I still don't know how to repay your love. Faced with your deep affection, I can only remain indifferent. It's not that you are not good enough, it's here. Yue Ye pointed to the position of his heart and continued: He is already dead. Yue Ye raised his head and looked at the sky that was burned red by the fire, and murmured in a voice that only the person in front of him could hear; "Let me do something for your love in the end, as my compensation, pfft." . . The strange sound of a blunt instrument piercing the body made Yue Ye make a hissing sound. His sword was so cold. Yue Ye held on to the sword that was buried in his chest, pushed the man in front of him out, and staggered back into the sea of fire. The desperate roar behind you can no longer be heard. Luo Han, Luo Han, you once promised me that you would never leave me for the rest of my life.