Chapter 2120

The next day, the news that Zhan Yeling was killed by his accomplices in the prison spread quickly.

The news said that Zhan Yeling smuggled greens and framed Mi Shaode, so he was imprisoned.

But Zhan Yeling still had accomplices, who were worried that he would confess to them, so they went to jail and murdered them.

When Guyi heard the news, he couldn't believe it, and he quickly went to the police station.

But he was told that Zhan Yeling's body had been cremated.

The police also gave the urn to Guyi.

With trembling hands, Gu Yi took the urn. His red eyes, the second he received the urn, tears dripped down and fell on the urn.

A man as tall as Zhan Yeling, so strong and strong, intimidating Ling Lie.

Overnight, it became the ashes in this small urn.

Guyi can't accept it...

No, this is not Zhan Zong, definitely not Zhan Zong.

He will not die!

He raised his red eyes and stared fiercely at the police: "Hand over Zhan Yeling quickly! Otherwise, I'll report you to the superior!"

"You are sad, we know how you feel, but Zhan Yeling was indeed killed by his accomplices. He was shot to death in the detention center yesterday. We collected his body for him."

was shot?

Guyi's footsteps were flimsy and his body swayed.

Is Zhan Yeling really dead?

Jio hated Zhan Yeling so much, he threatened Zhan Yeling with the antidote to surrender, it must be to kill him when he was locked up.

It must have been done by Jio.

Jio is a lunatic who can do anything.

Realizing this, Gu Yi's grief became even deeper. He gripped the urn so tightly that the knuckles of his fingers turned white and bulged.

Having been by Zhan Yeling's side for so many years, Gu Yi hardly shed tears, no matter how difficult the task was, he would grit his teeth and complete it, even if he was punished by Zhan Yeling to go to the difficult west.

He didn't feel sad or sad.

But in the past two days, what happened one after another made his heart tremble fiercely. Suffering and great grief coexisted, torturing him to the point of suffocation.

Why treat Zhan Yeling like this?

What did he do wrong?

He has had such a difficult life since he was a child.

When he was only eight years old, he witnessed his mother die in front of him, and he wanted so much to save his mother's life, but he couldn't do anything about it. The feeling of powerlessness tormented him for twenty-two years.

From the moment his mother died, he began to grit his teeth and work hard to make himself stronger. Only when he becomes stronger can he protect the people around him.

He lost his mother since he was a child, and he was not loved by his father, and was even plotted and used by his father.

Since the age of eight, Zhan Yeling has suffered from the shadow of his heart for so many days and nights.

While working hard to improve himself, he worked hard to learn knowledge to make himself stronger, while enduring the endless torment at night.

He doesn't like the night, nor does he like being alone.

It's just that the dark night will not let him go, and loneliness will not forgive him.

Since he was eight years old, he hasn't had a happy day.

He is pitiful, who has ever noticed?

He has been saving himself, working hard, and even after meeting Shimiao, he has been protecting Shimiao.

Because he thinks Shi Meow is his salvation.

It is the elf who can pull him out of the abyss.

So he tried his best to protect the people he wanted to protect.

He even gave his life for it.

In the end, he was finally able to protect the person he wanted to protect and let her stay in this world.

But he himself paid a heavy price for this, and died for it.

Zhan Yeling has suffered a lot since he was a child, and he is trying to become a strong person.

Although he was cruel, he never hurt an innocent person.

He just wants to protect his family, what's wrong?

Why, fate had to be so cruel to him?

Author's Note: As I write this, tears are streaming down my face. Zhan Yeling is a poor man, he never had a happy day. I hope everyone will support him a lot. Leave a lot of comments and vote.