poison kiss mask silver goblin

The black extended version of Lincoln is luxurious and spacious, but cold and dark.

The lights were off and the windows were covered with black curtains.

It's like being isolated from a world.

On the ten-inch ultra-thin LCD screen, that imposing figure has left sight...

However, the scene just now still reverberates in my mind...

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Xi'er, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've grown up again.

I came to see you perform.

I didn't inform you in advance, I just wanted to surprise you.

Are you nervous?

Xi'er, don't be nervous, Brother Feng is here to cheer you on.

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Brother Feng……………

What a soft voice, what a sweet smile, what gentle eyes...

That's what she never gave me.

But it was so natural, so instinctively given to him.

The one who took everything from me...

My parents, my family, my childhood, my joy, my light, my soul...

Everything is taken as his own.

For them, I gave up the fight.

Let him occupy my life, my role, and enjoy everything that belongs to me.

Now, under their protection, he has become a high and noble son.

But I am a body without a soul and can't see the light.

She is the only holy land in my heart, why does her heart still belong to him?

Why, even my little hope, should be plundered?

I am already a person with nothing.

If fate destined us to be entangled, then let us... go to hell together!

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Memories come flooding in like a tide.

Mixed with deep-seated hatred, like a sharp knife blade, it stabbed at Zun Wang's heart once and for all.

The clenched fist trembled slightly, and the shattered pieces of the crystal cup spilled out from between the fingers, stained with bright red wine.

Zhan Ze's penetrating black eyes became even colder, and the bone-biting cold light flooded, freezing the air into ice.

After a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered three words: "It's him again..."

Everyone is cautious, even breathing carefully.

For many years, they had never seen Zun Wang lose control like this.

The increasingly powerful king has already become a demon without emotions, without joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

Who was it that triggered the hatred hidden in his heart for thousands of years?

"Can't……"

The king raised his eyes, and there was a strange smile on his lips. His dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss, with a frightening cold light, as if he wanted to destroy everything in the world.

"Absolutely not, even she was taken away by him..."

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