Evil Phoenix

Chapter 572 I Believed, But I Can't Believe It Anymore

"You have said this to me before, and I believe it. You also said that in this life, you would like to accompany me to walk all over the mountains and rivers, to see the mountains, to enjoy the snow, and not to fight for power or power. Simple is good, but Now you have become the crown prince of Tianao who is under one person and above ten thousand people."

Glancing at Ling Liche who was slightly stunned, Bai Luoge didn't seem to have any intention of stopping.

"You also said to me that you wish to have someone's heart forever, but the second I believed in you, you hugged another woman into your arms, and cruelly said to me that I will kill you without mercy." ! This is your perseverance, and I will never forget it.”

The vivid past was like living beings dancing in front of Bai Luoge's eyes, but she killed them all under the blade of the sword in the next second.

Bai Luoge's accusation was like tearing open a wound in his heart, it hurt Ling Liche and at the same time made himself drip with blood.

Ling Liche's originally gloomy expression kept changing in Bai Luoge's words. His frowning brows and slightly closed eyes seemed to be waging a huge struggle with himself.

Familiar scenes flashed before his eyes, and Bai Luoge's words seemed to knock open the door called memory in his mind, causing him to lose control suddenly.

He pressed his heart tightly with one hand, and the beating frequency was like a sedan chair being hit by a beast, chaotic.

Great sadness pervades every corner of the heart, and the cracking head is like countless chrysalis with jagged teeth and tentacles, constantly chewing up the cud.

Unable to restrain himself, he leaned against the edge of the table, covered his chest with one hand, and firmly supported the table with the other, so he gritted his teeth and did not fall down.

Ling Liche tried hard to fight against the picture in his mind, but in Bai Luoge's eyes, he was putting on an air.

Would you believe that a person who issued an order to kill you would cry for you when he heard the news of your death?

Maybe, but that's not Bai Luoge.

"The holy son of the dignified gods and demons has such deep affection for me, the remnant of the Holy Spirit clan. Do I, Bai Luoge, want to be grateful to Dade?"

As if Ling Liche's remorse wasn't enough, Bai Luoge added coldly.

She will never forget what Ling Liche said to her at the moment Bai Yan died!

He will never forget that when she was forced to Wangchuan Cliff, he turned around and left without hesitation with the woman named Luo Er in his arms.

If it weren't for Feng Nanjin's life-saving protection, Bai Luoge would have already died on Wangchuan Cliff.

What right did he have to feel heartache at this moment, what right did he have to ask her to stay by his side, and what right did he have to tell her that we would live and die together?

The one who truly lives and dies for Bai Luoge is Feng Nanjin, not you Ling Liche!

No, it's not that Feng Nanjin wants to live and die with her, but rather die for her and let her live well...

Once the wound of memory is torn, it is like digging open a dry well that has been buried with rotting corpses for many years. Even if there is only a pair of withered bones left, you can be dragged into the endless purgatory like countless maggots crawling all over the seven holes in that second. .

At the bottom of that bottomless black lake called love, the breath you tried to survive was firmly blocked by the stinky mud, and the water plants covered with countless tentacles and suckers were like dead people's hair entangled tightly around your stiff body limbs.

You fear, you struggle, you do everything you can to pray, and finally disappear in despair, only hatred is firmly engraved in your heart.

Even if you are refined into a pair of bones at the bottom of the lake, smelly and rotten, you can still remember the person you most wanted to stab into his chest at the moment of rebirth and soberness.

(End of this chapter)