"Su Yuan, don't!"
Chen Nuoyi and Qi Hanyan saw the situation and instinctively rushed towards Su Yuan, but were firmly held back by Wu Luo True Monarch.
Su Yuan turned his head, looking at the two young women with tears streaming down their eyes, and smiled gently:
"Live well, don't feel sad for me, and... if you want to blame someone, blame Elder Ah Nong."
Qi Anong: "???"
No, it was clearly Wan Chenxin who forced you to death, why blame me?
Su Yuan: "If she hadn't before battle insisted on setting the flag that after this war ends, we'd get married, perhaps I wouldn't have died."
Qi Anong suddenly became anxious.
"Su Yuan, can't you say some other last words? What if Nuoyi and Hanyan truly resent me?"
Su Yuan smiled, about to say something, but found himself unable to speak.
Because his throat had been penetrated by poison.
