Xu Duoshui stood with his sword in front of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. He had no way out, and he couldn't retreat. He could only kill, kill, kill.
Since his life is destined to be full of killing, he should kill it. At least he can keep the peace of the land and water behind him and the happiness of his relatives.
At the last moment of his life, Xu Duoshui only had that jade-like person in his eyes. Unfortunately, he would never see her again.
Hong Qingyuan was sitting in the court hall, and he was distracted. As the supreme emperor, it is understandable to lose focus for a moment.
But he didn't know why the innocent boy's voice sounded again in his ears: "Brother Yuren'er!"
And the last words that person said to him: To like someone is not to give him what you like, but to give him what he likes.
But what did you give him? Nothing but hurt and hate.
Hong Qingyuan regretted it. . .
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Idea: If you like someone, give him what he likes