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

Yang Susu saw Yang Zuo standing on the octopus giant eagle, pulling the blue feather bow and arrow, but was knocked down by a palm strike from the silver-haired, black-robed man, and then the man's palm pierced his heart.

The man held the still-beating heart he had just taken out in one hand, his bloodshot eyes filled with killing and excitement.

"Achen——"

She trembled and called out the man's name.

Why is this happening?

No, no!

Obviously her Ah Chen was seriously injured and bleeding in her arms.

Why did he jump out and kill people just after she had a short conversation with the master?

Without time to think, Yang Susu caught Yang Zuo's falling body. His beautiful deep blue eyes had lost their luster.

"elder sister!"

Yang Zuo smiled at her, then closed his eyes weakly.

No, he is Mingwa, he is so smart, how could he die!

Yang Susu raised her head and saw Jun Yichen's magic hands piercing Yang You's heart again, blood spurting out, and his red tasseled spear fell heavily to the ground.

He threw Yang You's body and landed in front of Yang Susu, looking at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes were cold.

The blood on Yang You's lip could not stop flowing down, and he said weakly to Yang Susu: "Sister, save me!"

Then, his deep blue eyes completely lost their light.

“No, not really. That’s not true.”

They are the ghost kids!

How could he be killed so easily by Jun Yichen?

One was so smart and the other was so lively, how could they suddenly die?

Will not!

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion!

But why is everything so real?

Why couldn't she find a breakthrough?

She touched Yang Zuo and Yang You's blood with trembling hands; it was hot and sticky.

"The human world is nothing more than a place for us demons to eat and slaughter. The humble and insignificant human beings are nothing more than ants in my eyes."

He has flowing silver hair, is handsome and unparalleled, and his eyes are blood red.

He smiled contemptuously at her.

Then, he dodged behind Jun Zeyuan and pierced his body with his sword.

At that moment, Yang Susu felt that all the blood in her body had frozen.

She was shivering all over, and waves of panic surged in her heart!

That's his favorite brother!

How could he possibly kill him?

There was a voice in her heart shouting, he was not Jun Yichen, he was not her prince, he was not her Ah Chen.

She wanted to step forward and stop him.

But for some reason, she stood there without moving.

She could only watch helplessly as he killed Qingzhou with one blow.

Wangyou picked up the sword and stabbed him, but he broke his neck.

The moment Wangyou fell, he looked towards her with deep worry and resentment in his eyes.

Yang Susu burst into tears.

"No, no..."

"Achen, don't..."

Her fingertips were trembling in panic, and her heart was stabbed with pain, as if something was moving away from her.

She was shouting so loudly, clearly using all her strength, and clearly she was crying, but he could not see anything and continued his slaughter.

He took out Hua Shengsheng's heart and finally looked at her. Facing her pain and panic, he showed a bloodthirsty smile.

At that moment, Yang Susu was really sure.

He is not Jun Yichen, he is not the prince of Dong Zhou, he is not her Ah Chen.

He is the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan.

Hua Shengsheng died. If Bi Yao knew about this, she would have followed him. After all, she was so

"sorry Sorry......"

She knelt on the ground, her hands clenched tightly into fists, and she was as sad as a fish out of water, struggling hard on the shore, as if she was suffocating.

Until Jun Yichen stood behind Yang Yuan, with a wicked smile on his face and pointed his hand at his heart.

She shouted loudly, and finally, the Holy Heaven Sword in her hand suddenly stabbed towards him.

"You are not my prince, you are not my Ah Chen, you are not, you are not, my Ah Chen will not be like this..."

The sword pierced his chest, and blood flowed down the Holy Heaven Sword.

“Hahahaha, it’s done, it’s done!”

There was laughter in my ears.

"Finally, I succeeded in overcoming the calamity. I succeeded!"

Yang Susu raised her head suddenly, and the fog in front of her eyes seemed to have dissipated.

Yang Zuo stood on the octopus giant eagle, and Yang Right stood on the side holding the red tassel spear. Below, Jun Zeyuan, Hua Shengsheng, Qingzhou and others all looked up at her, their pupils dilated, their eyes full of shock.

They are all alive, that's great!

But why were they looking at her like that?

A sticky substance flowed into her palm holding the hilt of the sword.

She looked back suddenly, and saw her Holy Heaven Sword piercing through Jun Yichen's heart.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, her breath was choked, and the hand holding the hilt began to tremble violently.

They are obviously fake!

It's obviously all an illusion!

Why were they all alive, but only her sword pierced his heart?

She shook her head frantically: "No, no, this is an illusion, this is an illusion!

How could I possibly kill my own prince?

How could you possibly kill my Achen?"

She was panicked, tears streaming down her cheeks, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed with heartache, not knowing what to do.

Until a pair of hands slowly touched her cheek, wiped away the tears that never stopped flowing, and said softly: "Su'er, don't be afraid, don't cry."

His voice was weak, but still gentle.

"When I am gone, Su'er must take good care of herself."

His face was so white, but when he laughed, he was still as cool as jade and as warm as the sun.

She suddenly held the hand that was wiping her tears and said in a trembling voice: "Achen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Su'er..."

He slowly closed his eyes, his hand left her palm, and he slowly fell backwards.

"Achen, Achen, Jun Yichen..."

The Holy Heaven Sword was pulled out of Jun Yichen's body with bright red blood, and his blood splashed on her face, which was extremely cold.

She wanted to reach out and grab him.

But at some point, someone hugged her from behind, held her hands, and held her tightly.

"do not go!"

Hua Yulou's voice rang in her ears.

Yang Susu tried desperately to break free from him!

Because her Ah Chen fell down with her eyes closed.

He shed a lot of blood.

He must be in pain, scared and sad.

She had to hug him.

But Hua Yulou's restraints were too tight, and she couldn't break free.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She couldn't even muster the strength to fight him.

She could only watch her Ah Chen fall to the ground.

A dazzling yet sad and beautiful blood flower bloomed on the ground.