He really doesn’t blame his Yue’er.
He just blamed himself, blamed himself for being incompetent, after all, he couldn’t make the Moon God regain his sobriety, and couldn’t let the Moon God escape from the control of the strange demon.
After his death, his Yue’er should still be used by strange demons.
Whenever he thinks of this, Ye Fan is full of worry and pity for the beauty in front of him.
However, these things, after all, he was powerless.
At the last moment of his life, Ye Fan just caressed Yue’er’s pretty face with pity, smiled, and said to her, “Yueyue’er, I’m sorry.”
“I’ve never been to see you in these years.”
“However, do you still remember that I and I sent Dragon God to Japan?”
“It was only later that I found out that my dragon gods lied to you by falsely spreading my words.”
“After I found out, I scolded them.”
“However, Owen’s poem is very good.”
“Can you still remember?”
“It’s okay if you don’t remember, I’ll tell you”
“Slender clouds are tricky, flying stars spread hatred”
“Silver and silver men crossing secretly”
“Golden Phoenix Rain and Dew Meet”
“Easy to win”
Ye Fan suddenly coughed violently, and he spat out big mouthfuls of blood from his mouth.
But even so, Ye Fan still worked hard, and after finishing reading, the next few words
“It is easy to win but there are countless in the world”
There is a second half of this poem.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I endure the magpie bridge to return.
If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening.
This was Owen’s trick back then. In order to deepen Ye Fan’s impression on Moon God, he used Ye Fan’s name to read a poem to Moon God.
Now, it was finally revealed in Ye Fan’s mouth.
As the saying goes, don’t kill with an emotional knife.
Ye Fan’s words may be his true feelings.
But to Luna, it is undoubtedly like thousands of swords, deeply pierced into her heart.
That kind of pain is undoubtedly stronger and more unbearable than the physical one.