Rebirth IX I still love you

Chapter 121
"Miss Tong!" Tang Feng's eyes flashed with amazement when he saw the bright-looking Tong Xin, but he soon noticed what she just said, pondered for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Do you know Yan Liyue?"

Tong Xin ignored Tang Feng, but looked Sheng Han up and down, "Is it Yan Liyue who beat you up?"

Sheng Han's face was ugly.

Tong Xin is his cousin, but he doesn't like this woman.

Sheng Han's mother was not actually Mr. Tong's biological daughter, but was placed at the gate of Tong's house a few years ago, and was finally adopted by Mr. Tong as an adopted daughter.

Because there is no blood relationship, this childlike heart always satirizes him. A while ago, there were some problems in the Tong family. Tong Yingfeng angered the old man, and the power of the second room in the Tong family gradually weakened. Sheng Han found a reason and satirized him openly and secretly. A few words of childlike innocence.

Tong Xin put her arms around her chest, "You said just now that you want to deal with Yan Liyue? Hehe, you'd better take it easy!"

"What do you mean?" Sheng Han felt that there was something in the fairy tale.

Tang Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Yan Liyue has something to do with the Tong family?Shouldn't it?
A gleam flashed in Tong Xin's eyes, "That woman has something to do with Dafang!"

Sheng Han frowned, could that bitch be the woman my cousin liked?

No wonder she was so confident that she dared to attack him!

So what if there is a relationship, she hasn't married into Tong's family yet!

If he can't kill her, then he will humiliate her severely! ! !
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The night is as cold as water, and all sounds are silent.

Yan Liyue was lying on the big soft bed, her eyes were tightly closed, her whole face was as pale as paper, and the cold sweat on her forehead slowly slid down her cheeks.

She had a dream.

In the dream, it was covered with snow, and the world seemed to be wrapped in silver, and the snowflakes fell like goose feathers, like the ice and snow world in the painting.

In the white snow, bloody footprints clearly appeared in the field of vision.

Yan Liyue felt her heart ache.

She heard the cry, with heartbroken sadness and deep despair, and she couldn't help crying.

Following the bloody footprints, she saw a strange red back. The long black hair was as smooth as fine silk, which was in sharp contrast to the red dress.

The cry seemed to come from her throat.

Yan Liyue wanted to see her appearance clearly, but she couldn't see her face clearly, as if she was covered with a layer of tulle.

What she could see clearly was that the front of the long red dress was stained dark red by blood, and she could even see the wound on the arm with only half of the sleeve left, exposing the dense bones inside, which looked extremely terrifying .

From choking up sobs, to weeping in the back, Yan Liyue saw the tears splashed into the air, frozen into ice beads due to the cold air, and fell on the snow.

Her voice was hoarse, as if someone had damaged her vocal cords, and she whispered: "Give him back to me..."

"Give him back to me..."

She kept repeating this sentence, no matter how difficult it was, she still walked to the highest point of the snow mountain step by step.

On the top of the snow mountain, there is a magnificent temple, but because of the cold weather, only a few people go up the mountain.

Leaving blood marks all the way to the top of the snow mountain, Yan Liyue watched her kneeling in front of the temple.

"Please, give him back to me..."

"Please..."

"Give him back to me..."

Yan Liyue's heart contracted intermittently.

(End of this chapter)