The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 222 Colorful Formation (42)
"What does the fourth princess mean...?" Xuanyuanxuan asked in a slightly unclear voice with deep eyes.

"Prince Xuanyuan Xuan doesn't need to ask any more questions, just do everything as I tell you." Huangpu Nuoxi looked confident, as if she had thought everything through.

"Xiao Yu——" The woman in the pink gauze finally jumped to the side of the long steel knife where Xiao Yu was, her eyes were full of tears, and there was a trace of distress in her eyes, and the voice of Yingsheng Yanyu was slightly crying.

"Weiwei——" the man smiled, his smile was pure, like the gentle breeze passing across the sea, calling out the woman's nickname in an affectionate and soft voice.

"Why are you so stupid.?" The woman's longing eyes swept across the steel knife he passed by, and she could hardly hold back all her controlled emotions, and finally burst into tears, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"I'm not stupid, as long as I can prove that this heart is free from impurities for you, I'm willing to do anything." Although Xiao Yu was at the end of his crossbow bow, his smile was still so clear.

"You're a fool, do you know that?" The woman's weeping voice became weaker and weaker, but there was a hint of distress in her soft reproach, for the man in front of her, the man she loved so much.

"Weiwei——" Xiao Yu still stood upright, the pain in the soles of his feet was so numb that he never felt a little bit, his handsome face gradually faded, and his face was as pale as paper. Now he is like a paper man, blown by the wind. It might fall over with just one blow, and the gentle calling voice is full of longing.

"Okay, don't say anything, I know everything, let's go to the doctor now." Ling Weiwei's calm expression still showed that slight panic, her eyes were flickering with fear, afraid of the man standing in front of her Falling down suddenly, frightened——
"Weiwei, if I don't say, maybe there will be no more chances." Xiao Yu's warm smile leaked out from the corner of her lips, which seemed to warm the woman's warm heart.

"There's no chance." Ling Weiwei immediately shook her head uncontrollably, with more and more panic and fear in her eyes.

"Weiwei, if I'm not here, I hope you forget about me!" Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly sadly, and a strange light flashed across.

"Xiao Yu, I forbid you to say such unconfident words, why are you not here anymore?" Ling Weiwei was unwilling to accept Xiao Yu, who was already at the end of her crossbow, and still held the light of hope, refusing to admit it.

"Weiwei——" Xiao Yu's straight body began to shake, his face was completely pale, he stretched out his powerless right hand, and his fingers as warm as jade brushed across her forehead, Xiao Yu smiled tenderly, with The affectionate light said, "Okay—don't—be sad." A warm finger brushed across her forehead, like a butterfly feather, which was exactly the door of her heart, Xiao Yu had a warm smile on her lips, slowly He fell to the ground, his eyes full of regretless light.

He fell down suddenly, his whole body just fell on the long steel knife, straight body, countless sharp knives were cruelly inserted into his whole body, and the bright red blood slowly fell down the tip of the knife again, more and more, slowly The entire length of the steel knife spread, and some of the overflowing blood slid down on the cold ground and became one with the dust.

Ling Weiwei's eyes were immediately dull, she didn't even cry, her face was slightly pale, she looked at her beloved man just like that fell on the long steel knife, she closed her eyes serenely, and the corners of her lips were still full of warmth The smile seems to be recalling good things.

(End of this chapter)