Death Spell

Chapter 221

Le Wenyao was really going crazy.

Sang Xie said nothing, stretched out his hand and pulled Le Wenyao's arm forcefully, completely breaking away from him.

The moment Le Wenyao grasped the air, Le Wenyao seemed to have lost a world. Tears covered her entire vision. She stared at the blurred and distant figure, and cried out of control, "Big idiot! Big idiot!" What kind of image? He roared hysterically at Sang Xie's back.

"I hate you! I hate you Sang Xie!"

If Sang Xie just left her world like this, she would not only hate her for the rest of her life, but also hate herself.

Sang Xie stopped, looked at the red bronze tripod, his eyes were blurred and boundless, turned back to look at Le Wenyao, and smiled calmly: "Wen Yao, close your eyes and don't look."

Le Wenyao froze in place, she must be the crazy person, why is she still laughing at this moment?

Still smiling... so pretty!

Just like meeting her for the first time, with a confident and gentle smile.

When Sang Xie turned around and brushed past Zhao Yu, she said in a low voice, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"It was a good parting scene, and it didn't take long."

"Remember your words, let Wen Yao go." After Sang Xie finished speaking coldly, she jumped into the cauldron.

Le Wenyao looked at the moment when Sang Xie jumped into the cauldron like this, as if time, tears, breathing and heartbeat all stopped, and then slowly fell to pieces. Le Wenyao, who completely lost her mind, stared at Zhao Yu with red eyes.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Yu stared at the cauldron, looked back at Le Wenyao and sneered, "I'm already dead, how can Ah Yao kill me? Besides, who told Ah Xie not to kill me just now?"

Not knowing whether it was the severe pain in the wound, or a complete emotional breakdown, Le Wenyao didn't respond, but passed out directly.

Looking at the fainted Le Wenyao, Zhao Yu first smiled lightly and finally laughed out loud, as if the resentment buried in her heart had finally dissipated.

"What belongs to me can only belong to me forever. Those who hurt me will end up dead." Zhao Yu took out a yellow talisman with a human figure from his pocket, and turned to Le Wenyao coldly: "Ah Yao , don't blame me... I have no intention of letting you go."

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