"he's gone."

He Yuxing looked at the woman beside him who was covered in blood, his fists never loosened.

He had been standing for an hour, standing in the pile of corpses and dead silence, and finally waited for Lan Xinzi's words of relief.

"You are free." He said slowly.

Lan Xinzi straightened up, with a crazy smile on his face.

"I am free."

"Xu Xiaoshou...hahahaha..."

"Did I succeed?"

"Hahaha!"

Lan Xinzi laughed, but tears flowed down unconsciously.

She truly loves Zhang Xinxiong.

But only if Zhang Xinxiong dies, can he have a chance to escape from this dirty place.

This world is so strange, the things we long for and yearn for may seem similar, but they have the most essential differences.

Lan Xinzi lay on the ground and stared at the sky absently.

She saw the little girl who had just entered the Zhang family, innocent, lively and cute.

I also saw the girl who was helping to transport the body, her expression was gloomy and her eyes were confused.

The screen changes.

She saw again the woman who made the corpse and entered the spiritual palace. She was callous, ruthless and unscrupulous.

I also saw the woman breaking down and screaming under the ring, for Zhang Xinxiong, for Xu Xiaoshou, and for myself!

"Love or freedom..."

The corners of Lan Xinzi's lips curved, restraining her wantonness and returning to a calm posture.

I wiped the corners of my mouth, and there was blood and stained makeup.

She tilted her head, smoothed her hair, and asked softly: "Am I still good-looking?"

He Yuxing stared at the pretty, gray-faced woman lying on the ground, her dress somewhat torn, and nodded solemnly.

"nice."

Lan Xinzi smiled, she stood up and took He Yuxing's hand.

"Let's go!"

He Yuxing was stunned and asked blankly: "Where to go?"
Chapter completed!