Perhaps only Ye Chen, no, Xiao Hei, can be the only one who can leave this island in the end.

After Ye Chen walked out of that illusion, he finally faced a cold air.

Still no promise.

He stood on a deserted ground and looked up at the sky above his head.

The clouds were covered with darkness, and there was no trace of light. The sea was flooding around. The turbulent sea seemed to be angered, and it roared upwards layer by layer.

But in a moment, the raindrops as big as beans fell down.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and opened them again. After Xu Nuo died, his expression that was calm to an abnormality was suddenly torn apart. The evil and perverse cold air spread out from the man's slender body. His dark purple eyes were filled with ghostly darkness.

Returning the promise to me, Ye Chen walked forward, his voice shuddering, and he returned her to me.

He lost his promise.

They took his promise.

He wants to get his promise back.

It is impossible to describe Ye Chen's current expression. His beautiful and suffocating face is mixed with pathological perversion and madness, like a flower blooming in the cemetery, absorbing the breath of death and blooming with thrilling charm.

The evil and almost hideous aura reflects the sea water all around the sky, making people tremble with fear.

Su Chi stood opposite him, staring at Ye Chen's expression, and smiled slightly. Unexpectedly, you were so crazy

But Ye Chen is crazy, it’s not surprising at all, right?

The people in the world should have noticed his crazy and depressing pathology. Mo Xunuo died in his arms, and almost no one could empathize with his pain. The group of people also stimulated his nerves on the verge of collapse over and over with the news that Mo Xunuo might not die.

I really don’t know if it should be described as care or cruel.

Su Chi smiled gracefully, Mo Xunuo is dead, have you forgotten? His eyes were dark, she died in your arms, her bloody heart stopped beating, what you saw with your own eyes, right?

Ye Chen's face turned pale and he walked slowly towards him.

You should recognize the reality. Even in such a rainy day as if the sky was falling and the earth was broken, Su Chi's voice was still gentle and smiling. Mo Xunuo was dead, and she would never come back. No matter how you wait or look forward to it, she would never come back.

Ye Chen's face became more and more pale, as if his heart was chopped to pieces until blood was dripping. The pain of sticking to the skin and swallowing bones, his fingers began to bleed, you give her back to me

You lost her, Su Chi once again cruelly pointed out the facts, and his voice was clearly heard through the trance rain curtain. You gave her to your mother, and it was your mother who lost your beloved baby again, but you couldn't even hate her. No wonder Xiao Hei hated you.

Ye Chen seemed to be poked to the most painful point in his heart. He suddenly stopped and his whole body seemed to be wiped out with flesh and blood, leaving only a piece of dry skin.

Yes.

The promise was lost by him, and it was in the world.

He left, and then lost her again.

Xiaojiu can't bear to blame Ye Weilan and Xiaoxue

But Xiao Hei hated

Ye Chen raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows. He heard Su Chi say, Xiaojiu and Xiaohei really coexist? Xiaojiu is the object they like, you are the son they raised guilty, but who is Xiaohei?
Chapter completed!