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Chapter 1833 Lieyan article: only hate left

Ah.

She did it.

She is great.

Countless times stabbed his heart with a sword.

The blood dripped onto Dugulie's black robe drop by drop like flowers from the other side of hell.

He looked at the long sword piercing his chest and smiled.

Laugh misty, lonely, lonely, desolate.

He remembered the first time he and Murong Yan met.

Even though he knew that she was approaching him with a purpose, he still opened his arms to her without hesitation.

Because he also gambled.

He was betting on Murong Yan's love and sincerity for him, as well as his soft heart.

However, he lost.

Isn't it said that women are the most soft-hearted animals?

fraud.

He doesn't believe anything anyone says.

He is a fallen leaf floating on the rivers and lakes.

He lived with his own mother since he was a child.

Mother has suffered a lot for him, because they are poor and have no ability.

He remembered that when his mother was seriously ill, when he was a child, Dugu Lie would knock on doors from door to door, begging those doctors to give his mother some medicine.

But Dugulie had no money, so naturally no one could see a doctor for his mother.

In the end, he watched his mother die of illness.

Before she died, her mother told him that she would find a woman he loved to live a good life in the future.

Because his mother knew that Dugulie would have psychological shadows, and his mother hoped that Dugulie would find comfort in love.

Later, Dugulie knew that people must have money and power, so as not to be bullied.

So he slowly became stronger.

Later, he met Murong Yan.

Murong Yan was the first woman who gave him the idea of ​​living a good life.

However, all this is a deception.

She deceived herself, deeply deceived herself.

Dugulie's body was trembling precariously, he didn't look at the little face behind him who was haunted by dreams, his pale thin lips parted slightly, and asked lightly: "Are you in pain?"

Behind her, Murong Yan's hands froze.

My heart shattered.

Does it hurt?

Does it hurt?

These two words kept hitting her heart.

She looked at Dugulie's back expressionlessly.

The relationship between them was really cut off completely by her.

Dugulie, who hadn't received a response for a long time, curled his lips and smiled, looked at Bai Mosi, and said, "I lost."

Three words.

Lightly, Murong Yan's heart shook violently.

The next moment, Dugulie supported his body, and ruthlessly pulled away from her long sword.

He desperately supported his body that was about to fall, and said indifferently: "From now on, all we have left is hatred."

Love, gone.

It was cut to pieces by you with a knife and a sword.

Behind Murong Yan burst into tears.

Strange movements roared in the sky, and Bai Mosi was horrified: "Yan'er, hurry up, we will be surrounded by people in a while."

Dugulie stared into the distance expressionlessly.

Bai Mosi rushed over and hugged Yan'er horizontally, jumped on the horse and ran forward, and the people from Dali Temple also ran away in an instant.

The tree-lined path was eerily silent.

Suddenly.

'Plop' sound.

Dugulie knelt down.

The shadow roared anxiously: "Sovereign, suzerain..."

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"Your Majesty, the mission of this humble minister has been completed."

"Mosi, no one will disturb our lives anymore."

"Tangtang, you are not allowed to go to school today."

"Murong Yan, you are such a disgusting woman."

For a month after the assassination of Dugulie, Murongyan kept saying these words all day long like she was in a daze.

On the throne room, she kept repeating these words.

In the White House, she kept repeating these words.

In front of Tangtang, she kept repeating these words.

In the middle of the night, she scolded herself to herself.

(End of this chapter)