Chapter 1176

The old man smiled contemptuously. "Do you have any qualifications to talk to me now? Listen, there is no sound in the video. Wen churan doesn't even have the strength to call for help. Do you want to hesitate again?! "

Sheng Shimo watched the video. Wen churan fell to the ground and tried his best to open his mouth, but he couldn't make a little sound.

In the silence, death came quietly. At that time, Mo only felt that his heart was clutched in one hand, ruthlessly ravaged and torn.

Obviously, he was close at hand, but he couldn't save her.

Looking at Wen churan's distorted facial features due to pain and the despair in her eyes, he felt deep powerlessness for the first time, and felt that his life was meaningless for the first time.

Because he can't even protect his favorite.

"Even if she doesn't die this time, she will die in the future. No doubt, as long as the curse is still there, she can't escape such a fate."

Yes, she can't escape such a fate.

Even if you don't die this time, there will be another time, next time.

And he, in the face of her death, was powerless.

The only thing we can do now is to change one life for another.

She has no obligation to pay for their love from generation to generation.

In this life, he will die for her, so what?!

At the thought of this, the ink at the height of his life actually aroused a smile, and then he really... Slowly put down his gun.

Even if I saw the old man's hand with a gun out of thin air, even if I saw him pull the trigger and saw the bullet flying towards me at the speed of seconds, the smile on the corner of my ink mouth was still in full bloom.

He has never been so calm to meet death as he is now.

As long as he thought that his death could be exchanged for warm first dyeing, he even... Even looked forward to death a little.

With a puff, the bullet penetrated the body and embedded into the heart, leaving only a hole in the chest, and warm blood constantly emerged.

In his prime, Mo felt his body suddenly heavy, so heavy that he couldn't support it. After he fell to the ground, he couldn't get up again.

He could only lie on the ground quietly, and the cold of the floor penetrated his limbs and bones and stiffened his body.

Watching the old man turn into a wisp of smoke in the moonlight, watching the dark clouds roll outside the window, and the moonlight gradually dissipates, which is like a precursor of the coming God of death.

Sheng Shimo felt his thoughts getting more and more confused, and his eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

The moment he closed his eyes, he was not afraid of death.

Just a little worried.

Worried that she is dead, she can no longer accompany Wen churan and can no longer protect her.

But there is also a trace of joy.

Joy that she finally doesn't have to suffer the torture of fate. She can live carefree, healthy and happy.

That's... great

Sheng Shimo opened his eyes for the last time. His vision was hazy. He seemed to see a thin figure in the dark.

Wearing your favorite floral dress, with long seaweed like hair, you will narrow your eyes and bend your eyebrows like the moon.

This is the woman he deserves to love with his life.

The corners of Sheng Shimo's mouth also rose imperceptibly. Facing the curtains blown by the wind in the study, he evoked a spoiled smile.

I hope that in the next life, someone will show up and tell him all the truth.

Then in the next life, he will not hesitate to choose to bear the death for her.

I hope the next life