I don't know Ran Yue

Hua Ruoli tightly grasped Hua Yanyue's skirt, and stared at him for a long time, the eyes of both of them were full of memories, everything in the past was in the memory, becoming clear little by little.

"Who killed my sister?" Hua Ruo left her mouth with a trace of murderous intent in her tone.

"It has nothing to do with you." Hua Yanyue turned her head away and stopped looking at him.

"Why don't you tell me?" Hua Ruoli frowned, "Could it be that you have already taken revenge?"

"...Not bad." Hua Yanyue replied with a guilty conscience.

"Hua Yanyue, you and I have lived together for 13 years, and I can still tell if what you said is true or not." Hua Ruoli let Hua Yanyue go and looked at the tomb in front of him, " Let me ask you again, who killed my sister."

"I've already killed him, so there's no need to tell you." Hua Yanyue gritted her teeth, refusing to reveal anything.

"It seems that you must cherish this person very much." Hua Ruoli sneered, seeing Hua Yanyue's fleeting panic as she wished, "I want to know who is so capable and let you protect me like this. Don't you Tell me, I have another way of knowing."

"It's useless to know, he's already dead." Hua Yanyue pretended to be calm, trying to hide it as much as possible.

"Whether you die or not, it's not up to you." Hua Ruoli didn't say a word, turned around, and strode away.

Even if Hua Ruoli is in the world of benevolence and righteousness, he will never tolerate the murderer who killed his sister living in this world. He wants to find this person and tear him into pieces.

Hua Ruoli finally walked away, Hua Yanyue came back to her senses and found that her palms were already wet with sweat.

What happened to yourself?

Why do you want to protect Mu Ziran so much?Why is Hua Ruoli afraid that Mu Ziran killed her sister?Was he afraid that Hua Ruoli would seek revenge on him?

He knows Hua Ruoli very well. Although he is kind-hearted, he has the same blood as himself. He is from Zhuhua Palace, and his feelings for his sister are no less than his own. It's dangerous.

No!Mu Ziran's crime is unforgivable!Never think about him again!

But...but...how can I bear to watch him being killed by Hua Ruoli...

Hua Yanyue was in great pain, staring at the woman in the ice coffin, muttering to herself.

"Sister, what should I do..."

Shangguan Yao has been sleeping very restlessly for the past few days. She woke up early in the morning and sat in the courtyard, alone in a daze.

The sick Hua Yanyue, the feverish Hua Yanyue, the gentle Hua Yanyue, the Hua Yanyue who raised her chin, the Hua Yanyue who almost kissed her...

Shangguan Yao was still thinking wildly, but she didn't realize that there was a man slowly approaching her behind her.

"Shangguan, you are safe and sound." A soft voice sounded from behind, and Shangguan Yao was startled.

"...It's you?" Shangguan Yao turned her head, and Hua Ruoli was standing behind her, she was shocked, "Why did you come?"

"I'm here to ask you, who killed my sister, do you know?" Although Hua Ruoli used a questioning tone, Shangguan Yao couldn't be more familiar with the coldness revealed in both expression and tone.

"Master Hua Palace, I am loyal to Zhuhua Palace, not you Shehua Palace." Shangguan Yao didn't like Hua Ruoli's oppressive appearance. In his heart, since Hua Ruoli left Zhuhua Palace, naturally He is no longer a member of Zhuhua Palace, and it is neither necessary nor possible for him to continue to be loyal to him.

"Shangguan, if you say it, it may be both good and bad for you." Hua Ruoli stepped forward and sneered, "If you don't say it, there will be only bad things."

"How can you be sure that I will know?" Shangguan Yao was suddenly puzzled.

"The only one who is close to Hua Yanyue now is Ouyang who is your Shangguan. Your family has been loyal to Zhuhua Palace for so long, so there is no reason why you don't know any news." Hua Ruoli said lightly.

"...You are wrong. There is another person who is close to Yanyue." Shangguan Yao gritted her teeth and couldn't help blurting out.

"Oh? Who?" Hua Ruoli chuckled.

"Mu Ziran, the second owner of Weeping Blood Villa." Shangguan Yao looked into Shanghua Ruoli's eyes without the slightest hesitation, "He killed the second owner."

"The young man who became famous for destroying the Qingyuan Sect a few days ago?" Hua Ruoli was a little puzzled, but suddenly realized, "At the Young Heroes Meeting, the second owner of the Weeping Blood Villa that Hua Yanyue took the initiative to protect. in this way."

"Thank you." Hua Ruoli smiled, turned and left.

Shangguan Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On that day, he witnessed the whole process, witnessed Hua Qilu die to save Hua Yanyue, witnessed Hua Yanyue and Mu Ziran turn against each other...

Although he was sad, why Hua Yanyue was still thinking about Mu Ziran, why Hua Yanyue refused to look at him more, but now, he is convinced that these two people will never have a chance to be together again.

What he hopes most is for Mu Ziran to die, so that the two of them will be separated from Yin and Yang, and Hua Yanyue will completely stop thinking about it.

Hua Ruoli also grew up with him since he was a child, and he understands that he will definitely kill Hua Qilu's people without a place to die.So he simply told the truth, borrowed Hua Ruoli's hand to get rid of Mu Ziran, and he could be with Hua Yanyue in a legitimate way...

The murderous intent was hidden, and it was about to explode, Shangguan Yao smiled coldly.

Mu Ziran, your death is coming soon...

Mu Zisheng finally brought Mu Ziran back.

I saw that Mu Ziran lost a lot of weight again, his eyes were red and swollen, his lips were chapped and chapped, and his complexion became ugly.

"Hua Qilu is dead." Seeing Mu Ziran's distraught look, Mu Zisheng's doubts deepened, "Zhuhua Palace announced the death of the Second Palace Master, and the whole world has spread the news. This matter has something to do with you Is it?"

"..." Mu Ziran didn't answer, and went straight into the room.

"Zi Ran!" Seeing that Mu Ziran didn't say a word, Mu Zisheng was slightly angry, and turned around to grab his arm, "What's going on?"

"Enough, let go!" Mu Ziran's eyes suddenly became dark, and he threw Mu Zisheng away and walked into the house.

Seemingly aware of his poor attitude, Mu Ziran was a little annoyed. Just now, he had not controlled his emotions well and must have angered his brother. At the moment when he closed the door, he finally mustered up the courage to speak softly to Mu Ziran outside the door. Sheng said, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Mu Zisheng stared blankly at the door of Mu Ziran's room, a little dazed and doubtful.

"Is there anything you don't understand, isn't it all caused by you?" Yu'er suddenly appeared behind Mu Zisheng, with a sad expression, but she sneered, "Are you satisfied now?"

"What do you mean..." Mu Zisheng frowned, showing displeasure.

"How could Ziran have the ability to kill her..." Yu'er's expression became more sad, and her eyes became hatred, "It must be because of the nameless mind!"

From Mu Ziran's expression and movements just now, Yu'er guessed that Hua Qilu's death must have something to do with Mu Ziran.

"That's right, so what?" Mu Zisheng said indifferently.

"So what? You are so cruel! You will kill him like this!" Yu'er suddenly became excited, "Don't you know that if he continues like this, his skills will be backfired, and Ziran will die one day!"

"Only in this way can he kill Hua Yanyue, and only in this way can he keep him by my side." Mu Zisheng said flatly, "If he is really going to die, I will go to hell with him."

"You..." Yu'er was extremely shocked, her eyes widened, "Your feelings for Ziran... are so deep..."

"...I don't know." Mu Zisheng shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I've raised him for so many years, I've made so many years of preparation, so many years of getting along day and night, and in the end, he actually told me He likes Hua Yanyue."

The two fell silent at the same time, their eyes equally empty.

"As long as he kills Hua Yanyue, I am willing to accompany him for the rest of my life. Even if he dies, I will die with him."

Mu Ziran didn't think about food and drink for a few days, but he still often recalled the scene of killing Hua Qilu in his mind.

This is a kind of endless torture, like the pain of peeling the skin, it hurts the heart and spleen.

Mu Ziran realized that he must not continue to be depressed, he could only force himself to be strong and stop thinking about it. For this reason, his only way was to practice martial arts and swords in the village, and cultivate the nameless mind.

For several months, Mu Ziran stayed at home, devoting himself to Wuming's mind. In a blink of an eye, he was almost 16 years old.Gradually, he seemed to become more and more indifferent, and his temper became more and more irritable, and he almost forgot that painful scene, and even Hua Yanyue began to gradually forget...

Mu Ziran didn't realize that the crisis was approaching, but it was not only about personal safety, but also about the changes in his heart that he had never noticed...

It was night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the cold wind hit his face. Mu Ziran had nothing to do, so he ran to the banyan tree in the yard and watched the night sky quietly.

"Who's here?" Mu Ziran felt a different kind of breath and asked coldly.

"Elder Master Mu is good at kung fu. At a young age, his martial arts has already reached the point of perfection." A soft voice sounded from behind, Mu Ziran turned his head, and the two of them froze at the same time.

The night was long and the vision was not clear, but with the faint light in the room, the two could vaguely see each other's face.

Those are two similar faces.