"Sister doesn't want to owe anyone anymore..." Pang Yanjiao's lips were stained with blood, making her already bright red lips even more gorgeous. Faced with Ye Xiu's questioning, the rosy lips raised slightly, and a sad smile appeared.

Ye Xiu's heart was stabbed again.

Don't want to owe anyone?

I just realized that the grandmaster's goal was myself and didn't want to implicate you, so I asked you to leave with Romero's head first. How could I feel any debt?

"But this time it seems that I have lost a lot..." Just as Ye Xiu wanted to say something, Pang Yanjiao spoke again.

The gradually confused eyes looked ahead.

Ye Xiu's heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone, and it was so blocked that it was not just a big loss, but a loss was sent to his life.

"Ye Xiu, am I going to die?" Pang Yanjiao looked up at Ye Xiu, and asked another question that Ye Xiu could not answer at all.

The surface of her body did not seem to have suffered too serious injuries, but Ye Xiu knew clearly that her sternum had been completely broken, and even her heart was damaged by fist force.

No one can save such a serious injury unless the god descends to earth.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that sister, I'm so young, I'm going to die..." Pang Yanjiao said without waiting for Ye Xiu's answer.

It was obviously a matter that was related to her life and death, but her tone seemed to be saying a trivial thing that could not be more ordinary.

But Ye Xiu's heart felt even more uncomfortable.

"Ye Xiu, can you promise me something?" It seemed that I could not hold on for long, Pang Yanjiao did not continue to talk, but looked at Ye Xiu.

"You said..." Ye Xiu's lips trembled and he said these two words with difficulty. The tears in his eyes could no longer be held back and fell down one after another.

"This is my little sister, help me take care of her..." Pang Yanjiao took out a photo from her arms with difficulty and handed it to Ye Xiu.

"Okay!" Ye Xiu agreed without thinking.

"If you can become my brother-in-law, I will not lose at all..." Seeing Ye Xiu take the photo, Pang Yanjiao smiled, said the last sentence in her life, and fell into Ye Xiu's arms.

Ye Xiu held the photo in one hand and hugged Pang Yanjiao tightly with the other hand. Pang Yanjiao's last joke echoed in his ears, but he never had the chance to say anything again. He could only let cold tears flow down his cheeks.

This was his first time crying for a woman who had no connection.

Tang Kui had turned around and left. Since he had said that he would punch another time, he would only punch one time. No matter what reason Ye Xiu survived, he would not punch again.

This is the pride of the great master.

As for whether Ye Xiu will seek revenge on him in the future, he will not care at all. Moreover, since his disciple is not dead, he will naturally have his disciples to deal with him!

Ye Xiu did not stop Tang Kui from leaving. With his current situation, he was powerless to stop him. As for revenge, he should not think about it. He could only suppress this hatred in his heart.

More than ten minutes later, Xia Qi, who stayed at the base to deal with Meng Tian and the other two, finally rushed over. When he saw Ye Xiu silently holding Pang Yanjiao's body, Xia Qi frowned.

He already understood what was going on here before he arrived.
Chapter completed!