Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

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This sentence... Ugly slave said it to her brother, and she also said it to herself while laughing at herself.

In fact, her brother's thoughts, she knows better than anyone else! She cried, blocked, and even asked her brother's guarantee, and finally stood here... Facing this grave, it was so painful that she couldn't breathe!

She said, "Have you asked me?"

Of course I asked!

Besides, Li Qi had already made a decision, didn't he?

Who can blame the sound? Who can blame the ugly slave? Even... who can blame Li Qi?

The gears of time are turning so slowly, piecing together everyone's wounds and driving history forward.

It won't stop.

Countless people will sacrifice for this!

No one can stop it!

And it was this powerful and suffocating sense of fate that forced the last warmth from the ugly slave's heart away.

With helplessness...with helplessness...

Who should she hate?

Ugly slave's right hand unconsciously squeezed the sword at his waist.

In an instant, Hanmang swept past, and she drew her sword, but it was not the enemy, but her brother's tombstone.

She blushed and didn't look back. She suddenly said, "Rongyin, after the fall of Qi, I became an ugly slave."

Rongyin's fingers slowly tightened, and there was a dull pain in his heart.

"Over the years, I have only listened to your voice and only believed in you...until I met Li Qi..."

"Rongyin, he is my only relative."

relatives? !

Rongyin's eyes widened in disbelief!

She never thought that the ugly slave and Li Qi were actually relatives? !

She always thought that! ! !

Rongyin staggered back two steps subconsciously, a coldness slowly drawn from the bottom of his heart, more tormenting than dull pain!

She suddenly realized something, looking at the ugly slave who refused to turn back, she wanted to cover her ears and didn't want to listen any more!

But Ugly Slave didn't give her a chance, she said lightly, talking to herself:

"Nongyin, you have Li Fei, Chen Shuang, someone you want to help, and a great cause you want to accomplish... Even if you lose one or two, it doesn't matter, there are always other things to support."

"I only have my brother..."

Immediately smiled, "And now, he's lying here..."

"You said... in this world, what do I have left?"

"Why, do you want to leave me alone?"

The ugly slave raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"If I lose Qi, I can still be the sword in your hand. But without him... I can't be an ugly slave again!"

Nanyin covered his mouth, as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his throat.

She understands that the extremely cold and ugly slave is saying goodbye at this moment...

And she has no reason to save it at all!

The ugly slave looked at the tombstone, and unexpectedly raised the corners of his lips, obviously smiling, but there were tears in his eyes.

Holding the sword, she suddenly raised her hand and waved—

The tombstone was cut in two by an iron sword!

The fracture is neat, like cutting tofu.

The gravel fell and slid on the loess, making a sound!

Even knowing that it was a prop made of gypsum board, the onlookers couldn't help gasping for air.

Everyone's first reaction: Is the ugly slave crazy? How could she even destroy her brother's tombstone?

In the next second, Qi Sheng gave an explanation.

She kept smiling, her expression was indeed cold.

"You say, everyone is dead, no matter how well the tomb is repaired, what's the use?"

He changed his breath hastily, his voice was cold and desperate: "He promised me that he would live well, but he made a blunder..."