Chapter 247 Four Villains Crematorium 77

"She's not dead!"

The deputy general felt pain in his chest. He staggered to his feet and repeated word for word: "She has been dead for so many days. There is no way she is still alive."

"you shut up!"

Seeing that Xie Qian was furious and was about to strike with his palm again, the deputy general could not avoid it, "General, my wife risked her life to save you because I hope you will live well and not be as confused and unable to accept the facts as you are now."

Xie Qian's palm paused.

Live well……

The lieutenant thought that Xie Qian would still be angry, but he didn't expect that he would curl up his lips and laugh.

Looking at his smile, the deputy general felt a little dazed.

He had never seen Xie Qian smile like this.

That smile was so beautiful that it was hollow and lonely.

He was clearly smiling, but he could feel Xie Qian's sorrow and silent regret and despair as he lost all his life in pain.

"I shouldn't have forced her to swear. If she didn't swear, nothing would happen..."

"At that time, I thought I would never fall in love with her. I was too arrogant..."

"She asked me to forget her, but how can I forget her? I can't forget..."

Xie Qian felt as if all his vitality had been drained from him. He stood dejected and helpless, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes. Finally, he laughed like a madman, his voice getting louder and shriller. gloomy.

"Sangyu, Sangyu——"

Xie Qian's eyes were as red as a demon, and his head of black hair turned strangely white inch by inch, as if it had been bleached by the moonlight.

He looked at the river with fearful and paranoid eyes: "You said you wanted to marry me. You can't break your promise. No matter where you are, I will find you. You are mine when I give birth to you. Even if you die, you will only It can be mine..."

Sang Yu didn't know how long she had been asleep before she gradually became conscious.

Her whole body was hot and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly she felt a cold, rough hand appear on her forehead, touching her gently.

"Why is it so hot?"

The voice was very vague and the timbre could not be heard clearly.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Yu felt a hand pull open her clothes, and the cold air touched her skin.

She felt cold, but her body was boiling hot.

The two temperatures overlapped, and she frowned in discomfort.

It wasn't until she felt water wiping her body that she felt much better.

In her daze, she seemed to be helped up by someone, and the warm hand pinched her chin, as if he wanted to pour something into her mouth.

But she had no strength at all and couldn't open her mouth at all.

The other party paused for a while, seeming to think of something. Suddenly, she felt her lips soften, and someone pried her lips open, and something bitter slowly flowed into her mouth and slid down her throat...

After repeating it several times, she fell asleep again.

As she fell asleep, she felt a warm body pressed against her back and an arm holding her tightly.

I don't know how long this lasted, but Sang Yu finally regained consciousness.

She opened her eyes with some effort and took a while to adjust before she could clearly see her surroundings.

This is a simple wooden house with old furniture, but it is clean and hygienic. There is a wine gourd hanging next to the wooden cabinet against the wall. The owner must be an old man?

This thought made Sang Yu burst into tears. She lowered her eyes and looked at the coarse clothes on her body. So an old man changed them for her?

Before Sang Yu could make up her mind, she suddenly saw a pair of feet walking towards her from the corner of her eye.

She slowly raised her eyes, and when she saw the other person's face, her expression suddenly froze.

(End of chapter)