Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

"Since you are about to fall into hell, it's okay to tell you." Yun Jingchu bent down, looked into Yun Jingchu's eyes, and spoke softly.

"This body is undoubtedly Yun Jingchu's, but the soul in this body is Yun Jingshu. That day, after I died in the fire, maybe God felt that my death was too unjust, maybe it was you I can't stand the face of these scumbags and Dongfang Chen. Maybe my life is too hard for Hades to accept. In short, I have been reborn. So, what you did to me, I want It will be returned to you a thousand times and a hundred times, do you understand now?"

With a cold smile from hell, Yun Jingchu looked at Yun Xiyao and asked.

Yun Xiyao's eyes were confused, she looked at Yun Jingchu as if she was looking at an alien object.

"Impossible... Impossible... How can there be such an unimaginable thing in the matter, you must be using this kind of thing to scare me, and by the way make an excuse for your cruelty and inhumanity." Yun Xiyao's face was pale , shaking his head, muttered incoherently.

"You already believed it, didn't you?" Yun Jingchu sneered and straightened his waist, "Otherwise, why would you tell me why I hate you so much and want to put you to death apart from this reason?"

"It was Yun Jingshu who asked you to deal with me. That woman Yun Jingshu is not dead. That woman is used to playing tricks. Tell me, where is Yun Jingshu? I want to see her. Let her come to see me." Yun Xi Yao began to struggle to sit up.

However, the iron chain restricted his movements, and she couldn't sit up, so she could only bounce on the bed~ in vain.

"..." Yun Jingchu looked at Yun Xiyao coldly, and did not speak.

Yun Xiyao looked crazy, she kept shouting to see Yun Jingshu, and after a long time, she seemed to be tired from shouting, lying on the bed, panting and looking at Yun Jingchu...

"Then, who is Yun Jingshu who reappeared after the fire in the cold palace? Don't tell me that someone else is pretending." Yun Xiyao asked with a very calm expression, panting heavily.

"It's me." Yun Jingchu said as he took out the disguise mask that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve, and stuck it on his face. Then, Yun Jingshu's face appeared in front of Yun Xiyao.

Yun Xiyao's expression became very complicated, a trace of despair gradually rose in her eyes...

"I still can't believe it..." Yun Xiyao's eyes gradually became silent, and she said "I don't believe it", but the expression on her face believed it.

"Whatever you want." Yun Jingchu tore off the disguise mask from his face, and then said, "This is the last time we meet. From now on, you will go to your hell, I will live my life, and the relationship between us The evil fate should also end."

After finishing speaking, Yun Jingchu smiled slightly, turned around without hesitation, and walked towards the door.

"...How did he die?" Yun Jingchu walked to the door and was about to push the door open when he heard a faint voice behind him.

This him is undoubtedly Xuanyuan Lin.

Yun Jingchu turned his head, looked at Yun Xiyao's eyes, and said slowly with a smiling expression: "He was stabbed in the center with a sword to death without injury."

Yun Xiyao was stunned for a moment, then slowly revealed an inexplicable, mocking smile, without saying a word, and slowly closed her eyes, a crystal teardrop slipped down from her eyes, across the scar on her face, drowning In the bedding below...