"Mo Xun!" Zhu Sha's face instantly turned blue, and her bright eyes swept towards Mo Xun like a blade!

"I'm telling the truth." Turning a blind eye to her anger as if she had been stepped on, Mo Xun walked to the window with the cat in his arms, and jumped out nimbly.

He picked up the oil-paper umbrella placed under the window and opened it. He looked back at him with half-smiling eyes, "As for why you gave her the Bixiang Pearl... Cinnabar, don't you think you are sinful? You gave her the Bixiang Pearl to protect her at the critical moment.

Life is just to offset a little sin."

"Xun!" Zhusha glared at him angrily, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and her beautiful face turned out to be a bit sad and ferocious, "In order to regain the ancestral heritage, you have to pay a price!"

"...the price...haha." Mo Xun turned his head, holding an umbrella and drifting away. His gentle laughter had an indescribable coldness about the vicissitudes of life, "I will stay in Shangjing for a while, unless there is something big.

Otherwise, don't bother me!"

Zhu Sha walked to the window in a daze, and the cold night wind carrying rain blew her beautiful face, which was white and bloodless, revealing a ferocious green color and pain.

After a long time, she finally let out a sigh of regret, and her expression once again returned to the elegance and indifference of a pool of clear autumn water.

As she reached out to close the window, Zhu Sha felt a flash of white shadow in front of her eyes, and a cold and wet big hand eagerly grabbed the back of Zhu Sha's snow-white hand!

"Sha'er..." A hoarse and painful voice came out from the man's pale lips, begging as if filled with endless guilt and regret.

The pupils shrank slightly, and instantly burst out with crazy hatred like a blade. Cinnabar's calm and watery face was instantly distorted, blue and white intertwined, and the deep-seated hatred made the expression sad and ferocious, like a mad devil!

As if her hand had been bitten by a snake, she jerked her hand out, raised it high, and swung it towards the man's haggard and handsome face with earth-shattering anger and hatred——

"Snapped!"

Loud slaps sounded like thunder in the rainy night.

"Ming Ruojing, you have no right to call me that!" Trembling all over, Zhu Sha screamed with hatred, disgust and anger as if she wanted to kill him, and an abnormal and superficial blush appeared on her pale face!

Her hateful and angry eyes stabbed into the man's chest like a blade, and then stirred hard.

"Sha'er...I'm sorry...give me a chance to atone for my sins, okay?" The man's eyes were red, he was choking, and he begged with regret.

"Atonement, what sins can you atone for? You destroyed me, you know! You destroyed everything about me!! You know that I only have Ye in my heart! Are you worthy of Ye, can you be worthy of me!" Hatred and despair slipped out of the corners of cinnabar eyes.

Tears, retreating step by step, shrill screams, crying blood!

"Yes, I am guilty! It is hard to escape the blame for playing to death! But, Sha'er, if killing me will make you feel better, just kill me!" The man looked pale and sad, and walked into the room dejectedly, with a heavy heart.

He knelt down in front of her with a "bang" sound.

"Killing you, will killing you put everything back on track? Ming Ruojing, even if you die, you can't make up for the sin of destroying me!" Tears fell, and the cinnabar face was so ferocious.

Terrified, the watery eyes cut out the man with hatred like a knife, and the accusing words became more and more sad and hateful!

"Ming Ruojing, I hate you, I hate you! I hate you so much!!" In the end, she couldn't help but the hatred and anger that stirred in her heart like a knife, and she pounced on her like crazy, scratching and biting.

, punching and kicking.

The man knelt on the ground in pain and sorrow, closed his eyes tightly and endured her attack, as if he was letting her down.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhu Sha was finally tired of crying and beating. She feebly let go of the man's collar, staggered up and turned her back to the man.

"Ming Ruojing... From now on, you have to use your life to help me." Her voice was empty and tired, but cold as snow, with hatred in her bones, "I want to be Ye's only beloved woman!"

"Sha'er, I swear, Ming Ruojing, from this moment on, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand!" On the man's pale handsome face, which was dripping with blood, a pair of red eyes suddenly opened, blooming with ecstasy and a hint of joy.

Relief, but more of a... gray and cold dejection.
Chapter completed!