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Chapter 301 Shen Wushuang's Death (Must Read)
The narrow and long eyes carry the unique nobility and elegance of the East, but because of the tear mole at the corner of the eyes, they are enchanting and alluring.

The snow-white robe was already a little wet, blood seeped out, the long black hair was scattered on the back of the snow-white neck, and the originally perfect body was even more exquisite and translucent.

Such a wonderful person has lost his breath.

Her tears could not be stopped, but the person she most wanted to see left when she just recovered.

Cen Ying's tears crackled like broken beads, she embraced the man on the ground, not caring about the blood on her hands.

There was a drizzle in the sky, the autumn wind was rustling, and the autumn rain was miserable.

Tears salted her loneliness, she shook Shen Wushuang gently.

"Wushuang, you promised I would come back."

"Wushuang, the first person I saw was you."

"Wushuang, you haven't seen me open my eyes yet."

"Wushuang, I haven't taught you medical skills yet."

"Wushuang, you are not much different from what I imagined."

"Wu Shuang, I broke my previous promise."

"Wushuang, you still have something to say to me."

Looking at the crying woman and the cold and cruel man beside her, he raised his hand and finally said, "Girl, you..."

Cen Ying waved his hand away, and said lightly, "I know it's you, Luo Xiao."

She had just seen the cyan jade pendant that he had been wearing all the time. She would not recognize the ancient patterns and patterns.

The man was startled, his expression changed slightly.

"Cen Ying, come with me." The man wearing a mask with a golden pattern recovered his complexion and said indifferently, with a cold expression.

"No, I won't go with you." Cen Ying replied indifferently without raising her head.

Undercurrents surged in the man's eyes, as if sparks burst out, but they were finally overwhelmed by the dark vortex in his eyes.

Facing Cen Ying mercilessly, he slashed down with his palm.

Cen Ying didn't notice for a moment and passed out.

The man picked up Cen Ying and was about to leave.

"My lord, what should I do with this man?" the subordinate said hesitantly.

The man only said "bury him" and left without looking back.

The rest of the people looked at the increasing rain and the bloody water all over the ground, with deep helplessness flashing in their eyes.

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(Next, I will describe what happened in the afternoon from the perspective of Shen Wushuang)
noon,

He wanted to tell Cen Ying what he wanted to say first, but he thought it would be better for her to face it by herself, and it shouldn't be too late to say it by then.

Because someone outside called him out, he made an agreement with Cen Ying to take it off when he came back, and put a bronze mirror on the table far away.

As a result, unexpectedly, this was the last time I talked to her.

He was in a hurry to go out, but he didn't expect to see a group of men in black when he opened the door.

One of the men in black was very dazzling.

Ice blue eyes are passionate and indifferent, with a high nose bridge, a white brocade robe, a dark golden belt around her waist, an ancient jade pendant the size of an egg, and a golden mask on her face.

The color on the mask is very pure, so pure that it looks like it is made of pure gold, but the mask doesn't cover the whole face, it only covers above the nose, and it also reveals the pair of cold and dust-free eyes. There is also the manjushahua outlined in blood, with sharp edges and corners, making people dare not imagine what a magnificent face will be after taking off the mask.

Shen Wushuang sensed a hint of danger, and the coercion exuded by the other party was obviously extraordinary.

Shen Wushuang still asked politely: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)