Black belly attack & facial paralysis, imaginary ancient customs, entanglements in the world
That was their last kiss. Chu Linge held a half-broken sword against Mu Kugu's chest and said with a chuckle, "Madman, you asked me to kill you, but you didn't even give me a reward. I, Chu, have never done such a loss-making business in my life." He paused, sighed lowly, and said, "Just kiss me."
Mu Kugu just looked at him, looking at him in ecstasy with her almost blind eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled, she raised her head and carefully kissed the corner of Chu Linge's lips——
The broken sword in the lover's hand also pierced his heart——
The attack was so cruel, Mu Kugu's already unclear vision became increasingly dark and turbid. She leaned in his arms and thought to herself that he was always so cruel. Even if he was about to die, his Chu Linge would always be so cruel.
He didn't know that it was a very poisonous kiss.
So sweet, so painful, enough to keep Chu Linge for a lifetime.