Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce
Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is too Fierce - Chapter 297: Draining Half of the

Chapter 297: Draining Half of the Blood (2)

He walked a few steps closer to the edge of the river, “Stay for me, please?” He looked at her beggingly.

Gong Yimo bit her lower lip, somewhat pitying him.

“It’s impossible for her, give it up!”

“Why?” Gong Jue couldn’t be convinced! The veins on his forehead became visible, as if a trapped monster was challenged to its limit!

“Is it really because of the morals of this world?!”

Gong Yimo shut her eyes as her voice became colder and colder, “I won’t have any feelings towards my brother, whom I interact with everyday. This is because you are the most important person to me, you are my family!”

“I don’t want to be your family!”

Gong Jue’s voice cracked and hoarse. He stepped into the river and began walking towards Gong Yimo!

“I don’t want to be your family or your brother!”

Gong Yimo exerted more force onto the sword and blood dripped down from her neck, blinding Gong Jue’s eyes!

“Don’t come over!”

Gong Jue froze in the water, not daring to move forward even a single step.

The cold water hit his waist and his hair swayed around him without wind. He looked crazed, but at the same time, he looked extremely sorrowful.

He looked at Gong Yimo sentimentally as a flicker of light flashed in his eyes.

Gong Yimo shut her eyes as she watched him, “Go back, you are my closest kin; I will come back in the future. But you and I are born siblings, so we will die as siblings. Stopped struggling”

Gong Jue looked at Gong Yimo as if he had been given a death sentence. A dagger suddenly appeared from nowhere in his hands.

His voice was low but firm, “Born to be blood related siblings? No… if this is our fate, then I’ll turn everything around and change fate!”

Upon finishing the sentence, he slit the pulse on his left hand with a sudden movement! The blood gushed out like a fountain, and looked like a continuous black ribbon.

“Gong Jue!”

Gong Yimo widened her eyes and quickly dropped her sword. She walked a few steps forward, but froze upon seeing the crazy expression on Gong Jie’s face!

“Don’t come over! I’ll go there…”

He lifted his left hand as blood continued to stream down from it and walked toward Gong Yimo step by step.

The closer he was to her, the more calm he was; as if his heart was soothed magically. Surprisingly, he didn’t feel the pain of the laceration, instead, he smiled brightly and leisurely.

“If you care about ethics, then how about I drain my blood and break our kinship?!”

Every word in this sentence beaten in Gong Yimo’s eardrum! It froze her on the spot and she couldn’t speak for a long time!

The icy cold water made him pale and numb, the fishy smell from his blood mixed with the water. Under the moonlight, his eyes gradually became clearer. His eyes were crystal clear as it reflected the light from the moon. “I, Gong Jue, promise! From today and on, my blood related kinship with Gong Yimo has been broken We are not siblings anymore!”

Gong Yimo couldn’t help but began to shed tears. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she crouched in the river, quietly weeping.

“Don’t do this to me… I can’t return your love…”

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She doesn’t even know how to react to his deep love, don’t even talk about returning his love. She felt like she was being forced into a corner by him, but because he said it was out of love, her protests seemed powerless!

At this time, Gong Jue had already crossed the river. He was the same height as Gong Yimo as he stood in the water. Under the moonlight, the expression on his face was incredibly gentle as he gently wiped away her tears like redemptor messenger.

“My love to you doesn’t need any return.”

Gong Yimo couldn’t hold back her tears anymore, her tears streaming like a flood.

The wound on Gong Jue’s left hand start to form a blood clot due to the cold weather, so it stopped bleeding.

Gong Yimo suddenly took out something and put it into her mouth, then she kissed his wrist.

Miraculously, the pain of the wound faded with her kiss. Gong Jue didn’t know if it was his psychological effect or the thing that she just drank.

Gong Yimo lifted her head and kissed his lips!