Before the last moment, there must be a chance to save it.

Yining walked into the room. Ye Yan looked at her son walking in coldly, her eyes as heavy as she had never seen before. Her heart sank and she had a very bad premonition.

Yining walked to Mo Xunuo's bed, held her hand, and tried very hard, "Sister, you can't sleep, your brother's life is in your hands..."

Mo Xunuo opened his eyes, his eyes were blank and had no focal length, and it seemed that he would fall asleep again in the next second.

She looked at him, not seeming to understand what she was saying...

Yining brushed her hot eyelids with both hands, "Sister, call your brother and say anything is fine, he needs you..."

...

A dark rainy night.

The isolated island by the sea is like a hideous giant beast.

A dim light shines in the castle.

The paintings in the hall were blown away by the wind, and the white flowers were like demons dancing.

...

She will never fall in love with you!

...

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I will never fall in love with you!

...

The slender black figure leaned against the wall, with dark eyes, as if there was no wave in the ancient well.

"You disappointed me again." The person who walked in from outside the gate was a mask that seemed to be crying and laughing, and the sky was covered with a layer of demonic aura.

"Why don't you get her directly?"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold and he smiled coldly, "I said that I will never hurt her."

"This is the biggest difference between you and your father, and this difference is destined to be his beautiful wife, and you deserve to be alone."

The strong wind of the night blew in from outside the door, sweeping away a few scrolls. Ye Chen looked at the dark night, and those paintings were as wind as you, and disappeared in an instant.

"I will make her never forget me for the rest of her life."

If he wanted her, she would hate him. He would not be able to bear to have more resentment from his big, bright and clear eyes, so he could only want her heart.

He wanted Mo Xunuo to fall in love with him.

He wanted Mo Xunuo to cry for him.

He wanted to step on his destiny.

He wanted her to taste it, how he felt when she was shot in the heart...

"A disobedient person will suffer." The man said, and a cold light reflected on his sad and happy face.

The response to him was the knife that Ye Chen threw suddenly, "Get out!"

There was murderous aura in the jungle in the dark, and countless footsteps passed by.

Ye Chen threw out the smoke from his hand and lit a painting. In an instant, the entire hall burned, and the raging fire illuminated the rainy night.

The painting that once made Mo Xunuo love turned into dust little by little.

Ye Chen walked out.

For him, these paintings are just paintings, and he can draw as much as he wants. If he is not a real person, there is nothing worth nostalgic about.

This place will soon be bloody, and if the blood is allowed to smuggle her painting, he will be angry.

Ye Chen walked out of the gate, and the quiet and deep island was filled with the breath of countless invaders.

Ye Chen stood in the darkness, with the light of fire soaring into the sky behind him. Under the slightly darkness, his eyes exuded a strong evil aura.

He is a child with a cold nature and likes to kill. Darkness will calm him, and blood will boil his blood...

The rain is still falling.

His night...

Just started...

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"Sister, call your brother and say anything is fine..."

"Brother may have something to do..."

"Sister, wake up..."
Chapter completed!