Rose stared at the man in white with her eyes filled with anger, and these words were almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Yes, but what I said at the time was, I won't hurt him if you die!"

The man in white smiled nonchalantly and said in a relaxed tone, "Since you failed to fulfill your promise, your brother will naturally die for you!"

"I kill you!"

Rose roared, and her body suddenly jumped up, but the man in white turned the magic sword in his hand and hit Rose's abdomen hard. Rose flew out again, rolled on the ground several times, her breathing was weak, and she could no longer breathe.

Make a sound.

The man in white glanced at Rose coldly, and pulled out the magic sword in his hand with a choking sound. The cold sword shone with a cold light, making it so conspicuous in the dark night.

"Junior sister, all this is your own fault. If you had followed my instructions and killed He Jiarong, your brother would not have died, and neither would you!"

The man in white snorted coldly, then pointed the tip of his sword at the rose.

Rose closed her eyes gently, with a smile on her lips. In fact, death is a kind of relief for her now, and after death, she can see her beloved brother.

My only regret is that I never got to see Mr. He again before he died, and never had the chance to say goodbye to him.

"You can't blame her for this. It's not that easy to kill me!"
Chapter completed!