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In the operating room.

Ye Weilan cried bitterly in her sleep, and transparent tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, wetting the pillow under her.

Roman stood in front of the bed, holding the silver-white scalpel. Her expression was frozen and cold, like an emotionless machine. With one knife, the bright red blood splashed out instantly.

A tear dripped from the corner of her eyes and fell on the ground, quickly hiding in Wushen.

...

Qi Ye slowly let go of Ning Yuan.

He picked up his knife, and the stars and moon floated in his black eyes, revealing a ferocious look.

A trembling anger emanated from Qi Ye. He waved his sword and killed one person in one step, and blood flowed into a river of blood.

The world is filled with corpses and seas of blood.

He walked step by step towards the operating room, and seemed not to be tired or afraid. He was as powerful as he could not stop him.

Kill all the people who blocked him and go to her side.

Ye Weilan will feel sorry for him.

He just wanted to tell her that he was very sad.

How can you not be sad?

He lost his best brother.

Qi Ye used to be a child who could cry, make a fuss and laugh. No one was born strong, just because there were too many people who needed protection.
Chapter completed!