Chapter 1824

"Forget it, let Jiang Chengming die completely unwillingly, and it can be regarded as a sigh of relief for Sanskrit." A certain only thought for a few seconds, and finally moved to see Jiang Chengming.

After being locked up in such a meeting, Jiang Chengming seemed to have calmed down a lot, and after seeing Luo An'an, he stopped clamoring about "the Sanskrit is not dead".

People use the "affectionate" character design.

"Believe it or not, I really like Fanyin." Jiang Chengming emphasized to Luo An'an excitedly: "I never thought that she would really die, I thought the precious silver-tailed mackerel was somewhat extraordinary .”

Luo Anan: "Oh."

Seeing Luo An'an's reaction was so flat, Jiang Chengming continued unwillingly: "I killed my offspring to avenge Yin'er, and I studied soul art to revive Yin'er. Everything I did was for her!"

Luo An'an continued to respond in a neutral manner.

Jiang Chengming was furious: "If you don't believe it, how can you not believe it! I love Sanskrit more than myself, if not, I would have killed her the first time I found out that she was a silvertail mackerel! She gave up the chance of revenge! I love Sanskrit, why don't you believe it!"

Seeing that the other party was going crazy again, Luo An'an said lightly: "Why did you tell me that you love her? Why do you want me to believe it?"

Jiang Chengming was immediately speechless.

Luo Anan didn't intend to just let him go like this: "Let me tell you why! Because your words are all false, and you don't want to believe it yourself, so you can only let others believe that you are sincere to Sanskrit, so that you can Find a reasonable excuse for your unconscionable behavior!"

"If I were Sanskrit, knowing that I would still be used by you after death, I would wish I had never lived in this world!"

Looking at Jiang Chengming's soul that had turned white rapidly, Luo Anan sneered: "Your words were contradictory from the beginning. Since you never thought Sanskrit would really die, why would you try to revive her?"

"What's more, you still have the face to say that you didn't kill her immediately after knowing Sanskrit's identity because you loved her. Isn't it because you can't beat Sanskrit at all?" Di Pi: "You said you love Sanskrit, so did your junior sister grow up by herself? Could it be that your 130-year-old's blood is not your Jiang Chengming's blood! Jiang Chengming, do you know how disgusting you are, how disgusting you are? You have lied to yourself for so many years, and you still believe your own nonsense!"

"No, it's not." Jiang Chengming wanted to defend himself, but found that any language is so weak now, which made him even more broken!

"Can't you answer?" Luo Anan sneered: "You can go completely now, and take you to Sanskrit with endless guilt and irreparable remorse, just die like this! Yan Xiaoer, smoke it for me His mind! Otherwise, such a disgusting soul would not need to help my Jiuqing into medicine!"

Yan Xiaoer smiled slightly: "Yes."

"No, don't take my mind off, I don't want to just die like this!" Jiang Chengming finally revealed his most primitive selfishness and shamelessness, "I want to take home, I want to live, I can't die!!!"

It's a pity that he couldn't struggle anymore. Jiang Chengming, who was fully awake, cherished his soul very much, so Yan Xiaoer didn't have to worry that the other party would dissipate by himself.

A few seconds later, the black color on the soul that represented evil deeds completely faded away, and the rest of the soul shrank into a ball, shining bright white like a newborn, very innocent.

Luo Anan couldn't help but think of a sentence: At the beginning of human beings, nature is good.

(End of this chapter)

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