"Stop, stop talking, stop talking!" Wu Li pounced on the cave entrance with fierce eyes.

Another wound was picked open, and Wu Li felt a handful of salt sprinkled there, which made him almost numb.

Yan Qingrui did not stop and could see Wu Li's painful eyes through the small hole.

Yan Qingrui sighed softly and said, "What you should hate is that you were stabbed by your beloved person. Although it was hurt on the body, it hurts in your heart. But you still don't want to call it back to your original name. Can I understand that you still love Su Moyi?"

Wu Li gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, what's your name? If I don't eat your meat raw, my hatred will not be relieved!"

Yan Qingrui smiled softly and said, "My name is Yan Qinglei. I am here today, not to anger you, nor to ridicule you. So, put away your poison. If you poison me, I am afraid that you will never have the chance to know something in your life!"

Wu Lihen said, "What's the matter?"

This kid actually knew that he was using poison just now? He was locked up here for too long, so he became unfamiliar with his techniques?

Yan Qingrui paused and said, "Su Moyi is dead!"

Wu Li was stunned, and then said in disbelief: "You...what did you say?"

Yan Qingrui slowly said word by word: "Su Moyi is dead. Five years ago, two months after you disappeared from Mingjian Villa, Su Moyi died!"

"You talk nonsense, talk nonsense, this is impossible...how is this possible?"

Yan Qingrui saw the sadness in Wu Li's eyes through the small hole, and she said, "So you still love her!"

Wu Li's heart hurts again, do you still love?

He has been locked up here for a long time, they said, it has been five years.

In the past five years, he had not been exposed to outside affairs. Except for the Su Yeze, who wanted to obtain his poison art inheritance, and the servant who gave him food once every three days, there was no one here.

In the past, people were locked up in the dungeon next to him. Later, they couldn't stand it and died. Now he is the only one here.

In such a lonely day, he recalled the little things he had with Mo Yi over and over again, and recalled the sadness and despair of Mo Yi stabbed his knife into his body over and over again.

Time is a very strange thing. At the beginning, he wanted to immediately ask Su Moyi why she did that and why she lied to her.

He had not had the idea of ​​killing her.

After all, the pain of being deceived and hurt by the person you love the most has magnified countless times.

However, as time passed, his hatred disappeared little by little, and his hatred gradually blurred, while those warm and beautiful days in his memories were infinitely magnified by him.

He remembered those good things and forgot those hurts.

To this day, he suddenly heard that Su Moyi was dead, which made him unable to believe.

He said, "How could she die? It's impossible, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

"Of course, it's possible, because she died under the sword of Master Su!"

He said tremblingly: "You are talking nonsense, how could Mo Yi die under the sword of the owner of Mingjian Villa? She is the daughter of the owner of Mingjian Villa!"

Yan Qingrui nodded and said, "Yes, she is the daughter of the owner of Mingjian Villa. But do you know how many daughters are there in Zhuang Su of Mingjian Villa?"

Wu Li was speechless, he didn't know.
Chapter completed!