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Chapter 712: Should I kill him?

This knife blessed the power of thought and the curse of killing demons. If she continued to kill her sword, she could not only kill his body, but also hurt his soul root, making it difficult for him to condense and form within ten thousand years...

"Feng Xiaoxun, what else do you have to say?"

Luo Qingyu raised his left hand and closed his chin, but the full moon scimitar in his right hand was crossed to his neck.

Feng Xiaoxun's face was pale. He seemed to know that he could not escape death today. He closed his eyes slightly: "After killing me, let's bury my body and Feiyue together..."

He paused, his eyes fell gently on Fei Yue, and he sighed: "Uh, no, I have many enemies. After I die, someone might dig out my body to vent his anger. If she is implicated, she should be buried separately and get her a good coffin."

His voice was unprecedentedly lonely, and his eyes were a little dim.

Luo Qingyu's expression stuttered slightly, and his heart was twisted for no reason. The scene in the dream shook in front of him and he nodded: "Okay!"

After a pause, she suggested, "I can cremate you together and buried your ashes together."

This is the limit she can do for him.

Feng Xiaoxun's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed again, and he shook his head slightly: "No need, she doesn't love me. I forced her to stay. I won't let her go if I die like this. She is just blamed me, so she should just bury her alone."

His voice was bitter, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he closed his eyes slightly.

In fact, he was tired, and faced her all day long, but she never responded to him.

No matter what he did, she refused to open her eyes and looked at him again...

His thin lips were pursed into a thread, slightly white, looking like a pale and fragile, abandoned child. No one wanted him, and he didn't want anyone anymore...

Until now, he didn't know that Fei Yue loved him?!

Luo Qingyu felt a tide surging in his heart, and suddenly a loud bang in his mind. He blurted out: "No, she loved you, you have always been! She only felt guilty towards Indie, and never loved her. She went to seduce Indie, not all for her country, but because of you, because every time you lose at his hands, you will be lonely, drunk, and play the piano night and night. She can't bear to see you sad... "

Feng Xiaoxun was shocked when he heard her bamboo tube pouring beans, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide. His eyes clearly stated in surprise: "You - how do you know?!"

Fei Yue has been dead for nearly a thousand years, and no one or demon who knows these things is in this world.

Even if Di Shiyin is willing to tell Luo Qingyu anything, Di Shiyin doesn't know about Fei Yue in the Demon Palace!

How did the girl in front of me know?!

His eyes fell on the full moon scimitar in Luo Qingyu's hand again. This knife can only be used by Fei Yue, but this girl used it very easily, as if this knife was originally hers!

Could it be that - she is really Feiyue's reincarnation?!

After asking a word, his voice trembled.

Luo Qingyu seemed to have a basin of cold water poured on his head, and had a cold war and woke up in an instant!

What's wrong with me? Have you been possessed by a ghost?

He actually said such words to this devil!

Her wrist trembled, and her hand holding the knife trembled slightly. The blade was extremely sharp. As she trembled, there was a wound on Feng Xiaoxun's neck. Although the wound was not deep, blood slowly flowed out, soaking the blade-

The full moon scimitar shook like a scald, buzzing and making a buzzing sound.

Luo Qingyu was shocked. The knife seemed to have his own consciousness at this moment, trembling as if he was trying hard to leave Feng Xiaoxun's neck-

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I have been struggling for several hours about whether the heroine will kill Feng Xiaoxun. Cough cough.

Something happened these two days, so I will update you one more chapter
Chapter completed!