Chapter 935 (1/2)

”Zheng Ling... I love you... Ah...” Yu Chengqian's confession met with changes.

Yan Zhengling suddenly raised his knife and stabbed him in his heart. Yu Chengqian's hand caught her cold blade.

Zheng Ling's beautiful eyes were suddenly blinded by hatred and dyed red with blood. Become coquettish.

She tried her best to push the cold blade into it inch by inch.

Yu Chengqian looked at her, and his beautiful face was a great disappointment and unwillingness.

”Zheng Ling, why? Why do you do this to me? ” Yu Chengqian asked.

Yan Zheng Ling clenched his teeth, ”because you should die.”

Yu Chengqian's beautiful pupil floated a smile of self mockery, ”do you all know?”

Yan Zhengling's tears were filled with dark and deep eyes, ”Yu Chengqian, you don't know love at all. You say you love me, but you push the one I love away from me. My family has gone, my family has gone, my dear brother has gone. You've made me a loner and made me worse than death. Is that the price of being loved by you? ”

Yu Chengqian's face of Jiyue rarely shows a sad smile. For the first time, the ever conquering and carefree last Prince tasted the bitter taste. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

”Zhengling, but I really love you. Knowing clearly that if I don't take your life, I will not be able to complete the task, and I will face the cruel punishment of the last world. But I would rather be hurt than hurt you? ”

Yu Chengqian's body trembled, not far away from the rest of the money, which found abnormal, white face ran over, ”young master.”

The rest of the money clenched his fist and opened all the weapons on his wrist, facing Yan Zhengling straightly.

Yu Chengqian raised his hand to him tremblingly, and ordered him to retreat

The rest of the money is reluctant to withdraw.

Yan Zhengling held the cold blade's hand, but he lost his strength because of his lack of endurance.

Yu Chengqian pulled out the cold blade that stabbed his heart. Suddenly, blood gurgled and flowed. He tightly covered the wound with one hand, and the breath of speaking became weaker and weaker, ”Zheng Ling, you and I are. It's a bad relationship. ”