"Qingluo, don't you feel pain here?"
Yun Qingluo was shaking in pain, with cold sweat on his forehead as if he didn't want money: "Stop, stop, you stop" Only then did the man stop: "I know it hurts."
"Who on earth are you?
You are not mine, my puppet."
Yun Qingluo's eyes were horrified.
She had just tried desperately to control him with the puppet technique, but in the end there was no response at all.
"Qingluo, I am."
The man sighed: "But I have other masters.
Qingluo, I have been with you for two years, and I still have feelings for you.
You are destined to not get that person, why not If you really think of me as him, I will coax you, make you happy, make you happy, my appearance and demeanor are just like him, nothing worse than him."
Yun Qingluo closed his eyes: "But you are not him after all.
You just look a little like him.
The rest is not like you at all.
Not even a hair of his is comparable to him."
A sharp look flashed in the man's eyes, and his finger suddenly stabbed her wound.
Yun Qingluo's body straightened up like a fish, and he almost screamed, but the man directly covered his mouth.
She was shaking in pain, her eyes were wide and round, and she looked at this puppet who looked like a demon incarnate in horror.
The man looked at her pale face and sighed: "He actually brought this pain to you, didn't he?"
His hand was still lingering near her wound.
Yun Qingluo was almost soaked in cold sweat.
She didn't dare to refute anymore and could only nod.
The man seemed to be satisfied, and finally let go of her mouth, and asked again: "Then do you hate him?"
Yun Qingluo nodded again.
"That's right.
Qingluo, that person is destined not to belong to you.
He is so cruel to you and betrays all your infatuation.
Why do you still want such a person to live in the world?
You can't get him.
Why don't you destroy him?
At least he didn't belong to anyone before you destroyed him.
Then if you own me, you own him."
Yun Qingluo's face turned pale: "You want me to kill him?"
The man's fingers brushed her mouth: "You don't have that ability, and you can't get close to him.
Even if you get close to him, you are no match for him.
He will kill you faster."
"Then you said you wanted me to destroy him and me" "You don't have to do it yourself, you just need to do what I say."
The man began to assign tasks to her.
The task is not complicated.
It is to spread some rumors among students and monitor someone by the way.
Yun Qingluo was in a state of confusion, knowing that if he took this step, he would be completely on the opposite side of that person, and it would be difficult to turn back.
The man seemed to see her hesitation, smiled softly, and dropped the threat: "Yun Qingluo, you don't have to do this, but I will go out, let others discover my existence, and confess to others.
Tell me what happened between you and me in the past two years.
If Di Fuyi knew about these things, what would happen to you?"
Yun Qingluo's face turned pale.
She closed her eyes.
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At this point, she had no way out and could only do what the man said.
The moon is high in the sky, and the full moon is as big as a disk hanging there.
The moon is dark, and a few stars are scattered in the sky.
A wisp of flute sound sounded, echoing between heaven and earth, making the already bright red maple leaves fly with the sound of the flute.
Long Siye stood under the tree in a white robe, and the sound of the flute continued to flow from his fingertips, as if he was thinking about the past, and seemed to be lamenting the good times he once had
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