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"Hahaha, Han Luo, does it hurt?" Haiqi smiled, now, this man will never forget himself...

Hearing Hai Qi's voice, Han Luo stood up from the edge of the cliff where he was crawling with a sullen face, and stared at Hai Qi viciously.

Suddenly, Han Luo grabbed Haiqi's neck, gradually increased his strength, slowly tightened the hand that was holding Haiqi's neck, deprived him of air little by little, and stopped his breathing.

"Heh...Han...Luo...he...dead..." Haiqi smiled happily as she looked at the person in front of her who wished to tear herself into pieces, "Heh...heh..."

The strength in Han Luo's hands increased again, Haiqi wanted to say something, but he didn't have the strength to say anything else.

He felt a fire burning in his lungs, and his entire chest was about to burst due to lack of oxygen!

After a while, he found that his vision became more and more blurred, even though he knew that his eyes were now very big and big.

But even so, he still couldn't see clearly the face of Han Luo who was close at hand, that face that he would not even give up even if he died.

Just when Haiqi's consciousness was about to disappear completely, Han Luo's force on his throat gradually decreased, and the air also slowly entered his lungs, like a stream of sweet clear water, nourishing the body burned by the fire. lung.

Haiqi coughed violently because of Han Luo's "mercy", but because of Han Luo's restraint, he couldn't make bigger movements to match his cough and relieve the pain in his lungs.

Half a minute later, Haiqi's brain resumed functioning, and her thoughts returned, but there were still many white spots flashing and dancing in front of her eyes.

Even though it wasn't very clear, he saw the man who made him love so much that he couldn't see himself again.

The man's handsome face was still ruthless, and there was still sadness and hatred in his eyes that could drown a person in a minute.

Before she had time to think more, Haiqi felt that Han Luo's strength on her neck began to increase again!

Han Luo looked in front of him, looking at his own people in horror, his heart was full of joy, but it was empty again.

He knew what the man in front of him wanted by doing this, and wanted revenge if he got it, but he would never let him do what he wanted.

"Hai Qi, you won't die in my hands. Handing you over to Li Suming may be your 'best' destination! But, until Li Suming finds this place, I will keep repeating Let you feel death, let you enjoy the feeling of dying..."

The moment he saw him throw Liao Xiaoyi down, Han Luo was surrounded by that overwhelming sense of dying!

Perhaps, at that moment, I was already dead, my heart and soul were dead, and what was alive was just a walking corpse...

When Han Luo gradually strengthened his hand, the other hand was not idle. He notified Li Suming as quickly as possible, and asked Han Che to send someone to search and rescue Liao Xiaoyi at the foot of the mountain, even if it was only his body. , I want to bring him to the person he loves the most.

When Li Suming arrived, Han Luo was punishing Haiqi for the fourth round.

Li Suming didn't talk to Han Luo much, he just looked at Han Luo who was doing "business" indifferently, then walked to the edge of the cliff, stared at the bottomless cliff, thoughtfully...

After a long time, Li Suming finally said, "Enough, Han Luo...give him to me..."

Li Suming's voice was slightly hoarse, as if Li Suming hadn't opened his mouth for a long, long time.

In fact, it all happened in less than 10 minutes...

According to Li Suming's words, Han Luo released the restraint on Haiqi and turned his back to Li Suming, "I'll leave him to you, and I'll go find it with Han Che now..."

Han Luo's voice choked up. As soon as the word "corpse" reached his throat, it became as heavy as a thousand catties. It was so heavy that he couldn't open his mouth...

"Take care of yourself, there are still many things you need to do..." Li Suming was still looking deeply into the depths of the cliff, he said these words lightly but solemnly.

These words seemed to be said for Han Luo, but also seemed to be said for himself.

"Han Luo... remember, hate me forever..."

Caught off guard, Hai Qi, who was lying half dead on the edge of the cliff, suddenly stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at Han Luo and said softly, his voice was very hoarse and rough, it was caused by the injury and edema of the vocal cords, but this is not important anymore, The important thing is that he, Haiqi, is leaving now with the care of that man all his life.

Even the concern called "hate"!

With no time to react, Haiqi smiled and fell backwards. What greeted him behind him was boundless nothingness and a boundless fall.

Just like his short life, he kept falling in the abyss called "Han Luo", and in the process of chasing Han Luo, he kept becoming nothingness...

This is the best ending for yourself, isn't it?

Han Luo, if one day you know everything, can you, don't forget me...

Can you, think of me once in a while, even with hatred...

Han Luo...

Seeing Haiqi disappearing under the cliff, Han Luo felt nothing but the emptiness constantly gushing out of his heart.

The man in front of him died with his own hatred, so who should he hate?What do I need to rely on to support myself to complete the next thing?

What do I need to rely on to live in this inhuman world?

Han Luo couldn't find it, but fate arranged it for him.

Han Luo knew that this was a punishment given to him by the heavens, a punishment for not knowing how to cherish it, and a punishment for not knowing how to feel Liao Xiaoyi's love for him with his heart.

Therefore, God wants him to live alone in this world, repeating day after day to find the love he lost, the lover he lost!

At the place where Liao Xiaoyi and Haiqi fell off the cliff, there was a branch of the Lijiang River at the bottom of the cliff.

Haiqi was unlucky, when she fell, she just landed by the river, her head hit the stone, and she was smashed to pieces.

But they searched the bottom of the cliff, but they couldn't find Liao Xiaoyi!

In the month since Liao Xiaoyi fell off the cliff, Han Luo led people along the river to search for it downstream inch by inch!

Han Luo kept looking for the place where the river flows into the Lijiang River, but Han Luo couldn't find anything related to Liao Xiaoyi.

Legend has it that a long time ago, the Lijiang River was not called the Lijiang River, because a very powerful person sealed his soul in a river after his lover died. The sky is blood red, as if the soul sealed here is crying for the lover who is separated from him forever...

Slowly people called that river Lijiang!

In the past, the Lijiang River sealed a sad and lost soul, but now, it has taken away the person Han Luo misses so much. This is no different from taking away his soul.

Although it was difficult, he couldn't give up if he didn't find Liao Xiaoyi for a day!If he can't be free for a day, go to the place where the person he loves exists!

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