He really didn't believe that she would die in the mouth of a wild beast, because she was too strong in his heart. He had never seen her fall behind. How could a girl like her die in such an unknown way? white.
"Escape? You tied her hands and feet, how did you let her escape! You are a hermaphrodite, you are the one who killed her! It was you who killed her!" Chu Shaoyang's chest felt like it was holding back It looked like it was going to explode, roaring like a wounded beast.
The sound spread out of the tent, and the expressions of the sergeants guarding outside the tent all changed greatly, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.
When the other soldiers heard his roar, they all moved further away from his tent.
Mr. Qianmian said in a daze: "Is she really dead? Is it really me who harmed her? Haha, good, great. I have always hated her to the core. Now that she is finally dead, my revenge has been avenged. I also got angry..."
But why do I feel so uncomfortable!
Along the way, he had been racking his brains and wanted revenge, but now that he had really taken revenge, and his enemy died at the mouth of a wild beast, he felt as if he had lost something, and felt empty in his heart.
Recalling the day and night he spent with her, he experienced the horror of life and death. Although it was thrilling, when he stood side by side with her on the top of the mountain and saw Yuezhou City turned into a sea of fire, and the South Vietnamese soldiers were burned to the point of crying and howling, and they were completely defeated. Joy and pride arose spontaneously in my heart.
At that moment, he no longer regarded her as an sworn enemy, but as a companion fighting side by side.
Although this thought flashed through his mind, it was undeniable that it existed.
Now when he first heard the news of her death, he didn't feel happy or happy. Instead, it felt like he had lost a partner, which was hard for him to accept.
"Are you crying? Humph, aren't you the killer of Zixiao Pavilion? A cold-blooded killer who kills without blinking an eye, but you also cry? Why are you crying? Are you regretting it?" Chu Shaoyang stared at him and said coldly.
Cried? Is he talking about himself
How ridiculous! He is a famous, cold-blooded and ruthless young man with a thousand faces, how could he shed tears! That kid must be talking nonsense!
Young Master Qianmian felt something tickling across his face. He stretched out his hand and touched it, but his hand was wet.
He stared at the tears on his hands in disbelief, unable to believe that they were coming from his own eyes.
Ridiculous, so ridiculous!
He wanted to smile, but the corner of his mouth curled up, and the smile he revealed was uglier than crying.
If Tuoba Zheng were to see him like this, the image of the fairy in his heart would be completely shattered.
Young Master Qianmian slowly raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face. Perhaps, he felt regretful, sad and regretful just because that girl Shen did not die in his hands.
If he had known it would end like this, he wouldn't have had to play any tricks and just let her die in his own hands.
"It was you who killed her. You can't live a good life. I will definitely avenge her! Don't you like to pretend to be a woman? Then I will send you to Tuoba Zheng. He is obsessed with you. If you go crazy, I will definitely treat you well!"
Chu Shaoyang's resentment towards the Thousand-faced Young Master has reached its peak. He wants to cut this man into pieces, but that would be too cheap for him. He must keep him alive!
Life is worse than death!