Bloody Mercenary: The Cruel Majesty Is Terrible

Chapter 137 Jiyue Extra Story: The beauty is like a flower sitting on the cloud (3)

He wanted to hear it so much, but when he woke up in the middle of the night, the only thing he touched was his own cheek and the peach blossom petals falling to the ground.

He has never met Yao Ji, nor heard Yao Ji call him Jiyue.

He wants to hear it more and more, wants to hear Yao Ji call him that.So day after day thinking, obsession and obsession.He finally used the forbidden method that his mother left him, which he thought he would never use in his life.

not enough……

not enough……

not enough...

What he knew was not enough about Yao Ji.It made him unable to fully outline the woman's every frown, every smile, every joy and sorrow.

An ancient spell, channeled with blood.

He finally saw, so real, a scene that no one had ever seen before.

Those years of assassination when carrying out missions, those at a loss when time travelling, those persistence of holding hands and growing old together.And those ten-foot red walls, unstoppable anger.

That night.

He saw many things.

Just one night.

He watched Sansheng.

He saw himself, and he saw his mother.

how absurd...

Tell it, no one will believe it.Even if someone heard it, they would think him a lunatic, a monster.If someone can do something that most people can't do, that person is crazy.Everyone hates feeling out of control.He couldn't be controlled by the Ji family, so they had no choice but to drive him out.

Whether it is absurd or not.

He never seemed to change.

He is still him, and killing Mo Yao is a calamity that follows him everywhere in his life.

When he woke up again, it was in the exclamation of his Shadow Yao.

Yao is an orphan, one of the many orphans he adopted.Because he looks very much like Sha Mo Yao, so he changed his name to Yao.He kept her by his side, as if killing Mo Yao by his side.

"what happened?"

The girl handed over the copper basin, the water was rippling, and he saw that his black hair had turned purple overnight.

Forcibly intervening in other people's memory, there is a price to pay.It's just that he didn't expect that in the fate of killing Mo Yao, there were traces of his mother. Compared with his mother, he was indeed not that powerful.Therefore, the price paid will be much higher.

"I saw her."

He put down the bronze mirror and said to Yao indifferently.

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(End of this chapter)