Lanling

Maybe it was some kind of coincidence, Duanmucheng thought of everything, he was Ye Ming.

The prison was dark, but no matter how dark it was, it couldn't compare to the darkness in his heart. He hated himself so much now, how could he forget everything?Obviously he was going to find Lanling, but he was killed unexpectedly.

"Come on!" Ye Ming shouted.

No one paid attention to him, the cold wind in the prison made him shiver twice, what's going on?It's getting colder?Ye Ming was lying on the ground, Lan Ling was all in his mind.

There were footsteps in his ears, but he didn't raise his head, because he seemed to hear a crying sound, which was a bit scary, ghost crying and wolf howling, he knew Lan Ling was dead.

There was a sudden stabbing pain, and there was a person standing behind him, who was nameless.

"Duanmu City! How dare you kill him!" Wuming's eyes were on fire, and the sword in his hand had already pierced his heart.

Ye Ming spat a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes were scarlet, and he said intermittently: "Do you like him?"

Wuming was taken aback for a moment, but he never knew what liking was. He only knew that he had been with Shangguan Yu since he was a child, protecting him and not letting him make any mistakes. That time when he fell ill and fell into a coma, he secretly blamed himself at home. Taking care of him, he swore that if something happened to him again, he would definitely shirk his responsibility and commit suicide!

This time, he actually lost his life at the hands of this villain, I never expected it!

"Go to hell!" Wuming drew his sword out, blood spurted out, Ye Ming closed his eyes tightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Lanling, we will meet again, wait for me!"

Wuming pulled out the sword and inserted it into Ye Ming's body, again and again until he was exhausted and trembling all over. He sneered, squatted on the ground, picked up the sword, and put it on his neck. Squirt out.

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