But his truest thought was that even after his death, he wanted her to remain a widow for the rest of her life and not be with any other man except him.
This selfish and domineering little brat.
If they stayed together until old age, Jin Xia was not sure how long his feelings for her would last.
But at least during his lifetime, he gave her everything, and it never changed until his death.
More than ten years of living together seemed a bit short to Jin Xia.
She wasn't sure if this was true love, but it certainly touched her.
She also seemed to understand a little bit why so many people worry so much about relationships.
"Yeah?"
Hearing the woman praising him, Jiang Ziqing smiled and closed his eyes, "Then I am truly honored... to be the most..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the hand that Jin Xia was holding suddenly slipped from her hand weakly and fell to the ground.
The man in his arms was no longer breathing.
If he wasn't covered in blood, he would have looked somewhat peaceful, as there was a smile on his face.
Jin Xia lowered his head, hiding the gloom in his eyes.
He gently laid Jiang Ziqing flat on the ground, then slowly stood up.
Her body was covered in Jiang Ziqing's blood, and her face was as cold as ice, which was actually a bit scary.
Lin Jingfeng was also injured, but it was not fatal and he could still bear it.
He was much more sober at this time. He used his sword to support himself on the ground and stared at Jin Xia. "He's defeated. You should come with me."
Jin Xia chuckled, "He didn't make a bet with you, did he? What he just said was that no matter whether I win or lose, I can only be his. And...if I go with you, he won't let me go even if he becomes a ghost."
Lin Jingfeng frowned, "Do you believe this? Mengmeng, I will protect you! Even if you are married, I will not despise you. Come with me!"
His voice sounded pleading and affectionate.
In fact, does he really like her?
not necessarily.
After Jin Xia came here, he only deliberately helped him a few times.
In the original world, Jiang Meng helped Lin Jingfeng countless times in the early days, so why was he forgotten by him in the end?
It’s because you got it too early and it’s not cherished.
But what you can’t get will always cause you unrest.
This was the most common type of man she had seen in her small world before.
Compared with Jiang Ziqing's love, his love seems particularly fake.
Jiang Ziqing, that boy, was at the most impulsive stage of adolescence. He threatened that the first time must be saved for her, and if he couldn't help but want to solve it himself one day, he would chop off his own hands!
Then he held her in his arms and nibbled her again and again, torturing himself.
With such a beautiful woman in front of her, how could she be attracted to a man like Lin Jingfeng who has a harem?
What's more, he killed her young husband.
"Do you think I would be with someone who killed my husband?" Jin Xia stretched out her jade hand, and a long sword with black energy suddenly appeared in her hand.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at Lin Jingfeng.
It was not the first time that Lin Jingfeng saw the Mad Dragon Sword, but it was the first time that he saw it so clearly.
The evil sword and the strange ruby on the hilt seemed to be able to easily induce the darkest side of a person's heart.
"You want to kill me?" Lin Jingfeng clenched the sword in his hand, a little bit unbelieving.
"Killing someone means paying with your life, let alone killing my husband?" Jin Xia smiled slightly.
She didn't look murderous, but she was inexplicably frightening.
At this moment, only Little Christmas knew how murderous she was.
"Big Boss, I think you're a little out of control!" Little Santa quickly reminded him.
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