Chapter 243

Ye Zhanyun's voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs, "Master didn't save you back because he wanted to see you become what you are now."

He stood blankly outside the door, confused for a while.

"Master, please let me go, don't worry about me anymore..."

"You let me die, I don't want to live anymore..."

Anyang's desperate cry crushed his body inch by inch.

To die, to want to die, this word is like a poisonous snake with its fangs open, gnawing at his soul fiercely.

Can't die, she can't die!She is dead, what should he do!He finally, finally found her!

Pushing open the door abruptly, her tearful eyes stared at Anyang's face in grief, "Xinyue..."

The sudden appearance made Anyang froze immediately.The red eyes from crying showed fear and panic when they saw the person clearly.

"Master, master! He's here to arrest me, he's going to torture me..." Amidst the screams, she broke down and cried, "No, let me go, let me go..."

"I won't pester you anymore, you let me go..."

Ji Yanshu's heart suddenly fell into an ice cave, he opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "I don't, Xinyue...I don't..."

He wanted to tell her that he never meant to hurt her.He just, he just realized that he had fallen in love with her before he knew it...

"Xinyue, I won't hurt you again..."

"Ji Yanshu! Do you think I'm dead!" Ye Zhanyun didn't expect that he would sneak into the Yunxiao Palace without a sound. He opened his palm, and the condensed Silver Moon Sword emitted a cold light.

The body that forcibly broke through, just summoned the blade, and the pain has already begun.

He resisted the surging blood in his heart and lungs, and stood in front of Anyang.

"I didn't come to fight," Ji Yanshu shook his head in pain, "Xinyue, I didn't do it, don't be afraid of me."

He stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to appease Anyang.

However, this subtle movement made Anyang's eyes flood with fear again, and she hid behind Ye Zhanyun tremblingly.

The white veil covered the face, but on the exposed skin, ugly scars were clearly visible.

As if noticing what he was looking at, Anyang let out a scream, and his body trembled more and more.

"Don't look, don't look..."

The trembling voice in his throat made Ji Yanshu's tears fall uncontrollably, "Xinyue... I, I didn't come to take you away..."

He choked with sobs and opened his mouth, and the hand that was raised in mid-air fell down in a slump.

In this man's frightened eyes, he saw his humble self.

He never thought that there would be a day when Anyang was afraid of him, hated him, and even hated him...

"Get out!" Ye Zhanyun's hand holding the sword trembled inadvertently, suppressing the blood that was about to spurt from his throat.

Such a deadly little move was easily caught by Ji Yanshu.

He stared at Ye Zhanyun with complicated eyes. Now he can easily crush this person to death, just like crushing an ant.

But he was very clear in his heart that Ye Zhanyun became like this because of Anyang.

And what did he do...

"I just want to see her, nothing else," the hoarse voice slowly overflowed, and he staggered back two steps, "Believe me, I didn't know that such a thing would happen, I didn't do it..."

(End of this chapter)

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