too affectionate

Chapter 286

The woman used the last strength of her whole body, bit her silver teeth, and cursed viciously with blood in her mouth, wishing that her curse would be fulfilled in the next second.

Hearing the woman's venomous curse, the man finally lowered his haughty and sickly eyes, looked at the people on the ground as if he was looking at an ant, and expressed his generosity.

"Being able to offer sacrifices to the Jingshi family is the most glorious moment in your humble life like dust. You should cheer, you should scream, you should kiss my feet and thank me for my great kindness..."

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sharp and stern laughter of the woman lying on the ground.

The woman no longer raised her head, and her whole body fell on the ground, she was out of breath from laughing, and her whole body was trembling violently.

The laughter was shrill, crazy, and insane, and it sounded much scarier than the crying. The laughter revealed the bitterness and sadness of half a woman's life.

At the end of the laugh, the laughter turned into tears without any disobedience, and turned into a deep red blood under the woman's body.

The man stopped talking, and the arc of his palm tightened a lot, speeding up the speed of absorbing energy from the fireball, and he didn't even want to give the woman any more sympathetic eyes.

The woman no longer struggled, as if all the strength in her body had disappeared, crawling on the ground as if she had lost her soul.

"It's been more than ten years...I've been married to you for more than ten years...I gave birth to Lan'er for you, and gave up everything for you...But you have never had a day...not a moment, you have regarded me as yours Wife...I know this, and I slowly began to accept it...But I never thought...In the end, I actually died by your hands, by my husband, my Holy One, In the hands of my god... just because I am a descendant of Suzaku, and I am responsible for Nanming Lihuo..."

The woman's entire face was covered by black hair scattered all over the floor, and only a faint voice passed through the hair.

The man didn't know whether he didn't hear it, or he didn't want to, or he didn't bother to answer, so he didn't speak at all.

"Yeah..." the woman continued to talk to herself, leaning her head weakly on her arms, "No one who loves you will end well... She has shouldered the responsibility of deceiving the world for you, and has fallen into hell for you." The eternal purgatory has become the devil who kills thousands of knives in everyone's heart, and there will be no birthday in eternity.

I was actually jealous of her... I thought she at least got your heart... Hahahahahahaha. The woman laughed sadly again, "But I forgot, you have never, never thought about it at all, she is just your tool just like me. "

At this moment, the fireball above the woman's head became increasingly dimmer and finally disappeared. Along with it, the woman's complexion became paler and paler.

And the stars in the man's hand are blended with golden yellow and crimson red, making them even more dazzling, completely filling the man's ecstatic eyes.

At this time, the woman didn't even have the strength to raise her head, her head was buried in her messy hair, and she made a final request.

"Can I see Lan'er again for the last time?"

No rage, no resentment, only entreaties and prayers.

"Of course not." The man didn't even look at the woman, all his attention was gradually disappearing on the stars in his palm.

When the stars disappeared completely, the man finally had the mood to talk to the woman.

"Jalan is a member of the Jingshi clan, the future saint, and the future god. You think you need him, but think about it, does he need you?"

The woman didn't raise her head, but her shoulders trembled even more.

The man looked at the group of people on the ground, and the love for more than ten years still flashed in his heart, which made him soften his tone, and said: "You just don't worry, I will definitely train him to be a perfect man." The best heir, let him inherit my mantle in the future and become the co-lord of heaven and earth in charge of this world..."

On that day, today, in this impeccable temple, the dark red blood was spilled on the pure marble floor.

Jing Shajialan's eyelids trembled, and he didn't even have the courage to recall it later. He just felt that all his blood was boiling hot, but his limbs were cold.

The day he feared the most, hated the most, and loathed the most, finally came once a year as promised, stabbing him as promised, and stabbing him with bruises all over his body.

On this day, the whole country is celebrating for him, but he is the only one left in pieces

(End of this chapter)