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Weak limbs are like tethered dolls. Tosaka's body, which had become cold, collapsed like a building block and rolled into Yan Ye's arms.

""

The chaos and impact that brought to Tong Tongyan at that time was almost the same as hitting a human head with a big hammer.

The corpse with the face of the dead like a cicada is undoubtedly his own, and his appearance is obviously the appearance of Tosaka. Yan Ye only admitted the fact that the courtier had died at that moment.

Once looking down on his arrogant sneer, pretending to be attentive, cold tone and ridiculous words, all the memories of Tosaka Tosaka filled the night of Yan Ye's mind, making his consciousness split and confused. That kind of chaos has blown away all the feelings, motives and impulses entangled in Yan Ye's heart starting from the time.

"Why?"

Standing on the spot holding the non-speaking corpse, Yan Ye felt a hollow in her heart, and Yan Ye was very surprised.

This void is so large that the profile of the personality of Ms. Tong Yanye also collapsed and was deformed to an unrecognizable point.

It wasn't until then that Yan Ye realized her mistake, although it was too late. Because I never thought about what it would be like to lose the enemy Tosaka Tosaka, so I felt so empty and overwhelmed after Tosaka died. Perhaps it was because of the uncontrollable turmoil, and now Yan Ye had no idea why he was fighting the warlords and what expectations he had participated in the Holy Grail War, and he could not remember these important things at once.

then

"Yan Ye?"

For the new visitors who had just stepped into the chapel, it wasn't until the fatal tender voice from behind that Yan Ye realized that someone had entered the chapel at that deadly moment.

Yan Ye turned around with a blank expression on his face, why was Yuanban Aoi standing there, what was the ins and outs of the matter, and could not think of it all. If he thinks seriously, he will surely think that if no one called Yuan Saka Aoi. She will not appear in this chapel at all, and there is only one person who can put the body of the minister in this chapel in advance and then trace it back. It is not difficult to guess the suspect who killed the court.

"Ah"

Yan Ye's thoughts were too confusing, so he could only make out some letters that had no meaning, it was just his moaning voice. He staggered back, and the body of the courtier in his arms fell on the floor of the chapel like a bag of Toto. Aoi looked down on his brother's body, and did not move for a long time, but just stared intently.

"Kwai Me"

Aoi did not say anything, and slowly approached the body of the courtier as if sucked by a magnet. Yan Ye was inexplicably overwhelmed by her momentum, and took a step back. After walking a few steps, she encountered an obstacle behind her. As if ruling him, standing there majesticly was the altar of the chapel.

Kwai knelt on the ground and hugged the body of the courtier. Yan Ye had no way back. She only looked at Kwai silently. Why did Kwai do that, Yan Ye couldn't take care of herself, but he didn't want to understand. Why didn't she look at the green plum bamboo horse at a glance, but stared at the body of the courtier, why was her face full of tears, Yan Ye was unwilling to think about these reasons, so he didn't speak.

I clearly remembered that I had vowed to keep my beloved woman from crying, even if I gave up my life and gave up, so I fought until now.

In this case, who is this woman who is crying in front of her eyes?

Just accepting the fact that she is Kwai is enough to make Yan Ye collapse.

She doesn't watch Yan Ye. He was directly ignored as the air, and he kept gazing tearfully at his brother's body. The heroine of this tragedy exists as the axis of rotation in the center of the world. Yan Ye, who was neglected by her, was almost as insignificant as the dust and scratches on the stage, and there was no meaning in it. Yan Ye produced a position of standing, and the illusion that the existence itself was obliterated, and was deeply afraid of this illusion. There was an urge to shout loudly to attract her attention. However, the dry throat couldn't even squeeze out a word.

When Kui finally raised his eyes and looked directly at himself, Yan Ye finally realized that sometimes ignoring is a kind of compassion. If you disappear from this world at that time, you will be saved.

"This is equivalent to giving the Holy Grail to the hands of the Jiatong family. Are you satisfied? Yan Ye."

Although this sound is familiar, the kind of tone he has never heard before. Because of her gentle nature, she never hated or cursed anyone before Yan Ye.

"I am, I"

Why must she be blamed in this way? It's the Yuanzhang Shichen that is the source of all evil. If there is no man, everything will go smoothly.

Why does this guy die here? This question is what Yan Ye wants to ask first.

"why"

But the woman did not give Yan Ye the opportunity to speak at all and continued to ask the question.

"Jian Tong's family took Sakura from me, isn't it satisfied? Why did you want to kill this person in front of me? Why do you hate us so much?"

do not understand.

Why does this woman have the same face as Kwai, and with Kwai's voice, she poured out the hatred and killing intentions of this Tongyan night.

Yan Ye logically saved Kwai. In order to return the future of her loved daughter Sakura to Sakura herself. Why should she be resented by her instead. Who is this woman?

"All because of this guy, blame him"

Yan Ye pointed at the body of the courtier with a trembling hand, and shouted with his only voice.

"Without that man, no one will fall into misfortune. Aoi and Sakura can be happy."

"What a joke!"

Shouted the woman who had turned into a grimace.

"What do you know! You never loved anyone at all!"

"what"

Crackled.

The deadly crackling sound caused Jian Tongyan to collapse.

"I have got"

the person I like.

A warm, elegant woman who is more important to herself than anyone, and her only hope is to wish her happiness.

If she lost her life even for her sake, it was because of this thinking, so Yan Ye has been enduring the pain of being better than death. Now, endure, endure desperately, endure endure Patience, so he absolutely does not allow anyone to use a bad excuse to deny his efforts. For whom do I endure the pain of life and death? Since such words are better to die, lie and lie, I I do have people I like

"I have someone I like",,..

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