Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

Tears, falling from the eyes.

Tears flowed down my face.

Hearing her cry, Yizang raised his head expectantly.

boom!

Gunshots sounded.

The gun muzzle, the smoke cleared.

As for Yizang, his most proud budgeting ability was seeing the bullet that ended his life.

However, he no longer had the strength to swing his sword, and could no longer kill him.

Just because I saw it, it hurt even more.

In an extremely short period of time, I have spent the last and longest painful life.

Gunshots sounded.

Tsukushi, who heard the gunshots, has already chased after him.

Her physical fitness is much better than those ordinary people, so she arrived first.

When they arrived, they saw Yizang who was dead on the ground, and Yin who was standing and crying.

She let out a long sigh of relief and smiled.

"Great, great."

What she was most afraid of was that Yin rescued Yi Zang and joined Sheila in the same way, joining the rebellious nobles.

But now, Yin killed Yizang, at most it was nothing more than taking credit, even if he gave up his own credit, Chikushi would be very happy.

Silver cried and wailed.

But she said happily: "Yin, you killed Yizang, this is a great achievement."

"But, I'm in so much pain. Killing him makes me feel so bad."

Hearing this, Chikushi hugged Yin and buried Yin in his huge Oupai.

In the immature childlike face, it is full of maternal brilliance.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am here. I will protect you."

Silver's tears stopped.

Chikushi patted her on the back lightly, feeling even more happy, thinking that her comforting had worked.

However, she didn't know that the reason Yin's tears stopped was indeed because of her words, but not because of comfort.

I will protect you.

This is a touching sentence.

Also a painful word.

Hearing the meaning of this sentence means that the other party thinks that you need protection and you are weak.

There are no more wounding words for a proud man than this.

Silver's tears stopped.

But the pain in my heart didn't stop.

Instead, it became even more sad, and my heart seemed to become empty.

When you kill a person, you also kill the elegance and beauty in your heart.

She knew it was bad, and she knew it would make her sadder.

However, she knew better that she could no longer turn back.

She held Jiang Xue.

Not because of Yizang's words, but because Jiang Xue is a pretty good sword.

Good props should be used.

From then on, Jiang Xue will no longer be used as a swordsman's famous sword, but will be used as a killer's tool.

If you lack money, you can sell it, and if you need materials, you can shred it.

As long as you can make yourself stronger, anything is fine.

The wind blew the cherry blossoms scattered.

Who knows where the wind stays.

May the wind stay at my fingertips.

The vermilion thread fluttered.

Is it possible to reach you in a row?

The wind blows cherry blossoms to scatter blood.