Chapter 782 The sorrow of civil strife(2/2)
At this moment, a crisp and light sound of "dang" woke him up. He looked at the woman in her arms in shock and held the dagger weakly, pressed against her chest, but hit the heart protection mirror and failed to stab it in.
A wry smile suddenly surged across the woman's face and said, "Am I useless?"
"No."
The young man's eyes moved away from the dagger, and his hot and soft eyes stared at the woman's face.
"Can you go with me?"
The woman looked at the young man in a daze.
"Crazy... When did I reject you?"
The young man smiled brightly, hugged the woman tightly, gently held the woman's hand with one hand, slowly moved the dagger away, pushed away the heart protection mirror, and... stabbed in!
Puff!
A bunch of blood suddenly burst out, soaking in the woman's eyes that were no longer angry and full of affection.
Qing Youth closed the woman's beautiful eyes lightly, her high head slowly lowered, and her forehead was printed with the woman's forehead.
Chapter completed!