She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 964 Tears
He struggled to turn his head to look at the side face of Rafe Dern. Even at such a close distance, Fraser Stringer's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. No matter how wide his eyes were, Still can't see each other's face clearly.

"Ray...Fo..."

Breathing became more and more difficult, and Fraser Stringer had to gasp heavily, but even in this case, his eyes never left the other party.

At the last moment of his death, Fraser Stringer still stubbornly kept his eyes open until his eyes completely lost their luster, and his posture did not change.

"master…"

Seeing that Qianqiao didn't make a sound for a long time, Ling called softly.

"Let's go, let's go find Herman."

Hearing Zero's voice, Qianqiao exhaled lightly, and teleported away first after saying this sentence.

And not long after the two left, the drained female corpse in the room suddenly started to rattle and rattle, and the strange sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room.

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When Qianqiao was looking for Heman, in a secret room underground, Heman dragged his seriously injured body and leaned against the dark wall.

An hour ago, Herman was called by Fraser Stringer to the underground chamber where his mother had been imprisoned.

Even though he knew that this was very likely to be a trap, he still came here. He was not afraid of death. It should be said that death was something he wished for most. He just wanted to come here to have a look before dying.

You know, it was impossible to enter here without the permission of Fraser Stringer.

Looking at the dark secret room and the dilapidated little bed in the secret room that had long since lost its original appearance, Herman twitched the corners of his lips ironically. If he guessed correctly, it was here that his mother conceived him.

It's really ridiculous to say that he only loves Leif Durne, but he's still here doing that kind of thing with his mother...

Fraser Stringer is an extreme egoist, and his so-called love is only his own self-satisfaction.

It's just a pity that he couldn't see the old thing when it was poisoned.

"Hmm! Cough cough cough..."

Looking down at the criss-cross wounds on his body, Herman just wanted to laugh at himself, when the blood pouring into his throat choked him and he began to cough violently.

More and more blood flowed down the corner of the boy's mouth, and the cracked wound due to the violent cough made the boy who was already seriously injured feel like he was on the verge of death.

Even though it was such a painful process, Herman couldn't help laughing after experiencing a severe cough.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The young man's wanton laughter echoed in the empty secret room, even if he was alone here, he still laughed wantonly, but this kind of laughter didn't last long, and was replaced by a series of coughing sounds.

Even so, the young man always had a smile on his face. From the moment he realized that the wound was no longer healing, even if he was not there, he knew that the two were dead.

How could such a discovery make him unhappy?

"Hahaha, cough...haha...cough cough..."

Herman kept laughing and coughing repeatedly, until warm liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes, he raised his hand to touch it, and the feeling was not as sticky as blood.

"Why... am I crying?"

Herman stared blankly at the water stains on his fingers, not understanding why he was crying.

He knew very well that he had nothing but hatred for those two people, and absolutely no nostalgia, so who was this tear for?
(End of this chapter)