Give your past self a hug (1)

This time, even the sacred hands did not dare to make any guarantees!

Although he had a premonition, Lin Hanxing still closed his eyes when he heard it.

Yingluo, what do you want me to do for you?

Yingluo, I want you to help my husband ... Kill me ...

The scenes of his first meeting with song Chenxi in Jiang city flashed before his eyes like a trotting horse lamp.

Lin Hanxing had already planned to go back on his word on this deal. He had tried to change her fate step by step, but in the end ...

Yet, he had inadvertently become an accomplice to the tragic fate of the kingdom of dawn!

"As long as she still has a strong will to live ..."

Holy hands 'words came to an abrupt end.

He glanced at Gong Chen.

He more or less understood what had happened today. If song Chenxi still had any will to live, things would not have become so difficult.

"Save her!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.