"here it is?"

When Yao opened her eyes again, she felt like she was floating in the air.

And here is her...

She smiled sarcastically, could she be back, or whether her rebirth was just a dream, or what she is now is also a dream.

She looked down coldly, and she looked at Yi Yancheng without any sorrow, turned around and left the room.

She saw herself lying on the ground with blood and spirit fragments, her face was pale, her eyes wide open with her eyes open, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

She had already stopped breathing, but her hands were still touching the fragments.

After a long time, she didn't know who found her, and kindly called the police for her.

The police came, and there was another person following the policeman.

The back of the man made Chu Yao feel extremely familiar. She watched him slowly walk to himself who was lying in the blood.

And she was not afraid of the blood staining his clothes red. She looked at him and picked up her body and hugged her tightly because on it, the man was a man with his head down.

So Chu Yao didn't see the man's face clearly at all. The only thing that this person gave her a very familiar feeling.

Of course, she didn't see the expression of the man at this time. The only thing she could confirm was that she did not know such a person in her previous life.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were having a happy life."

This was the first thing she said when she heard him say, and it was this sentence that shocked Chu Yao's back.

Murong Qingyan?

It turned out to be him?

He floated down, trying to confirm if it was Murong Qingyan. When she floated in, she found that she was as cold as him, but tears were on her face at this time.

And his eyes had no focal length, like a doll that lost its soul.

Chu Yao believed that if someone came to play with him at this time, he would do whatever he wanted based on his consciousness.

"Master Murong, Miss Xia is dead."

I don't know how long he had been sitting in the room with her body in his arms. He had been sitting like this, sitting all over her blood, unwilling to let go of her body. No matter who came over and wanted to move his hand away, he hugged it tightly, without any intention of letting go.

At this time, another man Chu Yao didn't know came over. He looked at him and looked at the body he was holding in his arms.

Chu Yao thought he would move his hand away and hugged him tightly. The next moment he watched him walk into Murong Qingyan and punch him, and said this:

"When you found her, you should have taken her away, and you won't be as you are now. If you are so decadent, you might as well find the one who killed her and avenge her."

Such a sentence made him look radiant with no focus on his eyes, but when he stood up, he let go of her in his arms, and even she could not see any of his emotions.

Just listened to him and said, "Chuyao, wait... I will make the person who killed you pay the price he deserves."

She wanted to go up and comfort him, but the picture changed when she was about to touch him.

This is a funeral, and this funeral is very special. There are basically no ones. Occasionally, a few people come to Chu Yao don’t know.

However, it is not difficult to hear what they said in front of the coffin that they are people they know.

Now there are Murong Qingyan wearing mourning clothes and the man she doesn’t know, and there are others, but they don’t know them.

She wanted to go up and talk to him, comfort him, hoping that he would forget her.
Chapter completed!