Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Chapter 3277 Lesser Fullness (I Promise You)



Chapter 3277 Lesser Fullness (I Promise You)

Hu Xiaoman was trembling violently all over.

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, and blood dripped from between her fingers, splashing into the dust and creating tiny blood flowers.

She felt no pain at all.

Because the pain in my heart is a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than this!

She stared intently at Zhou Wenlun, her eyes filled with a hatred that seemed to want to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

"It's you……"

Her voice was terribly hoarse.

"It was you all along!"

"They disappeared, did you do it?!"

All the previous doubts and clues finally came together at this moment.

Why did my senior brothers mysteriously disappear?

Why can't we find any clues at all?

It turns out that the mastermind behind all of this was right next to her!

It turns out to be this very man who kept saying he loved her and wanted to marry her!

Despite Hu Xiaoman's murderous gaze, Zhou Wenlun maintained his gentle and refined demeanor.

He even straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Xiaoman, it's me."

He readily admitted it without the slightest remorse.

"Xiaoman, don't look at me like that."

"I'm doing this so I can invite them to our wedding."

"After all, the eldest brother is like a father."

"How can such a big event as our wedding be complete without the witness of the bride's family?"

At this point, he looked up at the scene in the sky and sighed with feigned regret.

"Unfortunately, their souls were too fragile."

"The fierce winds of this void space are something even immortals dare not easily touch."

"If you still don't agree..."

He turned his head and looked at Hu Xiaoman, his eyes filled with a vicious threat.

"This strong wind is likely to blow them away."

"At that time, your soul will be scattered, and you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated."

"Despicable! Shameless!"

Hu Xiaoman gritted her teeth, feeling utterly powerless.

This man is absolutely insane!

Just then, the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had been looking for an opportunity, saw Zhou Wenlun talking while distracted and thought he had found a flaw.

"go to hell!"

It exerted all its power, transforming into a blood-red blade, and with a determination to kill, it stabbed fiercely towards Zhou Wenlun's back.

However, Zhou Wenlun didn't even turn his head.

He simply slapped her across the face.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp loud noise.

The Blood Demon Ancestor's massive body was sent flying by the slap, crashing heavily onto the altar.

Half of the demon's body instantly shattered, turning into a rain of blood.

"what--!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor let out a shrill scream, curled up on the ground, and dared not move an inch more.

Zhou Wenlun didn't even glance at the screaming Blood Demon Ancestor, as if he had just swatted a mosquito.

He walked towards Hu Xiaoman step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on Yang Rui and Hua Nian's hearts.

He reached out, wanting to touch Hu Xiaoman's pale yet exquisitely beautiful face.

Hu Xiaoman abruptly turned her head to dodge, her eyes filled with disgust.

Zhou Wenlun's hand froze in mid-air, but he wasn't annoyed. He simply withdrew his hand, placed it to his nose, and gently sniffed it, as if Hu Xiaoman's fragrance still lingered there.

"How is Xiaoman?"

"You're trading your own freedom for the lives of your senior brothers, elders, and these two little pets?"

"This deal is a great deal, isn't it?"

Hu Xiaoman took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the murderous intent and grief surging within her.

She suddenly looked up, staring intently at Zhou Wenlun, and asked the question that she cared about most and was most afraid to know the answer to.

"Zhou Wenlun, where is Hu Qingye?"

"He disappeared with you. You're back. Where is he?"

Upon hearing the name "Hu Qingye," a fierce glint of malice and jealousy flashed in Zhou Wenlun's normally gentle eyes.

The jealousy caused his face to contort for a moment.

He scoffed: "That fox demon?"

"He couldn't defeat the original, so he overestimated himself and rushed into the spacetime turbulence."

"It was torn to shreds by the turbulent currents long ago, leaving not even a trace!"

Zhou Wenlun approached Hu Xiaoman, staring intently into her eyes, and said, word by word, "Xiaoman, don't even think about it."

"There will never be another Fox Qingye in this world."

"just me!"

"Only I, Zhou Wenlun, am the one who can accompany you to the end, the one who is worthy of you!"

"you are lying!"

Hu Xiaoman's voice trembled slightly.

Although her heart ached the moment she heard the news, as if her whole world had collapsed.

But she absolutely refused to believe it!

I absolutely refuse to believe that the powerful, enchanting, and loving Hu Qingye would die so easily!

She raised her hand to touch the Nine Spirits Hairpin in her hair.

That was the power left by her mother, and also the bond between her and Hu Qingye.

As long as this hairpin remains, as long as her heart continues to beat, Hu Qingye will surely still be alive!

"He must still be alive!"

"We're just stuck somewhere!"

Hu Xiaoman's eyes were firm.

"Hu Qingye will absolutely not die!"

Seeing Hu Xiaoman so protective of that "dead man," Zhou Wenlun's face darkened completely.

His patience had run out.

"Stubborn!"

He coldly uttered four words, his finger twitching slightly at the image in the air.

"call--!"

In the scene, the previously calm gale suddenly became violent.

A visible wind blade slashed fiercely at the senior brother's soul.

"Well!"

The eldest brother let out a painful groan, his body trembling violently.

His soul became even more transparent in that instant, as if it might vanish with the wind at any moment.

"Big Brother!"

Yang Rui screamed in despair.

"Stop! Zhou Wenlun, stop!"

Yang Rui had never hated his own incompetence as much as he did at this moment in his life.

If he were even a little bit stronger, wouldn't he be able to protect his senior brother and junior sister?

Hua Nian hugged Yang Rui, tears streaming down her face, but could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded before her.

Faced with such absolute power, they didn't even have the right to fight to the death.

"enough!"

Hu Xiaoman looked at her fellow students who were in great pain on the screen.

Looking at the people around him who were on the verge of death and could die at any moment.

And then there are the imprisoned Little Yellow and Little Purple.

Looking at Yang Rui and Hua Nian, who were in tears.

Everyone she cared about, everyone who loved her, was suffering.

And all of this is because of her.

It was because of Zhou Wenlun's obsession with her.

If sacrificing her alone can ensure the safety of everyone...

Hu Xiaoman closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks.

When she opened her eyes again, all that remained was icy coldness.

"I promise you."

She looked at Zhou Wenlun, her voice as cold as ice, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Let them go."

"Save my fellow disciples."

"Take us out of here."

"so I……"

She paused for a moment, as if those words weighed a ton, making it hard for her to breathe.

"I will marry you."


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