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"Murong Heng! You!"

Wu Qi looked at Murong Heng trembling all over, and was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

Murong Heng only had Su Qingyu in his eyes, and he asked sadly, "Qingyu, will you give me another chance?"

Su Qingyu looked at him with only contempt left, and said with a sneer: "Murong Heng, there is no longer any possibility between you and me, because from the moment you used me, you should know that we will never be together in this life. There are results!"

Pain, heart-piercing pain.

Murong Heng gave a bleak smile, and looked back at Wu Qi sadly, but he still insisted on not letting Murong Ze and Chen'er come out of the cave.

"Wu Qi, you said that the one you want to assist is a generation of kings, so if this king becomes disabled, are you still willing to assist?"

Murong Heng's words made Wu Qi feel bad for an instant, Su Qingyu also looked at Murong Heng suspiciously.

Murong Heng suddenly snatched the long sword from Wu Qi's waist, and without a trace of hesitation, chopped off at the tendons of his feet.

"No!" Wu Qi shouted in horror.

Su Qingyu, however, stood there in shock, looking at Murong Heng's feet covered in blood, which stained the soil on the ground red.

Murong Heng's body instantly fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his lips were all pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Wu Qi, are you still willing to help me like this?"

Wu Qi trembled with anger, and said viciously: "Trash! Let's go!"

Wu Qi waved his hand, and the people around the entrance of the cave followed Wu Qi, walked slowly into the forest, and gradually disappeared.

The men in black who came with Su Qingyu immediately rushed into the cave, Su Qingyu walked towards Murong Heng with a blank mind, and helped him up.

Murong Heng lay in Su Qingyu's arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and said: "Qingyu, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"

Su Qingyu's eye sockets became moist little by little. Although she hated Murong Heng, seeing him break his hamstring in order to make Wu Qi give up made her cry.

"Well, I don't hate you, thank you for giving me the happiest five years."

In the past five years, Murong Heng gave her and Chen'er the best time. To him, Su Qingyu is grateful, but it is not love.

Murong Ze had already passed out in the cave, and when he was helped out by the man in black, he was still holding Chen'er tightly in his arms.

Chen'er's face was covered with Murong Ze's blood, she stared at Su Qingyu, and immediately shouted: "Mother!"

Seeing that Chen'er was safe and sound, Su Qingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the scars all over Murongze's body, her clothes were already stained red, and the tip of her nose felt sour.

Murong Heng twitched the corners of his mouth in frustration, and said, "Qingyu, you and Murong Ze should actually be together. I missed you."

The breeze blew, the sky gradually brightened, and the air after the rain was extraordinarily comfortable.

Three years later, in front of a bamboo house in the mountains and forests in the south of the Yangtze River, Murong Heng was wearing a green shirt, watching the thin clouds drifting in the sky with desireless eyes.

"All these years, how are you?" Murong Ze stood beside Murong Heng's wheelchair with his hands behind his back in a black dress embroidered with golden dragons in gold.

"How is she?"

Murong Ze knew that he was asking about Su Qingyu. Ever since his veins were broken, Murong Heng only left a letter of divorce and left quietly.

"Well, she was going to come too, but she's going to give birth soon, so she can't come to see you."

Murong Ze and Murong Heng no longer have any grievances at this moment. Now they are a pair of real brothers, a pair of brothers who deeply love the same person.

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