The Mermaid Princess wants to divorce

Chapter 487 Entrust, help me take care of her
Murong Tianhai was standing under the phoenix tree outside Mo Baozhai, just like that day when he was alone in heartache, when he lost her.

At that time, the fallen leaves were flying, but now, there is only a touch of residual snow on the bare branches, declaring the depression of winter.

"Tianhai, are you really going to do this?"

Li Wumian stood behind him, silent for too long, he felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, they were best friends all along, how could he just watch him die?
Murong Tianhai suddenly turned around, and before Li Wumian could react, he had already tapped his acupoints. There was really no time. In winter, for the first time, he felt the sun was so glaring.

He doesn't want anyone to save her, because he just wants her to live.

"Tianhai, what are you doing?"

Li Wumian was startled, he was wondering how to save him, but he didn't expect him to touch his acupoints.

"Wumian, this is the last time I ask you, not an order, but a real request, I have always known your thoughts, I know, you will definitely live up to my entrustment.

Help me take care of her, if possible, let her forget me slowly. "

They have already agreed on an afterlife, and he will carry this hope with no regrets.

"Tianhai, do you think she can forget you? Have you ever thought about—"

His words stopped suddenly, his eyes widened in horror, and he saw that Murong Tianhai had slipped a silver dagger out of his robe.

He just faced him, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes, "Help me take care of her."

He also said, his eyes were slightly closed, under the white sunlight, the silver dagger reflected a bright light, but it hurt everyone's eyes.

He lifted it up, and so quickly and decisively stabbed at the position of his heart...

"Murong Tianhai!!!—" Le Wanwan had just arrived outside the round arch of Mo Baozhai, and saw him raise his right hand. She wanted to run over, but she felt so powerless, her eyes turned black, and she fell on the ground. land.

"Ding--"

A golden meteor dart flashed and knocked down Murong Tianhai's dagger, bright red blood gushed out, and the dagger scratched the skin on his chest.

Following the prestige, a black figure flew down, cool and gorgeous, with empty sleeves fluttering in the wind.

(End of this chapter)