INK, the end of the war(2/2)
"But... I'm satisfied... I'm satisfied... I killed that man... that heartless man... disappeared, it doesn't matter anymore..." She whispered to herself, touching the throne that Jin Bihui replaced, as if
Looking at another world.
Mo Hen's eyes dimmed a bit.
"Actually, he loves you."
Wright was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled even more happily. Tears of laughter flowed out, and they fell into his collar and soaked his clothes.
"Hahaha... Yes, hehe, he loves me... Hehe, I know he loves me..." The corners of Wright's mouth that he raised finally dropped, and his wanton tears could no longer be stopped.
"But...but...it's too late...it's too late...he is already dead...I...finished it with my own hands..." She retracted her hands and feet, her shoulders trembling.
"But...I can go and accompany him...are you right..." Wright raised her pretty face.
Mo Hen closed her strange-colored eyes, covering up the trace of struggle in her eyes.
"Everything is going to end..."
The next moment, Mo Hen had appeared in front of Wright, with the sickle in his hand pressed against Wright's neck.
She seemed to whisper something in Wright's ear.
Wright was also stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled. The smile was so warm and satisfying.
She said————Goodbye, my mother.
I saw a flash of sword light, and the person in front of me was only an afterimage.
The afterimage's mouth moved, as if it said something. Mo Hen didn't hear it, but everyone behind him opened his eyes wide.
The eleven people in the middle clenched their fists. They now knew what the so-called 'most important thing' Mo Hen had lost.
Chapter completed!