familiar shadow.

He chuckled softly and curled his fingertips slightly, as if he finally held his wife's warm palm.

"Princess, don't blame me, I just miss her too much..."

He left behind a murmur that no one could understand.

Pang Tong closed his eyes.

Completely stopped breathing.

Xiang Xuanhai has long been unable to care about him.

All the doctors in the palace were summoned urgently.

However, they are just ordinary people. How could they snatch Yingqian's life back from the Palace of Hell?

The eye-catching color wetted the clothes.

Yingqian leaned in Xiang Xuanhai's arms, as if she was wearing a bright red wedding dress.

Consciousness becomes increasingly blurred.

She could feel life passing by little by little.

But I didn't expect that it would be so unexpected.

"Yingqian, I want you to live..."

Xiang Xuanhai has never experienced such a feeling of panic.

It was as if a whole heart was slowly dying as Ying Qian's body temperature became increasingly cold.

He just had her.

Are we about to lose her?

No...

He will never allow it!

"As long as you are willing to wake up, I will help you rebuild Beiyan. No matter what you want, I can give it to you!"

Xiang Xuanhai's voice became more and more trembling.

The scarlet color at the end of the eye was so intense that it looked like it was going to bleed.

When the doctors on the side saw this, they all lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Ying Qian's heart was pierced.

Too much blood was shed again.

At this time, even gods descending to earth could not save her.

But who dares to speak?

This was the first time they saw Xiang Xuanhai so out of control.

That look made him feel as if he had lost the whole world.

"A bunch of trash! If you can't save her, your family's lives will be ruined..."

The roar has not yet ceased.

A weak voice suddenly sounded.

"Do you love me?"

Xiang Xuanhai quickly lowered his head, his eyes reflecting Ying Qian's current appearance.

Her beautiful face had lost the last bit of color, and was so pale that it seemed as if it would disappear with the wind at any time.

Man is about to die.

It's not pretty at all.

But in Xiang Xuanhai's eyes, Yingqian is the most beautiful woman, and no one can compare with her.

There was a tremor in his heart like the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

His trembling fingertips gently touched Ying Qian's cold cheek.

"Love...I love you."

"Do you love me more than you love yourself?"

Seeing the tears in Xiang Xuanhai's eyes.

Ying Qian closed her eyes and smiled silently.

Although I can no longer hear his voice clearly.

But she understood clearly the answer given by Xiang Xuanhai.

"That's enough..."

Yingqian's fingertips trembled slightly, and he used his last strength to hook Xiang Xuanhai's little finger.

"If you want to be a good king, don't kill people randomly anymore..."

A strong wind blew up.

Countless winds and sand were blown up.

This made everyone present couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

But when everything returns to calm.

In Xiang Xuanhai's arms, Ying Qian's shadow was no longer visible.

There was only one piece of bloody clothing left.

There are no other traces.

It was as if she had never appeared in this world.

Only the piece of clothing dyed bright red can prove traces of Yingqian's existence.

"girl..."

Qianqiu's eyes widened.
To be continued...