"Your last words are not very good."

"Indeed... not very good." Songlu slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the tip of the knife between his eyebrows to be pushed into his head.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Songlu suddenly opened his eyes.

But what caught his eye were the sparks that had just splashed up, almost flying into his eyes.

Su Wangting, on the other hand, had retreated two feet away.

A man holding a long sword has appeared next to Songlu!

Ye Jinglan!!

"You promised me not to strike first." Ye Jinglan stared blankly at Zhao Lingan's body.

"Not bad, you are the first person who can force me away." Su Wangting said calmly.

"You broke your promise."

Su Wangting nodded: "Yes, from the beginning, I planned to break my promise."

"Why?"

Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "Because I don't want to see you, a bitch like you, showing that stupid smile again."

Hearing this, disappointment instantly filled Ye Jinglan's face: "Is this what you said, are you going to give me an epiphany?"

Su Wangting nodded: "You can say that."

"But you said that it doesn't make much sense to let a dying person have an epiphany."

Su Wangting slowly put the sword into its sheath, bent his knees slightly, and assumed the sword-drawing position: "But you also said that you want to struggle."

Ye Jinglan looked up to the sky and nodded: "I did say that."

After finishing speaking, Ye Jinglan slowly pulled out another dagger, and the two swords in his hand danced like sword flowers. His eyes when he looked at Su Wangting were full of regret.

Su Wangting shook his head slightly: "You shouldn't show such disgusting eyes to your enemies. Especially powerful enemies who can kill you."

Ye Jinglan hesitantly raised his swords: "I can feel you, that's right. I really don't want to fight to the death for the first time in my life with someone I want to be friends with."

"Shut up!" Su Wangting suddenly yelled, which frightened Ye Jinglan. "I don't even bother being friends with a loser like you!! You were just forgotten by me very quickly.

Another soul killed by the sword!!"

"Okay, okay..." Ye Jinglan slowly lowered his figure and assumed a very reluctant posture, "Before I die, I just want to tell you that Miss Qian is no longer in danger."

"Very good." Su Wangting's hand pressed on the handle of the knife, "But I won't appreciate it. Now I just want to see how deep an impression you, a loser, can leave on me before you die."

"I...I'm not a waste..." Ye Jinglan's voice was trembling, and the hands holding the sword were also trembling, "I just...don't like to fight and kill, let alone see people lose their lives..."

"No, you are a waste." Su Wangting replied with a cruel smile, "You will be a waste until the day you die. A waste who pleases me, but is killed by me like a dog."

"I'm... not a waste!!!"
Chapter completed!