"He risked his life to save you and me. How could he kill my father?" Xia He firmly stopped Xia Wushuang and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, please don't kill him."

The complicated color in Xia Wushuang's eyes flashed away, and Chu He could see it clearly. How could Xia He, who was excited and flustered, pay attention?

Buzz!

Xia Wushuang raised her eyebrows and scolded: "You don't even care about killing your father for him?"

Xia He was stunned. Tears welled up in his eyes. He bit his lip and said, "I care, but he will never kill his father."

"You want to be my enemy?" Xia Wushuang said in a deep voice, becoming increasingly cold.

"You are my dearest relative. He is my dearest love. I don't want to lose anyone." Xia He begged. "Sister, please don't do this."

Xia Wushuang looked miserable and said sadly: "What are you going to do? Are you making an enemy of me for the sake of an enemy who killed your father? That's great!"

Xia Wushuang suddenly raised his sword, turned around and slashed with his arm, splitting the exquisite coffee table in half.

Looking back sadly, the woman in white said coldly: "Xia He. From today on, we will never see each other again!"

Whoosh!

She tiptoed and jumped to the edge of the rooftop. Looking back at the Chu River, she jumped down gracefully.

"don't want!"

Xia He cried and ran over. But where could he see the figure of the woman in white?

She - just left like that?

Xia He was lying on the edge of the rooftop, tears welling up in his eyes, unable to stop them no matter what.

Chu He was about to step forward to comfort him, but suddenly he found a thin figure standing against the door at the exit of the rooftop. Who else could it be if it wasn't Huo'er?

Like Xia He, she was full of tears, her big watery eyes were red and swollen, and she was indescribably sad.

Chu He felt confused, pressed his right ear hard, and said softly: "Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Only you are allowed to know?" Huo'er lowered his voice and murmured to himself. "There is love on the master's sword. How can he really want to kill you?"

"It's just an unknown future. I'm so cruel to this sisterhood. It's so carefree, don't rely on it." The usually lively and cute little loli choked and trembled, and she grabbed the edge of the door with her fleshy hands and sobbed. "Master

It was a miserable life. Now that Uncle Xia has passed away, I have to bear everything with all my strength. I have given up Sister Xia’s thoughts. I will die in the future, so as to alleviate Sister Xia’s pain."

Chu He sighed softly.

How could he not see Xia Wushuang's intention? The white silk stabbed sharply, but when it reached the body, it was soft and soft, and the murderous intent was gone. It seemed as if it was really a dancing sword. It was just for Xia He.

Look. So that she can be afraid of her, hate her, or even hate her.

I'm done with this relationship today. From now on, life and death will depend on my destiny, so I won't have to worry about it anymore.

She was cruel enough to do it to Xia He. How could she do it to herself?

How can flesh and blood be cut off immediately?

This unparalleled girl is really decisive in doing things, deeply affectionate and paranoid.
Chapter completed!