He won't live long.

Two days later, he was about to be executed.

From then on, musichen will disappear in this world, and there will be no such person again.

For so many days, musichen has been as calm as ever.

As a soldier, he had been wandering on the edge of life and death too many times.

Like many people who lived during the war, he had been waiting in the boundless night sky.

Waiting for tomorrow, or death.

So even in the early stages of the execution of the death penalty, musichen did not panic.

However, his calmness was shaken by Mu Donglin at this time.

Musichen always looked at him when he spoke.

Musichen always pays attention to the change of his expression, for fear that he may miss his playing or playing.

But, No.

At this moment, all mu Donglin had was this unspeakable mockery. He looked at Mu Xichen and looked very pitiful. He said, "in fact, it's not meaningful to fight against the dead."

Musichen's heart sank.

When Mu Donglin talks like this, he must have a plan in mind.

Muxichen knew that Mu Donglin, who was watching all this with translucency, naturally knew it.

Mu Donglin was wearing the most straight and upright high-end custom-made suit and sighed with sympathy: "I just don't think you should die with regret. Instead of being a dead man who knows nothing, I think you still want to know more about how Li Beinian is now."

Musichen looked at him and said nothing.

"Li Beinian is very good now, except that he has no tongue, the rest is no different from the original."

"No tongue?"

Mu Donglin raised his eyebrows and looked surprised, "don't you know?"

Musichen was silent.

"Yes, she doesn't know how she was pulled out of her tongue, and she can't tell you," Mu Donglin said, her voice gradually decreased, with a smile in her voice, and said in a slow voice: "by the way, since you don't even know when she has become a mute, you certainly don't know that she has forgotten you for a long time."

"The poor woman thought that the man who had been having sex with her was me. You said, one day, she suddenly woke up and found that you were dead. Her two children were born without their own father, and she was helpless. Would she collapse?"

Musichen listened to this, holding the armrests on both sides of the chair on the back of his hand, blue veins curled.

The masseter muscle is tight, the bloodstain is everywhere in that pair of eyes, and the unspeakable emotion is surging and rolling among them.

"Now she only knows that she is in her room and talks to her children every day. She is waiting for me to go home, accompany her to talk with the little wild species in her stomach. Just on her way, she also sent me a message to ask me to name your children..."

"Bang"

the chair in the prison fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to let your little wild seed come into being."

……

Mu Donglin witnessed everything beside him, and he was cold all over.

He didn't know whether it was a reality or a dream, but mu Donglin, standing in front of him at this moment, did It's really what he can do.

It's just that he didn't do it. He knows better than anyone else.

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