Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

The fake guard still knelt on the spot respectfully, not knowing that Jiang Luoyu's eyes were wide open at this time, nor did he see the slightly tired expression of the man in black who was looking at him, and was about to leave after raising his hands and bowing.

"Follow the command of the Lord, and prepare immediately!"

Before he could pass by his side, the man in black raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, coughing softly: "Wait a minute."

As soon as the fake guard stood up, his face was also revealed in the moonlight, and Jiang Luoyu saw clearly that his face was very delicate, with a hint of handsomeness, but it was not the same as Murong Hao's god-like handsome face in this life. There is a slight resemblance in face, but not much resemblance, the bottom of my heart can't help but move slightly, but my mind has already been messed up by meeting Murong Hao at this time.

Thinking of the handsome and flawless face of the person next to his pillow in this life, he fixedly looked at the hideous and terrifying scar on the face in front of him, just like when he saw that person for the first time back then, he knew that the person in his previous life was from the beginning to the end. He never recovered his face.I can't help but think of that person in my previous life who came to look for me, and collected my body in the cold palace to deal with the aftermath. I don't know why, but that person didn't want to appear in front of him when I was alive, so I said no in my heart. The soreness was unbearable, and the pain began to be dull and dull again.

It must be because they have no intersection in this life, and the relationship between young people is only a very distant thing. He bears a blood feud, and he has been infatuated with Nan Jinglong in his previous life. He would rather guard the palace wall and never be free. Appearing after his death, it can be regarded as a remembrance of old love...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, the more he thought about it, the more sad he felt in his heart, he simply took a deep breath, stepped forward to carefully look at the appearance of that person at the moment, knowing that the person probably didn't miss him in the last life, but still wanted to stay with him Be there, take a good look at him.

"What else does the Lord command?"

Just as Jiang Luoyu stepped down beside the man in Xuanyi, he looked at the two standing master and servant, and saw that the man beside him took out two things that he was very familiar with in this life from his sleeves and handed them out with a smile. Looking at the man's pale cheeks ruined by scars in surprise, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was in vain.

"It's not an order. It's just that it's useless to keep these two things with me. There is no one else in the Murong clan, so I might as well leave them to you for safekeeping. After all, your surname is Murong."

"My lord, this...this subordinate cannot be accepted!" Unsurprisingly, when the hunched man saw those two things, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately knelt down and declined, " Murong Tianbao belongs to the head of the Murong Clan, and this Dark Owl Token... His subordinates are just a small one—”

At this time, what Murong Hao in the previous life took out was the Murong Tianbao that was given to him in this life as a token of love, and the Dark Owl Token to command the Dark Owl's actions!

"Although you are only a collateral lineage of the Murong clan, you are also a member of the Murong clan after all, and you have been working behind me for so many years. The only one in the clan I can trust is you."

Seeing that he didn't accept it, the man in Xuanyi didn't withdraw his hand, and his expression softened a little. The words in the sentence were full of instructions, "If I am unfortunately killed after this battle, you will keep both Anxiao and Tianbao. After becoming the head of the Murong Clan, don't disturb this troubled water for the time being, bring An Xiao and the others back to Langya's hometown, and protect the remaining members of the Murong Clan."

When the person kneeling on the ground heard the words, he immediately turned pale in shock and lowered his head, "Master, this subordinate didn't mean that, you can't—"

"If you count carefully, you are also my distant cousin."

Seeing that he didn't accept anything, the man in black suddenly sighed deeply, raised his hand and placed the Tianbao and the token on the stone pillar, then walked to his side, his dark brown eyes raised, faintly Sweeping across the dusty copper bells under the eaves——Jiang Luoyu followed his eyes

Just looking at it one by one, only to realize that the familiarity when he just entered the mansion is not his illusion, this is really the Murong Mansion where he and that person can stay together in this life, only because there are no people in the Murong Mansion for a long time, it looks very special Old and silent.

Just when he recognized the mansion, the man's hoarse and deep voice came from his ears, mixed with uninterrupted low coughing.

"The old head of the family and the old lady passed away long ago, the eldest uncle and the sacrificial younger brother died, the eldest son of the Murong clan was cut off, and the second wife survived by relying on the Wuya clan. They are no longer my relatives. Although you are still young, you have won With a strong mind, if the Murong Clan can be led by you, even if it will disappear for a long time, I also believe that you will make the clan rise again, so I have nothing to worry about entrusting Tianbao and Anxiao to you .”

Hearing what he said, Jiang Luoyu's heart turned cold for a moment, her brows and eyes sank, and she immediately walked around in front of Murong Hao, carefully scrutinizing that pale face with scars under the moonlight, unintentionally But he saw a dark blood stain on the corner of the man's lips. Looking along the arm that was covering his lips just now, he saw a dark red patch on it, and every time he coughed, he saw blood!

Seeing the dark blood and seeing his pale face, he immediately thought a little more in his heart, only felt a layer of mist in front of his eyes, and suddenly couldn't restrain his heartache—although he didn't know what happened to this person at this time. What's the problem, but those words are clearly entrusting the funeral!

Not only Jiang Luoyu heard the meaning, but the people kneeling on the ground also heard the meaning of the words, and shook their heads repeatedly in rejection, but the look in their eyes was obscure: "But my lord, you are from the direct line. Bloodline, how can—"

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't see the ambition and flame hidden in his eyes, or he didn't care about it at all, and his voice remained the same: "I have made up my mind, so there is no need to say more."

"Lord!"

"Go down."

When the man stepped back carefully holding the token of Murong Tianbao and An Xiao, the man in black heaved a long sigh, swayed indistinctly, turned around suddenly and coughed heavily, he Jiang Luoyu who stood by her side pursed her lips and could see clearly that what was constantly escaping from her thin and pale fingers were spots of dark red blood.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help trembling in his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to shake the man's hand, wanting to ask, but his fingers passed through the man's skinny wrist again, and for a moment, he felt like he was in his heart. He picked up the sharp blade, and before he could recover a bit, the sound of soft footsteps suddenly stopped not far away.

When I looked back, a familiar red figure appeared in the corridor, the silver bells around her neck and waist jingled as she walked, and the pink and beautiful cheeks were raised, which was not the same as Jiang Luoyu before she fell into a coma. They are very similar, but they have ninety percent similar female faces. Seeing the man who hastily turned around to cover up his vomiting of blood, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he saluted respectfully.

"See the Lord."

Even if he was not by that person's side in this life, and the elder brother and the old lady had already passed away, this woman would still appear here and call Murong Hao as the lord?

Seeing the woman's obedient appearance, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help but his eyes deepened, and there was a cold look in them.

The woman in red who suddenly appeared at this time was actually Qi Ya, the Miao girl who entered the mansion before he fell into a coma!

After a while, the man in Xuanyi, who managed to stop his coughing, clenched the stone pillar beside him, turned around slowly, the corners of his lips were set off by his pale face, and he looked at the man kneeling on the ground with heavy eyes. The red-clothed woman glanced at her, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get up!"

Come on, I just asked you about it, but there is a result? "

Hearing this question, the woman in red's face suddenly turned pale, and she could hardly suppress the panic in her eyes. Jiang Luoyu felt a little strange in her heart, and couldn't help but glance at her hesitantly.

After a lengthy silence, seeing the man in black trembling slightly, turning around to leave, the woman in red relaxed her puffed lower lip, her tone trembling.

"...Back to the Lord, there is indeed, but——"

The man in black lowered his brows, his gaze didn't fall on her, and his expression was indifferent, interrupting her words.

"speak."

The woman in red lowered her head, her face was pitiful under the moonlight, but no matter how pitiful and cute she was, the man's dark brown eyes never looked at her for a moment, she couldn't help but clenched her fingers, and her words were a little more depressed and sad : "The subordinates dare not lie to the master... In fact, the subordinates already know the method, but this method is too vicious, and if the master really uses it, I am afraid..."

Hearing this, he gave a low laugh, but there was no joy in the smile, only bitterness and nostalgia remained, his voice was soft as if he was afraid of shocking something, but his expression gradually became gentle, and he murmured after a long time road.

"For so many years, I have been burdened with too many things. I have not been able to protect him by his side, and I only care about my own hatred. I thought that if the man married him and he never said anything about reconciliation, he would be safe. Happiness... Later he fell into limbo, I was afraid that he would not leave with me, I was afraid that he would see my horrible appearance, I was afraid that he would remember me but hate me, and I was even more afraid that he would not remember me at all—— I spent so many years, neither intentionally nor unintentionally, until after I was poisoned, I thought this life would be so stiff until I died, but who knew... the people around him would be lured away carelessly. will be killed by that person..."

Before the words were completely finished, Jiang Luoyu, who was standing beside him, already clenched his lower lip. He felt the darkness in front of him spread instantly. He didn't dare to touch that person's arm again, and raised his hand to think. I wanted to cover my ears and stop listening, but it seemed that all my strength was sucked away in an instant. I could only stare blankly at the side of the man's face, listening to his hoarse voice speak slowly, as if to use Do all the nostalgia.

"When I was poisoned at the beginning, I thought I wouldn't be able to survive the present, but who knew that I would live longer than him—that's fine, if we die together, I can make up for him in the next life and never let him leave my side again. , don’t let him marry that bastard... If we can meet again, we can live because of him, and die because of him...cough cough..."