Le Qinglan slowly stood up, walked to the TV screen, and murmured, "Was everything that is happening now planned by Zhuang Li?"
Emile said sarcastically, "Yes, he had planned it long before you brutally killed his sister. You were torn to pieces by his bomb without even seeing his face. He killed your son, husband, lover, and even all your lackeys. But you couldn't even touch a hair of his. This is the difference between you and him."
Emile laughed contemptuously, "You always say you're a messenger from the Kingdom of God, but I've never seen such a weak messenger. You know, in Zhuang Li's eyes, you're nothing."
Le Qinglan's beautiful face slowly distorted, but recovered in just a moment.
She walked to the glass wall, placed her hands in Emile's palms, and smiled contemptuously: "Someone will come to save me. I also have a loyal servant. I think you should know him better than I do."
Emile thought of Solo, who had never appeared, and the light in his eyes slowly faded. A tearing pain came from his heart, that familiar feeling of heartbreak.
She has used up all her life's love, so she must also use her life to endure the pain of loving the wrong person.
Le Qinglan's palm was warm, but it brought her a bone-chilling cold.
Emile withdrew his hand and slowly backed away, but his back was pressed against a hard and broad chest.
"My dear, I'm coming." A low, hoarse sigh sounded in Emile's ears, and then a pair of large hands grabbed Emile's neck. She was held in a man's arms in a fatal posture.
Le Qinglan patted the glass wall and said with a smile: "Zolo, I knew you would come to save me!"
Emile couldn't see Solo's face, but he could feel the slight sting of his sharp nails digging into his neck. Nineteen years later, they still remained enemies.
The tearing pain spread from her heart to her soul. Emile gritted her teeth stubbornly, but her eyes were watery. She needed all her strength to stop herself from crying in front of Solo.
He had already said that if he saw her again, he would tear her into pieces with his own hands. And that day, her heart had already been torn into pieces by these words.
Solo's nose brushed against Emile's cheek. He was looking closely at the girl in his arms.
Emil, who had her back to her, couldn't see the greed in his eyes, but Le Qinglan could see it, so she became anxious and kept banging on the glass wall, shouting, "Solo, kill her quickly and save me!"
She was the one who kept saying she couldn't bear to see Emile die, and she was the one who ordered Emile's execution immediately after he was rescued. Her heart was colder than a venomous snake.
Solo turned a deaf ear to Le Qinglan's orders. He looked deeply into Emile's profile, then pinched her jaw, forcing her to look up.
He stretched out his fangs and gently bit the skin on the side of Emile's neck, as if looking for a place to bite.
Le Qinglan stopped shouting and screaming. Her angry expression faded, giving way to a faint smile. She said softly, "Solo, drain her blood."
Emile sneered, "I took a nanosilver capsule. If you want to die, just take it."
Le Qinglan froze, then remembered a reality she couldn't accept. Vampires, once at the top of the food chain, had lost their dominance. They had become a species destined for extinction.
"Kill her! From now on you can suck my blood and live forever. I am the only hope of the vampire clan. Solo, do you understand? I am your only hope!" Le Qinglan immediately found the value of his existence.
Solo sighed and said, "I know you took nanosilver capsules." However, as soon as he finished speaking, he bit Emile's skin without hesitation and sucked the blood that was as poisonous as poison into his throat.
He slowly knelt on his knees, one hand strangling his neck, while the other hand was still tightly holding Emile's hand, and said with difficulty: "I never gave the order to throw you into the sewer. I have never had sex with Le Qinglan. I just want to set you free."
He coughed up a few sparks, looked up at Emile, and said slowly, word by word: "I'm not here to save Le Qinglan, I just want to see you one last time."
As early as the beginning of their meeting, he knew that the only ending for the two of them was separation. But he still threw himself into it wholeheartedly, because he knew that if he didn't love this woman well, he would spend the rest of his life in regret.
"The funny thing is, after becoming a high and mighty prince, I realized that what I missed most was the time we lived in the cellar together."
Solo squeezed Emile's hand and said with a smile, "My dear, I still love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you. It's great to see you."
He lowered his head and kissed the back of Emile's hand with his hot lips with utmost piety, and then burned to ashes.
Emile looked in disbelief at the sparks and dust spreading before his eyes, and the tears that had been gathering in his pupils finally fell like a bursting dam.
"Zolo! Zolo!" She knelt down, frantically gathering the dust from the ground. The emotions that had been suppressed for nineteen years instantly broke through the mental defenses that had been built up over nineteen years.
She had to admit that she still loved Solo.
Le Qinglan stared blankly at the scene. To her, Solo was also special. This man's willpower rivaled Lei Ming's. He would never be deceived by her, sucking her blood and leaving, treating her completely as food.
He was extremely cold to everyone, but he gave all his tender love to Emile. He was the man Le Qinglan could never get.
Now, this man is dead. He chose to give his life to Emile. Before he died, he knelt on the ground and expressed his loyalty to Emile.
For nineteen years, he had never forgotten Emile, nor had his love for her diminished in the slightest. He had deliberately let her go simply because he knew that Le Qinglan had murderous intentions towards his lover.
He's really capable! He's used me completely! Le Qinglan thought sarcastically.
She stared at Solo, who had turned to ashes, and smiled through gritted teeth.
X and Jindou rushed over, but they did not blame Emile, who was crying miserably. Everyone was dead, and all the grudges were gone.
"Please use this to pack it." Zhuang Li, who arrived late, handed over an exquisite box.
Emile raised his tear-soaked face and choked out, "Thank you."
She put Solo's ashes into the box one handful at a time, tears streaming down her face.
Lei Ming stood aside and watched coldly. Even if Solo didn't come, he would have taken the initiative to hunt him down.
Over the years, Solo has killed too many humans. His crimes are too numerous to list and cannot be forgiven in any way.
Le Qinglan smiled and asked, "Emile, are you sad that Solo died? I was the one who ordered you thrown into the sewer. Solo was trying to protect you. Hahaha, I'm really sorry for keeping you apart for nineteen years."
This sentence is tantamount to killing someone with a knife.
Emile clasped his hands together to gather the last bit of dust, without even looking up at her, but his tears fell one after another, wetting the ground.
Jindou glared at Le Qinglan fiercely.
Bird's Beak sauntered over and sneered, "Le Qinglan, your last believer is dead. Who can save you now?"
Le Qinglan slowly stepped back, stretched out his hands and looked up at the sky, saying calmly: "Even without vampires, there are still humans in the world. If they knew that my blood could keep them alive for hundreds or thousands of years, they would crawl at my feet. Sooner or later, you will all die, but my life is endless."
Le Qinglan looked at everyone and declared, "After you die, I will be free one day. When that time comes, my time will come again."
A deep chill crept into everyone's heart. They had to admit that Le Qinglan was right. They could resist the allure of eternal life, but others couldn't. When their generation died, there would always be those blinded by greed who would rescue Le Qinglan.
By then, those who are willing to submit to her will rule the world once again. The immortals will need to consume endless supplies and wealth, which will be provided by ordinary people with short lifespans.
Dictatorship, oppression, exploitation, terror, these disasters will come again. Humanity will once again become the livestock raised by Le Qinglan and her minions.
She is the most ominous existence and the origin of all darkness.
Seeing Le Qinglan stretching out his arms and laughing towards the sky, everyone stepped back in fear.
Only Zhuang Li took a few steps forward and said nonchalantly, "Today I just happened to synthesize a few milligrams of gene fluid that inhibits cell development. Let me use you as a test first."
He raised his chin towards Lei Ming.
Lei Ming immediately opened the door of the laboratory, walked in, tied Le Qinglan's hands behind her back, pressed her back with his knees, and pressed her to the ground.
Le Qinglan was powerless to struggle. She could sense that Lei Ming had grown stronger. If Solo hadn't sought death and instead engaged in a real fight with Lei Ming, the outcome would have been uncertain.
"I don't know what effect this medicine will have on you, so let's give it a try." Zhuang Li took out a syringe from his shirt pocket.
Le Qinglan, who had given up struggling, began to twist and turn frantically. She knew too well the terrifying potions made by that madman Zhuang Li. The vampire army she raised was a prime example.
"You can't kill me! My body can resist all poisons." Le Qinglan would never allow herself to beg for mercy from Zhuang Li, so she sneered.
"Let's try it first. Anyway, you have endless life, and I can slowly adjust the dosage and efficacy. I like test subjects like you, you are more useful than a guinea pig." Zhuang Li said with a smile.
At the same time, he pushed the liquid in the syringe into Le Qinglan's vein.
A slight pain flashed by, and then there was no feeling at all. Le Qinglan regained his composure and then laughed contemptuously.
"It's useless, you can't kill me." She raised her head and looked around at everyone, then lay down, laughing one after another.
She laughed for several minutes straight. X and the others, who had originally looked at her with resentment, now had expressions of shock.
They looked at Le Qinglan with their mouths open, as if they had seen a ghost.
Emile forgot to cry, his tear-soaked eyes were filled with horror.
Lei Ming, who was pinning Le Qinglan down, stood up and wiped his hands with a disinfectant wipe. He had completely let down his guard, not worried at all about Le Qinglan's counterattack.
Zhuang Li pulled a small mirror from his pocket, placed it in front of Le Qinglan, and said softly, "Take a good look at yourself. My potion may not kill you, but it will keep you alive like a rotten monster. The beauty, youth, and vitality you care about most will all be gone. You live only to suffer."
Le Qinglan felt her strength rapidly draining away. Without Lei Ming's suppression, she couldn't even get up.
Her body was shaking, her breathing was getting heavier, and simply raising her head and looking in the mirror took all her strength.
Finally, she saw the face in the mirror clearly, then opened her mouth and let out an unprecedented desperate howl.
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