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Cheng forced them out one by one with silver needles.

Fei Xueyi's face was as pale as snow, with a dignified expression, but Yun Shuocheng never changed his expression from the beginning, he always had a few silver needles between his fingers, and the speed was so fast that people could only feel the pain in front of him. The silver light flashed, flashed again, and there was no more time to play...

This technique is comparable to Fei Xueyi's embroidery needles. Guisha sat on the chair expressionlessly, watching and thinking silently.

And several eunuchs silently waited on the side, two of them were Fei Xueyi's personal eunuchs, the whole hall fell into silence, only occasionally there was the slight sound of a silver needle falling to the ground.

Not long after nightfall, a court lady brought a bowl of porridge and a few dishes of delicate side dishes. The side dishes were rather bland, and they were all ghosts like to eat.

Ghost Killer glanced at the motionless Fei Xueyi, obediently walked over to drink porridge, ate some food, and then sat on the chair like an old monk in meditation.

The howling wind and snow were blocked by the barrier, but bursts of bloody air and the rotten breath from the ground still floated in.

Ghost Killer's eyelids moved slightly, and he glanced at the outside of the hall, but the other people in the hall didn't feel anything, and continued to bury their heads in the work they were doing.

Another half an hour passed, and the hall suddenly shook violently, followed by the goosebump-making sounds of bone fractures, closing, panic, and weapons clashing, which became more and more clear.

Someone is destroying the enchantment!

Fei Xueyi opened her eyes suddenly, and because of her sudden distraction, a trace of bright red slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

"Xueyi!" Yun Shuocheng shook his hand.

"No problem, continue." Fei Xueyi shook her head slightly at him, and said again: "A Jin, come to my side."

Ghost Killer took a deep look at him: "I will protect myself." Throwing down this sentence, his figure flashed and disappeared into the hall.

At this time, outside the Taiming Hall, there was already chaos.

The sky is full of snowflakes, the sky is full of petals, the clean smell of snow is gone, only the scent of flowers mixed with the smell of blood.

Although the enchantment Fei Xueyi set up is not yet in danger, there are already several cracks on it, and the cracks are still expanding. If this continues this afternoon, it will be broken sooner or later.

Outside the barrier, there are disciples of the Imperial Guard Baihua Palace and a group of...a group of white skeletons fighting, as well as countless men in black.

Among the group of men in black, one of them is holding the scarlet sky, his figure is like bamboo and pine, his identity needs no words, it is Murong Su.

And Wuyue, who was dressed in a black gauze, also shuttled through it. His figure was light and nimble, and there seemed to be silver threads in his hands. Wherever he passed, the silver threads were entwined, truly beautiful, like a night elf dancing on the snow.

But the next moment, I saw his ten fingers tug lightly, and the corpse flew into pieces.

The movements were gentle and beautiful, but the result was cruel and bloody. He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on the silver thread, and at this moment, that peerless face was like a demon.

On the roof farther away, there was another person standing tall in the wind and snow.

He was wrapped under a black hood, and his face could not be seen clearly, but Ghost Killer recognized that it was Bai Limei.

Six years ago, he appeared in Muyue in this costume, sealing the souls of all the clansmen.

In an instant, hatred surged in Ghost Killer's eyes, he pointed his toes, and jumped up. He wanted to buy time for Fei Xueyi and the others, and not let them break the barrier.

The Xiesha sword in his hand moved towards Wuyue's position at the same time, and slashed across the sky with a sword. The sky was filled with snow, and a ravine appeared on the ground.

Wuyue flipped in the air to avoid this sudden attack, and many men in black were not so lucky to be cut in two immediately.

Murong Su was slightly stunned, looking at the person who appeared suddenly, his eyes were dazed, and he struggled even more.

Unexpectedly, this struggle could not be completed in the blink of an eye, and was controlled by another consciousness.

He waved Chi Xiao in his hand: "Swing the soul rain array, attack!"

As soon as the voice fell, 36 people had surrounded the ghost killer.

In the formation, Ghost Killer and Murong Su stood facing each other.

Soul Rain Formation is a formation that combines both offense and defense. It is composed of 36 people. The most powerful thing about this formation is that no matter who among the 36 people makes a move, it will gather the power of 36 people, and its power will increase by 36 times in an instant. How about Who in this world can resist.

It is not good to call gold, wealth and wealth secretly. Although he has never seen the soul rain formation, it is recorded in the book that once trapped in the formation, almost no one can survive.

Jin Gui made a decisive decision and shouted: "Everyone listen to the order and protect the young master." With one order, all the disciples of Baihua Palace wanted to break into the formation, but it was useless to attack from that side, they couldn't enter the formation at all.

Looking inside the formation again, from the beginning to the end, Ghost Slayer stood there indifferently holding his sword, standing still, looking at these people with no expression on his face as before, his hair fluttering, brushing his cheeks enchantingly.

The cold wind blew the hem of his clothes, he was majestic, and a cold and dark murderous aura suddenly rose around him.

"Whoever blocks me, die!"

The sound fell, the sword passed, blood spattered, and it was hard to tell who belonged to whom.

Listen to the snow in one style, and listen to the snow to produce flowers.

Listen to the snow in the second style, listen to the snow and break the wind.

Listen to the three styles of snow, listen to the snow and drink beauty.

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The ghost killer gradually became red-eyed, and the cruel scene six years ago kept flashing before his eyes. The blood of hatred was boiling, and the evil spirit was clamoring. He just wanted to kill, kill, kill!

Between heaven and earth, anyone who stands in the way of his revenge will be killed without mercy!

The same move, the same power, the same family in the past, but now the swords and swords are facing each other, it is both sad and ridiculous.

The two performed the last move at the same time, prosperous three thousand, listening to the snow to bury the sky.

boom……

After a loud bang, the powerful sword energy instantly spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked and people fell, and the residual snow flew away.

Soul rain array, broken.

Dang... Chi Xiao faced the Xie Broken Sword.

Ghost Killer smiled sinisterly: "Murong Su, you should die."

Looking at this face at such a close distance, and listening to the cold voice, Murong Su's mind suddenly recovered a bit. His face was distorted, and he said in pain: "...Go...Mo Jin...Hurry up..."

"Humph."

The next moment, with a movement of the other wrist, a dagger pierced into Murong Su's belly.

With such a ruthless move, Murong Su immediately felt the severe pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

And Bai Limei, who was standing not far away, watched this scene and stopped urging the spell. Today, the boy in white will undoubtedly die.

With a movement of his body, the person has come behind Guisha, and he slapped out with a palm.

The spell stopped, and Murong Su came to his senses completely, and when he woke up, he saw this scene, no longer caring about the dagger stuck in his belly, he hugged Ghost Killer tightly, turned around, trying to block the blow.

Unexpectedly, the ghost killer was already prepared when he saw the black shadow disappear. When Murong Su hugged him tightly, he took advantage of the situation and stabbed straight with the Xiesha sword in his hand.

The Xieshajian pierced through the palm, and this movement was as perfect as flowing clouds and flowing water, done in one go.

I only hate that it doesn't penetrate Bai Limei's heart.

Bai Limei pinched the blade of the sword angrily, and dragged the ghost out alive, while Murong Su had already collapsed on the snow.

Ghost Killer quickly let go of the Xie Broken Sword, and retreated a few feet.

As soon as he retreated, Wuyue caught up with him, the silver thread was flying around his waist, and his fingers moved slightly.

Seeing that the ghost killer was about to turn into a corpse, Murong Su gritted his teeth and stood up, lifting Chi Xiao with all his strength.

The silver thread is highly poisonous, and the toxin has begun to spread.

Damn it!Forget about this little monster!

Ghost Killer frowned, and made seals with his hands. Before he could unleash the flame of Huayue to attack Wuyue, a red light swept across and cut off the silver thread. Put it on the lower abdomen, where it just hurt a little.

At the same time, a cyan figure landed in front of him, splitting the charging skeleton soldiers with a sword.

"Little Master Uncle." Ghost Killer looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock.

He raised his long sword and flew up: "Mo Jin, leave this person to me."

Wuyue sneered, very contemptuously: "It's sad to be overestimated."

Ghost Killer wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pressed his backhand on his back, and took off the piano bag. He knew very well that with his ability, he couldn't kill Bai Limei at all. Besides, he obviously felt that the things in front of him were blurred now, but Bai Limei It's not that easy for Li Mei to kill him, so now he has to delay until dawn, or until Fei Xueyi and the others come out.

"Heh, the ruby ​​lyre, that's great. Let me see for myself how powerful the seven-tone killer is today." Bai Limei stood in the air, looking down at the ghost killer.

Ghost Slayer stood holding the qin, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Old monster, then you should see it."

After saying that, blood dripped from the five fingers and fell on the strings, and immediately, the fingertips fiddled with the strings at an unimaginable speed.

The sound of the zither pierced through the air, like a thousand troops and horses, galloping menacingly, stirring up the remnant snow on the ground to dance, fascinating people's eyes and frightening people's hearts.

As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, everyone felt their chests beating wildly for no reason, and a strange feeling slowly surged in their hearts. They seemed to see the splendor of spring, the prosperity of summer, the tranquility of autumn, and the purity of winter. They looked mesmerized, with smiles on their faces, no murderous look, no anger, no blood on their bodies, and finally opened their arms and couldn't help throwing themselves into the red ocean.

The internal strength is so low that they begin to fall into the illusion and cannot extricate themselves. People with higher internal strength immediately meditate and exercise their kung fu to resist, so as not to let the sound of the piano affect their minds. In the illusion, I have died under the sound of the piano.

As the sound of the zither became louder and faster, the snowflakes also turned violently. Gradually, in the snowflakes all over the sky, countless pieces of petals with the redness of hell swept across.

The petals lightly fell on those who were fascinated, and the red halo spread on them little by little.

Then, whether it is a person or a skeleton, they are all burned and dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

All of a sudden, the eyes are full of strange red light, just like the bloody hell red lotus, they grow wantonly, bloom wantonly, endlessly, endlessly, and are about to burn everything.

With a strong smell of blood and red eyes full of coquettishness, the earth became quiet for a while, only the sound of magic lingered in his ears.

The outside of the hall was like purgatory, but the Taiming Hall inside the barrier was not affected at all. No one knew what was going on inside, and no one came out of it.

The sound of the zither blows the wind and snow to pile up a layer of snow wall. The ghost killer sits on the ground behind the wall, plucks the strings of the zither, and starts killing with the sound.

He hung his head, his whole body was covered in darkness, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the body of the piano, he could no longer see clearly what was in front of him, and there was only one belief in his mind, he could not fall down yet.

Before Fei Xueyi came out, he must not fall down.

Wuyue would not be affected by the sound of the piano at all, but he was moved by it. Now, although it is not painful, it can be regarded as a feeling of burning heart pain.

In mid-air, after Bai Limei felt the horror of Qiyin Killing, she immediately turned from passive to active, and her figure rushed down, landing next to Wuyue, pressing her hand on the ground, also building a barrier, and then he Picking up a long sword on the ground, he sprinted towards Ghost Killer like the wind.

He couldn't see with his eyes, but his hearing became more and more sensitive. At the moment when the murderous intent was about to strike, Gui Sha suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes swept towards Bai Limei, and he slapped his palms on the ground.

Qin moved with her, flipping quickly in the air, blocking the sword energy.

Seen by those eyes, Bai Limei's heart trembled, and the offensive in his hands became more and more fierce: "Your Qiyin Kill is so powerful, if I don't return you a big gift, wouldn't it appear that I am too stingy."

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As soon as Bai Limei's voice fell, he saw his large black sleeve robe waved, and countless small black snakes the size of chopsticks flew out, heading towards Guisha through the air.

In an instant, Ghost Killer only felt that countless sinister eyes were staring at him, accompanied by the sound of 'chi chi', he subconsciously sprinted back, wanting to get away from this inexplicable creepy feeling.

When he retreated, before he could stabilize his figure, Bai Limei suddenly appeared behind him, slashing at his back with a sword.

He turned around and used the zither as a sword to attack, but he was swung away by the sword as soon as the attack came out, and then the sword light swung across, Bai Limei's sword drew a bloodstain on his right arm, and some black powder fell on the wound immediately, creating an inconceivable Ground speed soaked into his body.

Ghost Killer did not retreat and counterattacked, with a sharp backhand slap, Bai Limei didn't expect him to be so reckless, and was immediately shocked back several steps.

And Ghost Killer, who has been suppressing his wounds all the time, is not much better, his body trembles slightly, and blood comes out of his mouth, obviously he also noticed the subtle change just now, but there is Bai Limei in front, and a cold and disgusting aura approaching behind him , the reality does not allow him to think too much.

Front and back attack, choose one of the two.

He turned around in the air, and killed that cloud of cold and disgusting aura without hesitation.

He firmly believed that no matter how cold and disgusting things in this world were, they would not be more difficult to deal with than Bai Limei.

Bai Limei saw him turn around and attack the black snake, a bloodthirsty smile flashed in his eyes, he raised his hands in the air, and began to control the little black snake's attack.

Suddenly, Ghost Killer felt the pain in his abdomen intensify, and at the same time, a voice sounded in his head...

---A Jin, the little guy is awake, come back quickly.

It's Fei Xueyi.

Hearing Fei Xueyi's voice at this time, Ghost Killer's long eyelashes twitched, there was no accident, the two of them gave unreservedly, and loved each other without scruples, which made them communicate with each other, and he always knew that there was something strange in his stomach , but didn't understand what Fei Xueyi meant by 'the little guy woke up'.

But go back, how can you go back.

Once he leaves, what will my little uncle do?

As soon as he leaves, what will the disciples of Baihua Palace and the imperial army do?

Once he leaves, the barrier will be broken, and Fei Xueyi will be in danger.

He can't go back.

…………

---Master, I'm fine.

A concise and powerful sentence, I just want the people inside to feel at ease.

Fei Xueyi is his reborn master, his lover in this life, and even the father of the child in his womb. He wants to protect him, that's all.

Once, he said that although I can't kill thousands of troops, I have absolute loyalty and will never betray my son.

Now, he still can't kill thousands of troops, but he has the absolute ability to buy more time.

So, Fei Xueyi, please trust me.

---A Jin, the little guy is unconscious, it will only act on instinct, and it will hurt you.

Fei Xueyi's anxious and weak voice was still heard, but Ghost Killer's intentions were fixed, and he cut off the communication with Fei Xueyi.

He held the lyre upright and pulled the strings with his fingers, and the invisible sound sword flew out through the air.

The sound sword mercilessly chopped off the black snake, the snake body lost its attacking pattern, and flew around, one of which landed on the body of Ghost Killer.

In an instant, when Ghost Killer realized what was in front of him, he froze suddenly, stopped attacking with his hands, flew to the ground, panting slightly.

Snake, the most disgusting thing.

"Bai Limei, you actually sold your body to deal with snakes." Muyue people are a race that believes in love, tea, flowers and avoid snakes. In Muyue's dark forbidden area, there lives a thousand-year-old red boa. In order to be able to practice the forbidden technique and gain more powerful power, he would privately go to the forbidden place to find the thousand-year-old red boa, offer his own body, and let himself be reborn.

In other words, the current Bai Limei is not human at all, nor is Bailimei's original face.

Bai Limei opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and suddenly burst out with evil spirit: "I know a lot, but unfortunately the more I know, the closer I am to death." With both palms together, a ball of black flame rose from the palms, Immediately, with a wave of his hand, the flame exploded, and the black rain shot straight at the ghost killer.

This time, there is nowhere to escape, and death is inevitable.

"Son."

"Mo Jin!" Murong Su yelled, he stood up and fell down after being seriously injured, he could only watch Ghost Killer fall into crisis.

"Mo Jin, be careful." Mo Bai and Wuyue faced each other again. This time, because they were thinking about ghost killing, they struck more ruthlessly, decisively, and quickly. But Wuyue is not an ordinary opponent. Dangerous situation, but unable to get out to help.

Suddenly, a sound of panic came at the same time.

Ghost Killer tilted his head, he couldn't see anything, and had been relying on his willpower to support himself, now that he heard this voice, he felt very bad.

But his internal strength was almost exhausted, and now he was only trying to lift his strength, the blood continued to flow out and stained his white clothes, how could he block this fatal attack.

In a blink of an eye, a red figure swept out from the Taiming Hall, blocking the Ghost Killer.

Between lightning and flint, Ghost Slayer waved Fei Xueyi away with his palm, and at the same time, a lavender light emitted from his abdomen. Gradually, the light became stronger and bigger, and slowly lifted him into the air.

In the end, a circle of purple light barrier protected the ghost killer, and the black rain fell on the barrier, turning it into nothing.

The wind suddenly picked up, the snowflakes rolled all over the sky, and the dark breath from hell instantly permeated.

In an instant, the fighting and shouting stopped, everything around them abruptly stopped, and everyone looked up at the sudden change.

In the purple light, white robes and black hairs were flying wantonly, and in the blood-red eyes, anger and evil kept alternating.

He made mudras with both hands, and chanted the incantation, and he sacrificed the red flower moon flame. This power could not be surpassed even if he practiced ghost killing for another ten years.

This familiar action, this familiar scene, is the Moon Sacrifice.

Bai Limei's figure shook violently, and she looked at the white-clothed boy in the midair in astonishment, and she jumped up from the ground, shouting angrily, "You're not him! You're not him! I'm going to kill you!"

The people in mid-air opened their lips expressionlessly, and said in a rough and cold voice: "Between heaven and earth, whoever kills me, die!"

Fei Xueyi's black eyes were sullen, and she flew up at the same time, this little bastard, the ghost killer has already been injured like this, if he can withstand such tossing, he will kill his father.

Bai Limei beat two with one, without losing the wind.

The 'Ghost Killer' who is no longer conscious will hit two with one, and his moves are vicious, and he will not lose the wind.

Only Fei Xueyi lost her internal energy to Emperor Qing for nearly ten hours, and now her body is on the edge of the limit. On the one hand, he wants to control the ghost killer so as not to hurt him, and on the other hand, he wants to repel Bai Limei, so at this moment, the three of them are facing each other. He was obviously much weaker, and received several palms one after another.

The strong air current between the three of them made their clothes fly freely, but the chaotic situation didn't last long. Bai Limei and 'Ghost Killer' had already used their ultimate moves at the same time.

There was a thunderous rumbling sound, and the surrounding buildings continued to collapse, bricks, tiles and rubble fell one after another, snowflakes and dust filled the air, and blood splattered.

At the same time, the three of them were also sent flying by each other's internal force and fell to the ground.

The enchantment on Ghost Killer's body disappeared, and he lay on the ground in pain, unable to move, but he didn't know who the fate was playing, the place where he landed happened to be near Wuyue.

Wuyue saw this, a cruel smile crossed the corner of her mouth, stabbed the long sword, and threw it in the direction of ghost killing.

Seeing that the sword was about to stab Ghost Killer in the chest, a black shadow suddenly rushed up.

The next moment, the long sword passed through his body, and the blood fell drop by drop, falling on Ghost Killer's face.

This breath...

A trace of confusion and sadness appeared on Ghost Killer's face.

Murong Su, why bother, why bother.

…………

The dust and smoke settled, everything returned to calm, Bai Limei Wuyue disappeared, Ghost Killer disappeared, and Fei Xueyi fell into a coma.

Xuexiang Xiaozhu.

Covered in blood, Murong Su hugged Guisha and gently placed him on the bed. He staggered and fetched clean water to clean Guisha's wound and change into a set of clean clothes.

After insisting on finishing everything, he knelt and sat on the ground beside the bed again, and took off the human skin mask on Ghost Slayer's face, revealing that still ugly and terrifying face.

This was the first time he saw this face, but he smiled softly, just smiling, tears fell uncontrollably.

The former Jun Mojin was so beautiful, but he ruined him like this.

"...Mo Jin, I'm sorry."

Ghost Killer was in pain all over his body, and after a while he said coldly: "You...let me go..." Murong Su gave his life to save him twice today, but he still wouldn't appreciate him.

Murong Su shook his head, coughed violently, took his hand, and said, "Mo Jin... what happened six years ago, I... I have no right to say anything, let alone ask for your forgiveness." The thing has happened. , the mistake has already been made, there is no need to explain what the misunderstanding is, even if it was the misunderstanding created by Huarong and Bai Limei, but he still believed and did it after all, so he got the ending like today, He has no right to blame anyone, it's just that his heart is not strong enough.

Ghost Killer really wanted to struggle to let go of his hand, but he had no more strength left. He pulled out his hand a few times and was held again, so he had no choice but to give up in despair.

Murong Su put his face on the back of his hand, and said intermittently: "This place...it's called Xuexiang Xiaozhu...it's my home and yours...I finally brought you back...every plant and tree here...are all according to my listening to Xuegu... small courtyard What I built... I have failed you in this world..." As he said, bright red kept spilling from his mouth, and it filled their hands in an instant.

"Oh...I owe you so many lives...but I can't pay you back...I can't...walk with you...Mo Jin...take care of...yourself..."

"Brother Jun, the master's hatred... Brother, under the Nine Springs..."

"You... shut up, I don't want to hear your voice." The man was puzzled, he didn't want to hear his voice.

Murong Su curled his lips bitterly: "Continue to hate...hate me..." After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.

When he was in a trance, he felt that he became very light. It turned out that he was floating in mid-air, and he was already dead.

He floated in mid-air, looking at the screaming person lying on the bed. It was a strange and ugly person, but he was the only person he loved in his life, the person he hurt the most, and the person who made his heart ache.

Mo Jin, why are you angry and sad? Is it because you failed to kill me with your own hands?

Ha ha……

---Hello Senior Brother Murong, my name is Jun Mojin, please give me your advice in the future.

---Brother, I promise I will never go to those places again, please don't tell the master?

---Brother, practicing sword is not fun at all, let's go to the rivers and lakes, shall we?

---Girl, don't look at my senior brother as good-looking, but his heart is dark. His favorite thing to do is to bully my junior brother and me. Such a person cannot be married.

---Brother, wait for me to come back.

---Okay, after three months, I'll wait for you here, and I'll tell you a secret by the way.

By the way, it's almost time for his March appointment with Mo Jin, and it's time for him to go to the agreed place.

With a flash of thought, he returned to the original agreed place, the mountains remained the same, the water remained the same, and the trees remained the same, but there was no familiar figure.

Could it be that Mo Jin forgot the time?Forget it, let him find him.

The foreground changes again, this time the place I came to is very lively, it seems to be an altar, where is this?He has obviously never been here, but why does he feel a little familiar.

On the altar, a black-robed man with a red mask was dancing, and a big man came with an iron bucket. They poured out the fiery red charcoal in the iron bucket and paved a charcoal road.

"Jun Mojin, Son of Flower, do you really not regret it?" Suddenly, an old man's voice sounded.

Mo Jin!

Murong Su happily ran over, and a white-clothed boy caught his eyes immediately, with black hair and black pupils, elegant and beautiful like a snow lotus, it was Jun Mojin.

"Mo Jin, Mo Jin, here I come!"

However, no matter how much he yelled, Jun Mojin couldn't hear him. He became anxious and ran to stand in front of Jun Mojin, wanting to hold his hand, but Jun Mojin passed through his body .

Murong Su looked at his body in horror, then turned around, he saw Jun Mojin walking on the red charcoal road, he saw his white feet were burned red, he saw his face getting more and more pale The paler he was, the body was shaking, he heard him singing, a very nice ballad.

"No, Mo Jin..." He pounced on him, yelling in pain.

"Mo Jin stop, don't leave." He pounced on him again and again, and yelled in Jun Mojin's ear again and again, but to no avail.

Just then, another familiar voice and figure came.

It's Huarong, but why is Leng Xinglingyao and the others also...

He ran to Leng Xing's side again this time, but the result was still the same, none of them could see him or hear his voice, a kind of despair that he had never experienced before gradually enveloped him, and he stayed with Jun in a daze. By Mo Jin's side, he kept thinking about where he was, and how he was going to take Jun Mojin out of here.

He watched everything happen, but he was powerless, because all this would not be changed or stopped because of his appearance.

When the smell of blood came to his nostrils, when the fireworks rose all over the sky, and when Jun Mojin was tortured to the brink of death, he felt that he was about to die.

He knelt beside the dying Jun Mojin, stroking his cheek with both hands, Mo Jin, you must be in pain.

He hated it so much, he wished he could tear people like Huarong to pieces, and then crush their bones to pieces.

He hates it so much, why can he only watch Jun Mojin suffer, why can't he stop all this, why can't he bear a little for him.

"Hua Rong! Murong Su! I, Jun Mojin, mistrusted you in this life. After death, I will definitely become a ghost and make you pay in blood."

This curse is like a switch, turning on his memory in an instant, and everything seems to be restored in this instant.

He remembered that this was Muyue six years ago.

He remembered that he was dead.

At this time Lingyao had already picked up the charcoal and came over, although he had seen the facts clearly, he still rushed forward and bit Lingyao's hand.

However, fate is fate, and it will not change half because of him.

As the charcoal entered his throat, Jun Mojin died of pain, and his heart also died. He fell to the ground, looking numbly and desperately at this group of devoid of conscience.

-Slowly, he laughed wildly, Murong Su, death is simply too cheap for you, why did you die, why did you die so easily.

He just sat on the ground in a daze like this, motionless, the surroundings gradually became quiet, and he saw a few men in black robes coming again.

This time, he ignored them and floated into a human skin drum on the altar.

There are the most important people in his life.

"Mo Jin, I'm sorry for being late, brother. From now on, we will never be separated again." He curled up in the drum, gently hugged Jun Mojin into his arms, and hummed the song Jun Mojin sang just now.

Some time later, Hua Rong brought a man in white with him.

He blinked slowly, the man in white, he knew, was himself.

It turned out that they were once separated by such a close distance.

It turned out that he really only needed to turn around, and he could see him.

---Mo Jin, Mo Jin, I am willing to go to the [-]th floor of hell to redeem my sins.

---In this way, when we meet in the next life, am I still qualified to love you?

Murong Su finally closed his eyes again, and there was only a peach blossom forest in front of him, and the man was holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing on top of the tree and chuckling.

He said: Brother, wait for me to come back.

…………

Ghost Killer touched Murong Su's face, and put his fingers under his nose, where he was no longer breathing.

In an instant, there was nowhere to vent his grief and hatred, only to keep yelling: "Murong Su, you bastard, wake me up! Don't die! You owe me such a blood debt, pay me back! Murong Su, you bastard, I don’t owe you favors, do you think I’ll forgive you if you save me! Absolutely impossible! Open your eyes… I haven’t killed you myself, how can you die… how can you Die..."

"Murong Su, you bastard, I'm going to hang your corpse at the gate of Huamenglou... ah..." He patted the edge of the bed weakly, and the dark red liquid flowed out from his eyes.

"Why did you die..."

why...

51 chapter

The gear of fate will never stop because of anyone, nor will it change because of anyone.

After one night, the situation in the court changed drastically. Emperor Qing, who woke up but couldn't get out of bed, issued three imperial edicts. The first was to reward Jin Qiansui; The most serious ones range from copying and beheading the whole family, to the serious ones implicating the nine clans. They act resolutely, and their methods are cruel and ruthless without leaving any room for them.

At this time, the Jitian Pavilion was heavily surrounded by the Baihua Palace and the Imperial Forest Army, but the surrounding area was completely surrounded by the common people. All kinds of accusations and abuses continued. Resisting directly with weapons, they do not allow these people to violate their sacred national teacher, they want to protect the national teacher they admire.

Emperor Qing had guessed this kind of result from the very beginning, so he never dared to move Jitian Pavilion, but after experiencing last night, now that Bai Limei has disappeared, it is the best time to eradicate Jitian Pavilion, and he wants to tell Beijiang The people who are their emperors are protecting them.

A friend sacrificed his life for him and for Beijiang, so how could he continue to let Jitian Pavilion exist, even if he used violence to control violence, he would not hesitate.

This time, the influence of Jitian Pavilion is about to be eradicated at once.

"Go back to the palace master, but the young master was not found."

"Go back to the palace master, but the young master was not found."

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Yun Shuocheng said in a deep voice: "Keep looking, dig three feet for me." If he can't find Ghost Killer, Xueyi will definitely go crazy when he wakes up.

In the ten years since he had known Fei Xueyi, he had seen the weakest Xueyi. It was the time he teamed up with Shang Ziluo to kill Bai Limei. Fei Xueyi had been in a coma for half a month before waking up, but this time the situation seemed to be more serious.

Hey, if he hadn't known each other for a long time, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

He has always known that Fei Xueyi's physique is different from ordinary people. If he is exhausted to the extreme or his energy is exhausted to the extreme, his body will become weak and weak, and he will even be unconscious. It will take a long time to recover, so every time Fei Xueyi goes out , He has to pack his bottles and cans. He didn't expect that the last time he went out to pick up a ghost killer, all the medicines were used on the ghost killer, and he even put his heart on the ghost killer.

However, the situation of Xueyi this time...

Yun Shuocheng raised his head to the sky, the cold wind was blowing on his face, causing pain, and the ghoulish red cloud gave people a suffocating and dull feeling, like a pair of big hands tightly strangling the throat, making it hard to breathe.

"It's going to snow again, it's really uncomfortable." Yun Shuocheng sighed.

In the imperial capital, snow began to fall.

The snow has been falling for two days and two nights without showing any sign of stopping, and it has decorated the entire imperial capital in a world of white snow.

Ghost Killer was woken up by a burning pain that suddenly rose in his belly. This heat had no warning at all, as if it existed already.

The burning pain made him ignore the pain all over his body, and now he just wanted to dig open his belly to take out the fire. Finally, he couldn't help but rolled out of bed holding his belly.

The door was pushed open, and then a voice came.

"Little...Your Majesty." It was Leng Xing.

Ghost Killer wanted to open his eyes in pain, but his eyelids seemed to be hung with lead weights, and he couldn't open them. When he finally opened his eyes, he calmed down instantly, even if there was only darkness in front of him.

The memory before coma gradually came back, the battle outside Taiming Hall, after he was poisoned by the moonless silver thread, his eyes began to lose sight.

After he was hit by Bai Limei's sword, a strange powder soaked into his body, and he didn't know what kind of vicious thing it was.

Then, with the rain of black flames filling the sky, Fei Xueyi rushed out to protect him, and he swung him away.

Then, he lost consciousness, and when he became conscious again, Murong Su blocked the fatal sword for him, and led him back to Xuexiang Xiaozhu.

Ah……

Then, then Rong Su died, and he fell into a coma.

Leng Xing quickly put down the things in his hands, and ran over to support Ghost Killer with one hand. His right arm had been cut off by Murong Su some time ago, and his martial arts were also abolished. All those who participated in that incident six years ago, only He survived.

Ghost Killer stood up slowly, sat down at the table while leaning on his stomach and asked, "Where is this?"

"Xuexiang Xiaozhu." Leng Xing handed a bowl of white porridge in front of Ghost Killer: "You have been in a coma for two days, this is boiled white porridge, you can eat some."

The Ghost Killer put it on the table, touched the porridge bowl bit by bit and brought it over silently, he really needed to replenish his strength, even if he didn't care about it himself, he couldn't ignore the little guy in his stomach.

Leng Xing raised his hand in disbelief and waved it in front of his eyes, his voice was full of astonishment: "Your..."

"It's just blind." Ghost Killer said blankly with his usual expression.

Leng Xing was speechless for a while, thought for a while, and then slowly said: "...young master... the young master was worried that the insects in his body would be controlled, so he told me early in the morning that if he died, his body would be burned...he has no face Seeing Murong's ancestors, so I can't take him back to Murong Mansion, so I set up a tomb in the courtyard, and the ashes will be buried in that peach grove..." In just a few months,