The sharp dagger was controlled by Duan Lin's hand, and Fan Wei was close at hand, and he could even feel the faint chill emanating from the dagger. But even so, Fan Wei still has expectations or confidence in Duan Lin. How could it be so easy to accumulate the bondage of countless lives and deaths
Break off.
Duan Lin grasped the hilt of the knife, slowly raised the dagger, changed the direction of the dagger, and aimed the sharp tip of the dagger at Fan Wei's heart.
As it slowly progressed, the dagger was getting closer and closer to Fan Wei’s heart. After a few seconds, a little bit of pain bloomed on the skin of the left chest. pain.
Fan Wei's fist was silently clenched, and his eyes stared straight at Duan Lin's eyes. His eyes were facing each other. He tried his best to find the love from Duan Lin's pupils, but Fan Wei was left with endless love. Icy. As the pain in his chest became more and more obvious, Fan Wei was completely desperate.
In despair, Fan Wei's move was not to resist, run away or even wait for death, but to make an astonishing move, directly violently slamming her chest against the dagger.
The sharp dagger pierced the skin almost without resistance, and entered the beating heart. The hot blood enveloped the cold dagger.
Because of the speed and the sharpness of the dagger, Fan Wei didn't feel much pain, and even the whole chest was a little wooden. The only obvious feeling is that there is constant heat flowing from my body, which is caused by hot blood flowing out of my chest.
"Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?" Duan Lin stared at Fan Wei's eyes, even at the end of his life, Duan Lin's tone was still questioning.
The corner of Fan Wei's mouth raised, revealing a bitter smile: "I just don't want to let you destroy what I have been protecting myself."
Duan Lin loosened his hand and the dagger remained in Fan Wei's body.
At that moment, Fan Wei could detect a trace of hesitation in Duan Lin's eyes. Although it was fleeting, but at least appeared, Fan Wei was satisfied.
It seems that Duan Lin didn't completely hate Fan Wei, but his feelings for Fan Wei faded. When Fan Wei made this amazing move, he could still barely evoke a little bit of the incredible in Duan Lin's heart. Then for a moment, he would definitely think why this woman would do such a thing.
It's a pity that everything is meaningless, and the heart is devastated, leaving Fan Wei only a few minutes of time.
And these short few minutes also included the final brain death, that is, until Fan Wei lost consciousness and fell into a coma, there was only one minute left.
With the passing of blood, a strong sense of dizziness filled Fan Wei's brain, only feeling the softness of her legs, she fell to the ground limply.
This time, no one extended a helping hand to help Fan Wei, and she just fell to the ground straight.
The blood flowed down Fan Wei's body on the floor, continuously spreading outward, and finally formed a huge bright demon flower. And Fan Wei lay in the center of this demon flower, like a stamen about to wither, sad and helpless.
For Fan Wei, death is not terrible. She was sentenced to death as early as her childhood, and Fan Wei has made a profit by living to this day. Only blame there is something more terrible than death in this world, it is the withering of love.
God was unfair to Fan Wei and gave her an arduous fate, allowing Duan Lin to appear in her life rudely, destroying the Three Views that had been formed over the past two decades. God was kind to Fan Wei, and gave her the love that all the women rushed to, and it was still the kind of vigorous and persistent deep love. But in the end, it was the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, and it shattered into dreams at the touch of it. The most painful thing in the world is like this, get
When it comes to love, love is taken away again.
Before the consciousness dissipated, Fan Wei's eyes were fixed on Duan Lin's body. At least once in love, so Fan Wei wants to imprint this cheek in his mind, imprint it on his heart, whether it is going to Jiuyou Fengdu or Xitian Bliss, remember him. If there is an afterlife, you must wait for him to appear on the spot. At that time, Fan Wei will continue to ask him the unanswered question.
Question: "If Seven Colored Lotus does not exist in this world, would you never love me?"
The darkness was consuming Fan Wei's sight a little bit.
Duan Lin stood in front of him, close at hand, Fan Wei wanted to reach out to grab his hand, but pitifully found that she didn't even have the strength to raise his arm, leaving only her index finger to tremble slightly.
Duan Lin stood there from beginning to end, looking at the dying Fan Wei lonely and indifferently with the eyes of a cold king.
Farewell, my love. Thank you for appearing in my life, turning my black and white life into a colorful dream. Although the dream has collapsed now, I have no regrets, because I have laughed, been moved, and been warmed. That's enough.
"Master, how do you deal with the young lady?" the butler waiting by the side asked.
"She is no longer the lady here." Duan Lin's icy voice sounded: "Just dispose of it like ordinary corpses."
"Do you want to wait for her to breathe completely and give her the dignity that belongs to a person?" the butler asked again.
Duan Lin looked at Fan Wei without the slightest pity, and responded with Duan Lin's unique cold response: "Only when a person is alive do they have dignity. The dead will only have a result in the end, nothing more than becoming an evil thing, or the nutrients of the earth. ."
The housekeeper stopped speaking, just when he was about to execute Duan Lin's order, reach out to grab Fan Wei's arm, and dispose of it like rubbish.
A sneer sounded out of thin air: "Prickly rose, the final ending is so bleak, it's a pity."
The butler was serious and let out a low shout: "You dare to come to listen to Tao Pavilion, and die!"
"Hehe, the minion has to behave like a dog, the master didn't speak, where did you speak?" The voice fell, and a dark shadow rushed into the hall, and a strange gust of wind rose on the ground for the next second. , Sombra fought with the butler.
Because Fan Wei was on the verge of death, coupled with the extremely fast movements of Sombra and the housekeeper, Fan Wei only saw two vague shadows in the upper and lower areas of the hall. After a few seconds, the darkness completely swallowed his sight. Fan Wei's consciousness also disappeared, and she completely escaped into the eternal darkness. There was endless darkness before his eyes, and there was no other color except black. On both sides of the ears is a kind of dead silence that can drive people crazy, the sense of smell cannot perceive any smell, and the body is not hot or cold. Is this what it feels like after death, everything becomes meaningless? (End of this chapter)