Hello, my devil!

403 kill him
Under the illumination of the light, this sharp blade showed its cold light.

Ye Xiaowei held the knife tightly, looking for the best moment.

Leng Yuyang held Ye Xiaowei in his arms. His eyes were filled with panic and distress that he had never seen before. He gently touched her cheeks that were dirty from dust and said softly: "Why..." not talking…………"

How worried he was about her, how much he wanted her to hug him and cry to himself, "You are finally here."

However, she didn't even say a word to him.

This made him feel panicked.Like a lion that can't find its home behind it.

Under the desolate grassland, I looked a little lonely and scared.

Ye Xiaowei's voice was completely mute at this time, as if his throat was blocked by something, making it difficult to speak.

Only breath sounds showing the shape of the mouth can be made.

She still looked at Leng Yuyang coldly, and Leng Yuyang even felt that the coldness in her eyes was getting bigger and colder than before, as if it was... a little hateful.

Leng Yuyang couldn't help but tremble when he realized this, and there was a chill in his back.

Did she blame herself for being late?

Or.........something has been done to her?

No matter which reason it was, Leng Yuyang's heart suddenly tightened.His eyebrows were knitted together, and his pretty lips muttered: "Please...please...please...speak please...don't scare me."

She gently opened her mouth and her small, bloodless lips, "wohen...na..."

Leng Yuyang didn't know what her lip shape meant, but he only knew that it should be three words.He became even more panicked and asked anxiously: "What medicine did they give you?! Can't you speak anymore?!"

Ye Xiaowei noticed at this moment that all his attention was focused on her, and the knife she held in her hand became even more unscrupulous.

There was even a sense of leisure that cut through the cold and bloody air with a bone-chilling edge.

Just stab it on your back.

Stab this knife hard on him.

Ye Xiaowei, you hate this person, you hate this person, you are going to use this knife to hurt him.You really want him to die.

Use this sharp blade to cut through his clothes, pierce his skin, and reach his heart.

Her eyes gradually turned red, and the hand that was about to penetrate her began to tremble.

It's a weird, almost perverted excitement.

Kill him, kill him, kill him! ! ! !
It seemed like this was the only voice left in her mind! ! !
I want more of the smell of blood on him, I want his blood to flow into rivers and lakes!

Leng Yuyang felt her trembling and became even more anxious. He didn't know how to comfort or calm this little person's heart.

He seemed anxious and a little scared, so he had no choice but to move closer to her cheek and press his kiss on her cheek with a slight trembling.

"Be good, don't be afraid, I'm here." He stared at her with his dark eyes.In this large and empty venue, the sound seemed a little thin.

Ye Xiaowei looked at him, her eyes were red, she opened her lips again, and softly uttered a few lip sounds.

Then------

She stabbed the short knife into his back with all her strength and trembling.

"Pfft—!"

A muffled sound came from Leng Yuyang's body, and the sharp knife pierced his Armani's black coat in an instant, pierced his skin, and pierced his flesh.

In an instant————

A pain close to death struck Leng Yuyang's nerves, making him almost fall down. He suddenly felt that the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and the knife edge on his back seemed to have penetrated into his heart, because the pain even to his heart was almost numb.

His dark pupils dilated and shrank, and the clouds were strange.The eyebrows are twisted into a ball.The pale hand slowly let go of the woman in front of him, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He finally understood what this woman was saying.Then there is the endless despair spreading in the body.

She said, "I hate you."

(End of this chapter)