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Mu Mu looked at the blood stains on Xuan's body. His face turned green and his lips turned purple. Mu Mu's entire body trembled under the pressure …

She knew that Xuan's heart attack had occurred again. She could no longer suppress her grief and indignation!

With an arrow, she rushed up and pushed away Zuo En, crying bitterly: "Why? Why do you always have to bully Xuan, bully Xuan, are you very happy? Why are you always so selfish? Are you really that happy to bully others? If you want to bully him, then hit me first. Fall down! I beg you, please don't bully him. If you like to bully others, then bully me! Beat me, I will not fight back, even if you kill me, I will not fight back! But, I beg you, stop bullying Xuan! "

Mu Mu caught hold of Zuo En's hand, his face filled with madness and hatred. Tears blurred his eyes, and he sobbed as he said coldly, "Fight, fight, fight me!"

"Wood!" Don't do that! No, don't do that! "

Xuan clenched his teeth, his purplish-blue mouth devoid of any trace of blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He pulled over the wooden log and stood in front of her, protecting her. He said to Zorn, "You hit me, you hit me, but I'm begging you not to hit her. If you hit her, my heart will be very painful, very painful, very painful... It was a pain worse than death! "I'd rather you beat me to death than allow you to touch a single hair on her head …"

Under the spotlight, the two of them cried like a pair of lovebirds being praised and scattered.

Her tears were sparkling as she dashed in all directions, emitting a hurt and formless light …

He felt as if he were a terrifying devil, forcibly breaking apart a pair of ancient scoundrels, as if he was a sinner. But why did his heart hurt so much, a fishy smell rushed out, burning crazily and sorrowfully in his chest, as if he had no soul? Was his body not in pain? He didn't even feel the pain in his heart anymore. He only felt numbness, nothing but numbness!

Did she love herself?

Can you understand how you feel at this moment?

She only felt heartache for others, so why hadn't she felt heartache to comfort herself?

Was he really a demon, a devil?

A person who will never be blessed?

Was it due to the eternal curse that should be abandoned by the world?

"NO!" Xuan, please don't do this! Glowing... 5555555... I'm sorry, Xuan, it's all my fault! It's my fault, it's none of your business! "

It was more of a show, or was it more of a show? Why was it always a show?! Why do you only care about him? Why?

Zou En, holding onto the wooden arms, shaking her, crying out in grief: "Xuan, is it important? Is he more important than me? Isn't that right? "

Tears once again dripped down, gurgling and flowing down her snow-white face. Like droplets of blood, they flowed endlessly: "Yes! Xuan was very important! Because, Dazzling is the most angelic person in the world. You know what? Angels are meant to be protected, not hurt! "

Glazed lights were flashing, creating a deathly still atmosphere of depression and bewilderment …

Tears rolled down his face.

His heart was dead silent!

The two of them said the same thing.

Xuan, it's very important!

He had asked her before! Yes, it was still very important!

Zorn's eyes were full of pain and wounds. He looked at the wood, unfamiliar, and said with a quiver, "If you feel happy to be let go. Then, you … Go... "Let's go …"

The eyes behind the dark glasses were even deeper and more desolate than before, but they held the warmth of longing; perseverance, but it could not hide the sadness; perseverance, but it was inevitable loneliness. Not fragile, not sensitive, not conceited, but after being washed away and polished by the passage of time, his soul had experienced many vicissitudes of life, and now his heart was filled with grief and desolation.