Chapter 688 BE21 "Alliance with the King"



She closed her eyes, lying flat on the white bed. The white sheets on both sides were like angel wings, spreading out around her. There was no vibration of life in her chest.

"...Yueyue?"

Su Mingan stood there.

He inserted the needle into her arm, and with his other hand he reached forward, feeling for her breath…

"She replied, "Sir, nothing can touch me except the gentle wind..."

“Bang—”

The injection fell to the ground.

He stopped talking, his stiff eyes moved slightly, an unclear whine came from his throat, and he swallowed the blood that suddenly rose from his chest.

He didn't feel any wind between his fingers.

Hearing the noise, the doctors and nurses rushed in and saw Su Mingan standing quietly by the bed.

"City Lord..."

His expression was frozen at a certain moment, his lips were blue and purple, and his eyes were frozen in the air.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the doctors and nurses, and the corners of his mouth, which were as stiff as a straight line, curled up slightly.

It was as if invisible threads were hanging his lips and pulling at the corners of his mouth. These threads forced him to be like a clown, with his eyes curled up, his vision out of focus, and a tragic smile on his face.

He realized a fact.

An extremely tragic fact.

The air seemed to be a sharp knife, stirring his blood and making him tremble. Despair gushed out from the gray folds of the cerebral cortex like magma, filling his cranial cavity. His words were like teeth clamping on his teeth, and a bitter taste mixed with blood was in his mouth.

"It's too late." He smiled, his arms hanging down weakly, as if mocking himself: "It turns out it's really too late..."

The laughter was brutal and hasty, and he gasped with every laugh, as if he was about to drown.

She was dead in the bed.

He laughed, but felt more and more the pain of suffocation, his throat was on fire, and every laugh he made was a self-punishment.

The doctors and nurses hesitated for a moment, neither smiling.

Only a young man with low emotional intelligence laughed along.

"Haha, City Lord, what are you laughing at? Stop laughing, I want to laugh too, hahahahaha..."

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