Just as he was trying to stab him to death, the target of the raid automatically sent the knife.
Bai Weiwei almost reflexively stabbed him to death.
But looking at Xia Ya's calm and tragic eyes, she flicked her fingertips, but she didn't act immediately.
Xia Ya's snow-white fingertips held the back of her hand, her tone still indifferent.
"After killing me, someone will arrange your new identity. Your witch mark has been completely eliminated when you exchanged lives. No one will know that you are a witch in the future."
Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly, as if she couldn't come back to her senses.
She pursed her lips, but said nothing.
Xia Ya didn't mind either, and began to nag about future arrangements meticulously.
The address of the dragon's treasure.
The number of magicians protecting her.
All security for her future life.
The prosperous beauty of the place to live.
Everything, he has exhausted everything, and arranged for her any retreat, any good life.
everything a man can give.
He paid for it all.
Xia Ya's eyelashes as thick as butterflies fell, and Violet's eyes were deep and rich.
The knife in the girl's hand touched his chest, and the sun shone in.
The picture is warm and strange.
The gentle eyes of the young man are like the most amazing affection of the years, and there is a strong and deep love hidden in the calm words.
His voice was soft and calm.
"So, you can kill me."
He was so sincere, so remorseful and remorseful.
Bai Weiwei finally seemed to have come back, she blinked dully, her eyes covered with a layer of water mist.
"You killed my mother?"
Xia froze, but nodded.
The order to annihilate the witch was planned and even ended by him.
Even if her mother didn't kill him personally, he was the real initiator.
Bai Weiwei's face became even paler, and her tone was also suppressed and trembling.
"Xia Ya, you killed it too?"
This Xia is the little baron.
He paused and shook his head lightly, "I may have killed him indirectly. He died because of your witch identity, and the law that your identity as a witch will definitely die was made by me."
everything is over.
Xia Ya's heart is empty.
He and her are no longer possible.
It is impossible for her to like him, to be with him, or to fall in love with him after a long time together in the future.
Because he doesn't deserve it.
Her misery, pain, and despair along the way were all his fault.
Even when the rules for exterminating witches were formulated back then, they could not be so resolute and ruthless, and so reckless.
It will not make her so miserable today.
When Xia Ya said these words, the peace in his eyes finally shattered.
The fragile side of the young man cannot be hidden at all.
His thin lips trembled at her, his eyes reddened.
It was because he knew that she could not forgive him that he would rather die in her hands than let her go.
Otherwise, he really can't let go.
Bai Weiwei held the knife with her fingers, loose and tight, tight and loose.
Eventually her fingertips loosened and the knife almost fell out.
As soon as Xia Ya caught it, he clenched the knife and asked anxiously, "Are you afraid to kill someone? Or I'll kill myself."
Bai Weiwei looked at him without words.
Said to the system: "This is the first time I see the target of the raiding party so eager to die."
System: "Could it be that you feel that you have to spend hundreds of years with you, and you are so scared?"
Bai Weiwei: "..."
The system didn't speak human words, she shouldn't blame him.
The taste of this plastic friendship is still so good.