Save the beautiful and tragic hero

The tip of Mi Lu's nose was sore, and tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably from time to time, which was gently wiped away with a handkerchief.

He really wanted to open his eyes to see who the person next to him was, but his body seemed to be bound by something, not only could he not move an inch, he couldn't even open his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a sigh.

"Ma'am." A young female voice said, "You haven't closed your eyes for a few days. You can't go on like this. You'd better go back and rest."

The woman who wiped Mi Lu's tears sighed, "How can I sleep in this situation?"

"You have to sleep if you can't sleep." The young female voice said worryingly, "If one day the young master wakes up and you collapse, won't this make the young master worry?"

The woman was silent for a while before she said, "That's true."

Seeing that the woman's attitude had softened, the young woman said while the iron was hot: "Ma'am, I will help you go back to rest. There is jade here to watch over the young master, nothing will go wrong."

Another young female voice hurriedly said: "Madam, don't worry, this servant will definitely stay by the young master's bedside. If the young master wakes up, this servant will inform Madam as soon as possible."

The woman got a guarantee, and then got up with a little relief: "Then let's go."

Liuli hurriedly stepped forward to hold Gu Qiu's hand, and walked out of the room with Gu Qiu.

It was just noon now, so the sky should be bright, but the outside of the house was a bit darker than the inside, because there was a night pearl inside the house, while the sky outside was blocked by a red mist.

The red mist is like tiny flying insects gathered densely, not only flowing strangely, but also covering the entire sky in such a wide range.

Even the air was dyed red.

The red light shone on the faces of Gu Qiu and Liu Li, giving them a somewhat strange look. They looked up at the red mist solemnly.

"It seems that the situation will not get better." Gu Qiu said in a low voice.

Liuli opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't come out when the words came to her mouth.

Now the people in the capital are dying and fleeing, and the rest of them who don't want to move their homes are counting the days on their fingers.

But everyone knows that the Jue Ming Formation has been broken, and no matter where he flees, he will inevitably die, at most he will linger on for a while longer.

All will die.

All are doomed.

But why did the world become like this?

It seems that from the moment the unconscious young master was sent back by Hu Luyan's subordinate Zhou Shang, the situation developed in an uncontrollable direction.

The glazed face was ashen, and the body trembled under the great fear.

It wasn't until Gu Qiu patted the back of her hand lightly that she turned her head to look at Gu Qiu as if awakened from a nightmare.

Gu Qiu's pats turned into caresses, and after Liuli calmed down, she said, "I won't be able to sleep for a while, so you can accompany me to see He Feng first."

Liuli Qixu said hello.

Ever since the red mist spread, Mi Hefeng often shut himself in the study.

Mi Hefeng tried to find a way to solve the red mist, but the Jue Ming formation was still an unsolvable absolute formation. Now that the formation has been broken, the last force that can restrain the red mist has disappeared. All they can do is Choose to make your own death less painful.

When Gu Qiu came to the study, Mi Hefeng, who also hadn't closed his eyes for several days, fell asleep lying on the desk at some point.

Mi Hefeng was very blue right now, even in his sleep, his brows were furrowed with worry.

Gu Qiu stood beside the table for a while, then took a coat and put it on Mi Hefeng.

Unexpectedly, Mi Hefeng slept very lightly. As soon as the coat was put on him, he woke up abruptly when he felt the movement. He suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and saw that it was Gu Qiu. Only then gradually dispersed.

"It's you." Mi Hefeng touched the coat on his body, after guessing what Gu Qiu was doing just now, he rubbed his aching temples again.

Seeing this, Gu Qiu walked around behind Mi Hefeng calmly, and rubbed his temples for him.

"Don't tire yourself too much, your body is the most important thing." Gu Qiu said gently.

Mi Hefeng closed his eyes and leaned back.

After a while, he sighed: "Have you decided to stay in the capital yet?"

"Otherwise, where else can we go?" Gu Qiu said, "We were born in the capital, grew up in the capital, and took root in the capital. If we were going to die, I don't want to die in a place other than the capital."

Mi Hefeng was silent for a moment, but also made up his mind: "You are the head of the family, Liuliu and I will obey you."

"Don't be poor." Gu Qiu chuckled and patted Mi Hefeng's head hard.

Mi Hefeng groaned, and quickly grabbed Gu Qiu's troublesome hand: "Where am I poor?"

"I'm not the head of the family, who dares to be the head of the Mi family in front of the majestic Mi family?"

"What's the matter with Patriarch Mi? Does Patriarch Mi want to listen to the wife of the Patriarch? Besides, the people of Mi's family are walking and scattered, and the rest can be counted with two hands. What kind of patriarch am I?" ?" Mi Hefeng touched Gu Qiu's hand while talking, this hand is no longer as white and smooth as it was when he was young, but it is the hand he has held for decades, until now he is still reluctant to let go .

Mi Hefeng turned over Gu Qiu's hand, lowered his head and pressed a superficial kiss on the back of his hand.

Gu Qiu was stunned on the spot, and when she regained her senses, she immediately became uncomfortable: "What are you doing? You are already very old..."

"You're right, going anywhere is better than staying at home." Mi Hefeng held Gu Qiu's hand firmly, and after feeling Gu Qiu's daze again, he raised his head and looked into Gu Qiu's eyes, "As long as I am satisfied when our family is together, and now I have you and Liuliu, and I am still in our familiar home, I am really happy."

Gu Qiu pursed his lips, unable to speak for a long time.

Under Mi Hefeng's focused gaze, her eye sockets turned red quickly, and two tears flowed from her eyes, pattering and falling onto the hands she and Mi Hefeng were clasping.

She leaned over and kissed Mi Hefeng's forehead: "Me too."

When Gu Qiu and Mi Hefeng walked out of the study room, the red mist in the sky seemed to be a little thicker. Before, they could see the distant scene clearly, but now they can only see some blurred outlines.

In the huge courtyard, there were no busy figures of people in the past, only Liuli stood alone under the eaves in a daze.

Mi Hefeng asked Liuli to rest by herself, and then took Gu Qiu's hand: "Don't look, let's go back to the house and have a good sleep."

Gu Qiu nodded: "Okay."

Mi's house, a place protected by enchantments and magic weapons, is still like this, which shows how bad the situation outside must be.

The blood-red mist has flooded the entire capital, every street is empty and the visibility is extremely low.

The once bustling capital city has become an abandoned city.

The stumps and arms of the corpses swallowed by the blood mist as nourishment can be seen at any time on the street, or there is only a bald head left, the expression is terrified to the extreme, and the eyes of the dead are wide open.

There were bloody scenes everywhere.

The fresh blood on the ground was so sticky that it was difficult to move.

Hu Luyan went to see Wen Renzheng who was forgotten in that room for the last time.

Unexpectedly, Wen Renzheng was still alive, but his spirit was like a thread, and he was not far from death.

On the contrary, Wen Renyao couldn't die any more, his stiff corpse curled up into a self-protective posture, leaning tightly beside Wen Renzheng.

Hu Luyan kicked Wen Renyao's body away from Wen Renzheng's side. He squatted down and looked at Wen Renzheng expressionlessly.

"You have tried all kinds of tricks in your life, but you still ended up like this. How does it feel?"

Wenren was lying on the ground silently, the breath of death enveloped him deeply, and he didn't even have the strength to move a little bit.

But Hu Luyan doesn't need Wenren to respond to his words, as long as he is talking and Wenren is listening.

"By the way, did you give half of my heart to Hu Luwan because you wanted to see our mother and child fight each other? It's a pity that you will be disappointed, I won't take back that half of my heart." Hu Luyan said to himself She said, "Even if Hu Luwan is going to die, it's not by my hands, let alone by yours."

He was quiet for a while, then spoke again, "By the way, there is also your only son—"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Renzheng's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his head with difficulty.

Seeing that the man was reacting, Hu Luyan frowned, and laughed involuntarily: "Sure enough, the person you care about the most is your useless son."

At this moment, Wenren's stagnant face finally showed anger. His convulsed hands were firmly on the ground, and he barely lifted half of his body, and a hoarse but desperate growl came out of his throat intermittently.

"Dhu Luyan... you put my son..."

"I didn't attack your son. He is much luckier than you, at least his limbs are still alive." Hu Luyan suddenly moved closer, and he said to Wen Renzheng, "How about we make a deal? Answer me a few questions, and I will Save your son's life."

Wen Renzheng's face was distorted due to pain, and his eyes were gouged out, so he could only distinguish Hu Luyan's position by his faint voice.

I don't know if he heard Hu Luyan's words clearly.

So Hu Luyan patiently repeated what he said just now, and then said: "If you don't want to, that's fine. Your son is with you on the road to Huangquan, so I think you won't be too lonely."

After speaking, he will get up.

Wen Renzheng panicked, and squirmed on the ground looking for the direction of Hu Luyan: "Okay... I promise..."

Hu Luyan admired Wen Renzheng's ugly appearance for a while, and then squatted down again. He stared straight at Wen Renzheng's horrible face, and asked, "Where is that man?"

Wen Renzheng naturally knew who Hu Luyan was talking about, and he raised a corner of his mouth mockingly: "He...he is everywhere..."

"Who is he?"

"He is the way of heaven..."

"Tiandao?" Hu Luyan sneered, "How can Tiandao hold on to a little monk? Shit, heavenly dao, only you, an idiot, will believe his nonsense."

"No..." Wen Renzheng was so weak that he could barely make a sound, "He knows everything...he is the way of heaven..."

Tiandao encouraged him to deal with Mi Lu.

Tiandao also told him that as long as Mi Lu died, everything would be back on track——

Huluyan is still the little beggar who crawled and rolled on the street many years ago, and he is still the owner of the famous family. The Seven Star Kunlun Sword belongs to him, Huluwan belongs to him, even the Hulv family and even the entire cultivation world All of them may become his pocket.

But why...

Why is everything different from what Heaven said.

Which step is wrong?

Maybe it was wrong from the beginning, and he shouldn't have listened to the words of heaven from the beginning.

If Heaven hates Hu Luyan, how could it reverse Hu Luyan's life?

If Heaven hated Huluyan, how could he hand over the precious Seven Star Kunlun Sword to Huluyan?

If Heaven hated Hu Luyan, how could he help Hu Luyan to climb up again and again?

Huluyan is the darling of heaven.

Unfortunately, he became the insignificant stepping stone under Hu Luyan's feet.

At this moment, no matter how much hatred Wen Renzheng puts in his heart, it will not help. He can't turn things around, and can only pin his last hope on his only son, Wen Renxiao.

"I... my son..."

"Last question." Hu Luyan interrupted him indifferently, "How do I find that person?"

Wenren was shaking his head in pain: "I don't know...he was the one looking for me...I never looked for him..."

Hu Luyan stood up slowly: "Oh."

Wenren was feeling Hu Luyan's movements, and emphasized again: "My son..."

Hu Luyan returned to his expressionless expression. He coldly looked down at Wen Renzheng who was lying on the ground like a pile of rotten meat: "I did spare your son's life, but that was a long time ago. I don't know if he is still alive."

After a pause, he clicked his tongue softly, "According to the current situation, he is probably dead in eight out of ten."

The very relaxed words exploded in Wen Renzheng's mind like a bolt from the blue.

"You...you..." Wen Ren was so angry that he wanted to growl, "Du Luyan, you..."

Hu Luyan didn't give him a chance to speak: "Don't worry, I locked him up with a woman from Yunyan Sect. Even if he died, he would die in pairs with that woman."

"you……"

Wen Renzheng was half out of breath when his voice suddenly stopped.

The next moment, his body fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no more sound.

Who would have thought that in the end Wen Renzheng would be pissed off alive.