"Yi'er, be good and drink it."
"You don't believe me?"
"I believe in you, but I also want you to believe in me."
"I don't believe you."
"The poisonous wine is so poisonous that if one cup enters the intestines, thousands of intestines will be broken. Do you want to drink it or not?"
"I don't drink."
"This was never a choice for you." The vicious gaze remained in the deepest part of the night, and the poisonous Qianyu poisonous wine went into his throat smoothly, burning every inch of his liver and intestines.
Blood gushed out from her mouth, and she endured pain that ordinary people couldn't bear.
"Yi'er, if you die, you won't feel pain anymore. Forgive me."
"I, Lingqi Nine Clothes, swear a blood oath here. If the soul cannot fly, the resentment will not end. The soul will not dissipate, and the hatred will not stop. The nine realms of heaven and earth, three lives and three lives."
She, Su Jiuyi, fell into dreams nine times just to find her lost memories. Even if the dream is broken and the reality is cruel and cruel, she will take back what is owed to her one by one.
She doesn't owe anyone, and she shouldn't let anyone owe her anything.
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