I Used to Love You -
Chapter 40 Your message
Luo Yun would never have thought that Wu Xian was still alive.
Still alive and well.
"You ??" She didn't know what to say. "Are you a human or a ghost?"
Wu Yin let out a cold snort, "You still care about what I am, you should care about yourself first."
He saw Wu Yin take out a box filled with mysterious symbols and open it. It was actually filled with knives!
Luo Yun panicked, "What are you doing? "You ??"
"Mom!" What was going on? What's your relationship with her? " Xiao Se Jin was also very scared and questioned Luo Yun.
"I'm Ah Yan's mother, the real Madam Xiao who was forced away by your mother to show off."
"The two of you, you two, are really alike!" She looked at them grimly.
She walked closer and closer ??
"That hand of yours slapped Ah Yan ??"
"Your eyes, they were stolen from Ah Yan ??"
"Ah, and Ah Yan's child as well ??"
"Don't move, I'm not a professional surgeon. If I cut the wrong place, I don't care ??"
The soundproofing in the basement was very good. Outside, the sun was shining and the weather was quiet.
Inside the door, there was an endless stream of screams coming from the women.
The first cry of begging for mercy became the most nervous instinctive shouting.
Ah Yan, I've helped you recover from your injuries ??
After a long time, the screams gradually died down.
Luo Yun no longer had his hands or feet. He no longer had his usual arrogance.
Xiao Se Jin's eyes were gouged out, and she had her womb taken away. At the same time, she had experienced Xiao Se Yan's suffering.
"Is everything settled?"
Lin Kong's voice was still cold like spring water.
Even in the face of such a bloody scene, his expression did not change.
"It's done. What do you plan on doing next?" Wu Yin had thought that he would reject the idea, but to his surprise, he didn't have any reaction at all.
"Luo Yun is sold to the black market, Xiao Se Jin is sent to Cheng Wei." Lin Kong's face was gloomy, "If they were abandoned in the middle of the journey, we'll rescue them."
"There will always be people with different hobbies. There will always be people who will accept them. If they are alive, they should be punished. After they die, there will always be a place for them in hell."
The bad things that they had done had finally been punished one after another ??
However, Lin Kong was not happy at all.
He even felt that it was empty ??
If he did everything he could, would Smoke not come back?
Perhaps, she really might not be able to come back ??
Right now, he was still alive.
He didn't dare to die, for fear that one day, Ah Yan would come and find him.
Clamped between life and death, he blandly prayed that Heaven would hear his thoughts.
I just want her to be okay...
Lin Kong closed his eyes in exhaustion.
Something moved through his eyelids like a tide, cold and oppressive.
He had barely opened his eyes when, in the blink of an eye, the entire world went blind.
His smoke would shine in his eyes.
She was quieter, thi
er.
There was no Milky Way shining in his eyes, only the occasional wave from the still lake.
She was smiling nicely on the screen, next to the famous James.
"I am Yan Liang, the new Jinxi painter," she said. "I hope you can support my painting more."
Lin Kong remembered that in the past, Xiao Se Yan had told him about the Western Painter's dream.
She said that if she became famous one day, she had to confess to the person she loved.
This way, others wouldn't covet him.
He smiled fondly at her.
Who would have thought that one day, she would actually fulfill her dream.
He only said a few words that were proper and official.
Lin Kong sometimes thought, did I change her, or did time change us?
But why, his love for her, was always the same.
He would look at her as he had when he was eighteen, and they would love each other and have nothing to do with each other.
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