Is not it?

The sky was cloudy and the snow was falling all over the sky.

Before you know it, the entire world has been covered with snow.

Only the water of Dongchang Lake in front of you is sparkling, the snow melts as soon as it falls, and the howling cold wind even creates ripples on the surface of the lake.

All around, there was silence.

Everyone was watching from a distance, waiting silently.

Finally, the tall and proud figure of Wangyuehe in the lake suddenly moved.

He raised his head and looked at the sky and the earth.

Finally, shook his head.

"Miss Xu, it seems that the man you entrusted your whole life to is nothing more than that."

"Or, your position in his heart is not as important as you imagined."

"We all miscalculated."

Wangyuehe whispered in a low voice, his words were gloomy and cold.

The hoarse words are like the singing of the god of death.

Let those who hear it tremble, and listen to it with fear.

Indeed, Mochizuki really miscalculated.

He originally thought that if he disturbed Jiangdong, took his wife away, and then announced to the world that he would make a public engagement, under the pressure of the situation, Ye Fan would definitely show up.

However, Wang Yuehe never imagined that after waiting here for ten days, he just waited for a snowstorm.

Ye Fan did not appear.

"In this case, the value of your existence is gone."

"Raise your head and take a last look at this world."

"Because this will be the last snow in your life."

Huh~

Sen Ran's words echoed, and Wang Yuehe's brows and eyes immediately turned cold.

He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, the cold wind swept across, the sharp edges converged, and the icy energy gathered under Wang Yuehe's hands to form an icy sword blade.

"it's over."

The corners of Wangyuehe's lips trembled, and his deep words seemed to be seeing Xu Lei off.

At that moment, Xu Lei's pretty face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of panic.

By the Dongchang Lake, Qiu Mucheng and the others were even more frightened.

However, just as the qi blade in Wang Yuehe's hand was about to slash off, there was a low shout that sounded quietly in the distant sky. JrNovels.com