This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 407 Finally, I can't do it!
"I'm asking why you brought me back!"

Xuan Ye abruptly interrupted Wen Xue's voice.

Wen Xue was slightly stunned, and then memories appeared in his eyes.

Back in time, he seemed to have returned to that snowy night.

A boy's stubborn voice rang in his ear.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

The boy knelt on the snow, with no tears on his face, only hatred, and a pair of bright black eyes turned blood red because of the blood.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Xue slowly withdrew his mind, looked at Xuan Ye in front of him, and said quietly.

"Probably because you are very similar to me! Lonely, suspicious, full of hatred..."

"If I kill you, will you regret bringing me back in the first place?!"

Xuan Ye tightened her fingers and gripped the Rakshasa Knife.

"what……"

Wenxue laughed out loud, and there was self-deprecating in the laughter.

"Except for Hong Yu, I, Wen Xue, have no regrets in this life!"

Breathing slightly suffocated, Xuan Ye's fingers suddenly became weak.

Bang!

The Rakshasa knife fell to the ground and hit the bluestone ground, making a piercing sound.

Turning around, he strode towards the door.

Grandpa was kind to him in nurturing him, so why not Wenxue.

If he hadn't led him out of the mountains, Xuan Ye didn't know how he would gain a foothold in the world with a pair of wings.

He hated Wenxue, but he also couldn't do it.

puff!
The tip of the knife pierced into the skin, making a dull sound.

Xuan Ye turned around abruptly.

Seeing that Wen Xue's body was falling to the ground weakly, without hesitation, he turned around and supported Wen Xue before he fell to the ground.

"Master, you..."

Wen Xue struggled to raise his hand to grab his wrist.

"This life is owed to you by the master, and I will pay it back to you now. You should have killed me with your own hands, but I don't want to affect your relationship with Yehuo..."

Blood flowed from the corner of his lips, he took a deep breath before continuing.

"Help me bring this portrait to her, she must have never seen her mother... Also, treat her well... don't... want...to...go again...the old...road of the master...Answer, promise me……"

Xuan Ye clenched his palm tightly and nodded solemnly.

Only then did Wen Xue raise the corners of his lips in satisfaction, smiling at Jiuquan.

On the picture scroll on the table, a drop of blood splashed on the corner of the person's eye, like a tear of blood.

(End of this chapter)