Chapter 842 Young Marshal, Let’s Fight
She said she liked him, so once she no longer believed in him, she could abandon him so easily.

The man in front of him approached step by step, and the distance between them was only a few meters in a blink of an eye, Lian Yan pressed the trigger without hesitation.

The shot brushed against his arm, but it still only made his steps pause.

"do not come."

Her tone was rarely trembling, and Jun Gu was stunned for a while, but still couldn't help but smiled and approached.

Was she afraid of him, afraid that he would take her back?

how can that be possible?
The scene of her dying and wanting to blow herself up in the last world was a nightmare that he absolutely didn't want to think about again. How could he force her again?

She underestimated her influence over him.

Seeing that the distance between the two of them was only one step away, Lianyan warned sternly, "Don't come over!"

Although this fact is very timid, she knew that she couldn't do it. Even the moment he came in, her hands couldn't stop shaking when she shot, which was something she had never encountered before.

She doesn't want this, she hates herself like this.

He had obviously been betrayed, but he still couldn't help himself.

The man knelt down slowly, seeing him stretch out his hand to her, Lianyan could only feel her heart beating unnaturally, and her gun had already reached his chest exactly.

But she found there was no way she could shoot.

"You still like me a little bit, don't you?" He held her hand, with a pale smile on that overly handsome face.

"No." Lianyan denied it, "bang——" the gunshot sounded, and because of inertia, his body leaned back slightly, and after a while, he reached out and hugged her fiercely.

She said no.

So decisive, without even the slightest hesitation.

Jun Gu only felt that when he left this body, his soul was still in so much pain that he couldn't help but lose his voice.

The person in her arms lost her vitality almost instantly. As soon as Lianyan loosened her grip on the gun, the black gun fell from her hand and collided with the thick carpet, making a low crashing sound.

She grabbed Jiang Yucheng's skirt tightly, and couldn't help but bend over and spit out a mouthful of blood in the next moment. Her internal organs seemed to be tangled together, and she could hardly help crying out in pain.

That kind of pain came from the depths of her soul. Just when Lian Yan felt that she could hardly bear it, a wisp of blue flame escaped from her body, rushed towards the sky and then disappeared.

The flames and smoke were no strangers. It had helped her escape several times by chance, and even after she chose to blew herself up, it firmly protected her soul.

After the ray of flame disappeared, Lian Yan only felt that the pain from the depths of his soul finally disappeared gradually.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down. Some silhouettes that had never appeared in her mind kept flashing. It seemed that with the departure of the flame, she unraveled something that she had been forgetting and neglecting.

"Master, they all say I'm a fool..."

"Master..."

"Lian Yan, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

"Master, hug me..."

"Master, why can't I learn..."

Lianyan couldn't help but let out a suppressed growl as if countless miscellaneous things were stuffed into her mind in an instant. Those memories, obviously belonged to her, why have they been forgotten all the time.

It was obviously the most important memory, but for some reason it never appeared in her memory.

(End of this chapter)

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