Helian Jue laughed at his words.
He laughed desolately and pathetically, with endless satire in his demon red eyes.
See, he was going to avenge his precious son. He had never thought of him as his son.
And today, for his Xiao Ye'er, he really had to leave his life here, letting him get what he wanted!
Just as he picked up the gun and was about to shoot his own temple, he heard Ye Wei's voice in the air.
"Kill me! Helian Yunsong! Anyway, if he's dead, I don't want to live! "
Ye Wei wanted Helian Jue to die, but she didn't want him to die because of her.
She didn't want to owe a devil.
"Before I die, I only ask you to find out his body, handle the final arrangements, and let him rest in peace."
Looking at the house in front of her, Ye Wei's tears rolled down again. Her throat choked badly. It took her a lot of effort to find her voice again.
"He's there, under such heavy soil and bricks. He must be in pain. Please don't let him hurt so much!"