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Chapter 1499

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"I won't let go … I won't let go again!"

Zhu Wu Xin's voice was actually trembling slightly.

Trembling?

Even a person like Chu Wuxin would tremble?

Ye Qing Luo's fingers which were gripping the glower flame fan loosened.

Why …

Why was he so stubborn?

Even if he was pierced by her silver threads, he was unwilling to let go of her.

What had happened between them in the past?

As a result … Zhu Wuxin's obsession with her had already penetrated deep into his bones?

"Ye Qing Luo, you are destined to be mine …. This is the promise we made!" Suddenly, Zhu Wu Xin's gaze deeply locked onto Ye Qing Luo's face, "Let's get married."

His eyes were clear.

It was extremely clear.

It didn't contain any impurities.

He wanted to marry her. That was his only thought at this moment.

This kind of gaze made Ye Qing Luo's heart feel slightly cold.

"Impossible." She rejected him without any hesitation as her charming eyes were suffused with a cold glint, "Zhu Wu Xin, no matter what we had in the past, it will only be in the past. The person I love, is only Di Mo Xuan, the person I choose, will only be Di Mo Xuan!"

She was Di Mo Xuan's woman.

She loved Di Mo Xuan deeply.

No matter what happened in the past.

The only person she loved and wanted to marry was only Di Mo Xuan.

Perhaps it was the mention of the name "Di Mo Xuan".

Zhu Wuxin's body gradually stiffened.

He slowly loosened his grip on Ye Qing Luo as he pulled apart the distance between them.

Ye Qing Luo was delighted, thinking that he had regained his senses.

At the next instance, Zhu Wu Xin's hand grabbed onto Ye Qing Luo's neck.

His slender fingers clasped tightly around her neck.

His handsome face once again returned to its frozen expression.

"Di Mo Xuan?" A cold voice came out from Zhu Wu Xin's mouth.

As he spoke, his fingers gradually tightened.

Ye Qing Luo suddenly felt a suffocating feeling.

She reached out and grabbed Zhu Wuxin's wrist, struggling with all her might.

"You belong to me. You can only be mine …" Zhu Wuxin narrowed his eyes, killing intent faintly flashing in them. "If you can't keep your promise to me, then … I'll use destruction to end everything."

The tightness on Ye Qing Luo's neck made her even more dizzy.

Her hand slid down from Zhu Wuxin's arm.

Damn it!

Chu Wuxin really wanted to kill her …

This lunatic!

Did he want to die with her?

Ye Qing Luo tried her best to adjust the Profound Qi in her body, trying to suppress Zhu Wu Xin.

She did not want to die with Zhu Wu Xin like this.

The brothers were still waiting for her.

Ah Xuan was still waiting for her.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing Luo worked hard to concentrate her mind, mobilizing the profound qi in her Profound Jade Heart and communicating with Qi Qi.

As long as he caught Zhu Wuxin off guard.

Qiqi launched an attack.

He would definitely be able to restrain Zhu Wuxin for a while.

However …

When Ye Qing Luo finally mobilized her Profound Jade Heart and spread it over her entire body, relieving the suffocating feeling at her neck. Just as she was about to counterattack …..

He suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

Her vision went white.

A blurry image suddenly leaped into his mind.



That was the ten year old Little Qing Luo. After a round of beatings by Ye Qing Ling and Ye Qing Qing, she was sick and weak, nesting in the abandoned courtyard full of cobwebs.

It was already the middle of winter.

Little Qing Luo was only wearing a thin robe and it was extremely worn-out, stained with fresh blood.

In the room, there was only a wooden bed and a piece of worn-out, smelly thin blanket.

She sprawled on the bed and every breath she took would affect the wounds on her body, making her so painful that she couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air.

The cold wind blew in from the broken door and window.

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