Save the beautiful and tragic hero

After Wen Renzheng died, Hu Luyan walked out of the house without looking back.

He has already decided what to do next.

Perhaps Wen Renzheng is not the only one who knows the truth, Hu Luyan's intuition told him that the woman named Ni Wenhui also knows something.

But he didn't want to ask.

As for the life and death of that woman, it was even more out of his concern.

Walking outside the door, a gray and shabby figure rushed towards him.

Hu Luyan paused and looked down.

The person at his feet was an old man in his twilight years, dressed in ragged clothes, in a state of embarrassment, his face and body were covered with blood, if not for the blood mist engulfing the city, he would be worse than a beggar on the street.

But Hu Luyan knew who this old man was.

And he had already felt the trajectory of the old man's actions.

When the Desperate Formation was just broken, the old man was secretly sent to a safe place by Wenren's juniors, but the blood mist spread faster than they thought, and they fled in a hurry, but lost soldiers and generals along the way.

So the old man was sent back by Wenren's juniors.

The old man is no longer the respected elder in Wenren's family. He has become an abandoned son, and his only role is to curry favor with Hu Luyan.

The old man knew what kind of end he was about to face. He didn't even have the courage to beg for mercy. He was respected in the past and his eyes were high above his head. Now he lay on the ground like a dog and shivered.

Hu Luyan's eyes paused for a moment on the old man's arms, then he frowned slightly: "Go away."

The old man's skinny body shook violently, and he hurriedly crawled sideways on the ground with his hands and feet. Later, he didn't know where the courage came from, and he suddenly knocked his head on the ground with a bang.

"In the past, I was blamed for being deceived by lard. I easily believed the rhetoric of that kid Wen Renzheng, so I exchanged half my life savings for your arms. I'll give them back to you right now!"

Before the old man could finish his sentence, he actually used his spiritual power to knock off his arms.

The withered arm fell to the ground, and the sticky blood soaked the old man's clothes again.

There was darkness in front of the old man's eyes, he sat on the ground slumped, his breathing was difficult and weak, he looked up at Hu Luyan dying, tears of despair overflowed from his eyes: "everything wrong is my fault, I took something I shouldn't have taken , I plead guilty for my actions, but we have heard that other people's juniors are innocent."

Hu Luyan looked indifferently at the crying old man: "So?"

"So I beg you to help them once, only you will not be affected by the red mist." The old man curled up in pain, almost humbled into the dust, "If you are willing to help them once, I will give you whatever you want, even You can take my life."

These words made Hu Luyan amused, he squinted his eyes, and asked in a relaxed tone: "They sent you to seek death with their own hands. Instead of blaming them, you even found a way out for them. Why?"

The old man smiled wryly: "It's not that we don't blame them, but that there are only a few seedlings left in our Wenren family. As an elder, I can't just watch our Wenren family die."

Hu Luyan smiled, "You are really great."

"Little son, I gave you my hands back, can you agree to my unfeeling request?" The old man begged bitterly, "As long as you can help our Wenren family get through this catastrophe, you will be the Wenren family's great benefactor." , Wenren’s things are up to you, and Wen’s people are up to you to order…”

The old man's chest heaved violently, he closed his eyes for a while, and then said the rest, "I am also willing to give you my life."

"Give me your life?" Hu Luyan chuckled and tilted his head, "How much do you think your life is worth?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Hu Luyan with fear and fear.

Hu Luyan seemed to be smiling, but the smile on his face did not seep into his eyes. He glanced at the severed arms with a slight disgust, and then said: "There is no need to return such dirty hands. Give it to me."

The old man snorted: "I..."

"I agree to your request." Hu Luyan changed the subject abruptly, under the dull gaze of the old man, he squatted down and looked directly into the old man's eyes, "For the sake of your self-consciousness, I can help you find out Get through this difficult time."

The old man who was stunned by the shock took a long time to react, and the tears that had finally stopped poured out again. Even without his arms, he desperately knocked his head on the ground: "Thank you, young master, the young master is ours!" Wenren's great benefactor."

Hu Luyan smiled and glanced at the old man, then turned his head and looked at the young people who were hiding behind a few lingering trees not far away and eavesdropping on the movement here.

He beckoned to several young people: "Come here."

Several young people heard the conversation here clearly, although hesitant, they still walked over slowly.

As soon as they approached Huluyan, the blood mist that was biting their skin like ants all the time immediately dispersed.

The dense pain suddenly disappeared.

They finally got a breather, and there was a rare relief on their faces that were so painful that they were numb.

Hu Luyan maintained a half-squatting posture, even if he looked up at them, they were evasive and did not dare to look at him.

It was Hu Luyan who asked one of the men first, "How old are you?"

The man looked left and right, and after confirming that Hu Luyan was talking to him, his body tensed up instantly: "Twelve, twenty one."

Hu Luyan was quiet for a moment, and said, "One year older than me."

The man's face turned blue, he was trembling, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

The old man said a lot of words of thanks to Hu Luyan with tears flowing down his face, and then he wanted to apologize with his life.

Unexpectedly, Hu Luyan saw his thoughts and stopped him softly: "I don't want your life either, it's just a cheap life, you keep it."

Surprised and delighted, the old man struggled to sit up from the ground.

Hu Luyan also stood up slowly.

"Thank you, young master, for your great kindness..." The old man was only halfway through his excited words, when Hu Luyan raised his hand and called out the Seven Star Kunlun Sword.

The speed of the Seven Star Kunlun Sword was extremely fast, and the blade left black afterimages in the air.

Only a few swishes were heard.

A piece of warm liquid splashed onto the old man's face and body—it was the blood spurting from the man's neck.

The blood merged into streams on the old man's face, winding down along the lines on the old man's face.

The old man stared dumbfounded at the juniors falling down one after another. The people who were alive a moment ago were so silent at this moment, and the eyes that could not be closed were filled with deep surprise and puzzlement.

For a moment, it seemed that a huge mountain was pressing down, pressing heavily on the old man's back.

The old man was in disbelief and in extreme pain, the incident happened so abruptly that he couldn't even cry.

After a while, a moan came out of the old man's throat.

The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was covered with hatred like a spider's web. He broke down and roared at Hu Luyan: "You killed them! You actually killed them?!"

Holding the Seven Star Kunlun Sword in his hand, Hu Luyan didn't even look at the corpses next to him, as if the corpses lying there were not human corpses, but just a few bugs that he accidentally crushed to death.

"Don't you want them to die in the mist? Then let them die by my sword." Hu Luyan tilted his head and smiled, "How does it feel to witness the extinction of others?"

The old man tried to pounce on Hu Luyan, but was knocked to the ground by Hu Luyan's kick. His face was on the dirty ground, and he stared at Hu Luyan with extreme resentment: "You are a devil..."

"Yes, I am a devil." Hu Luyan smiled, "But I was also a person before, who do you think turned me into a devil?"

Before the old man could speak, Hu Luyan said again, "It's you."

"..." The old man's throat choked, and he immediately tasted a fishy sweetness.

He regretted and hated.

He was really blind to put his hope on Hu Luyan, Hu Luyan is so cruel, how can he treat their juniors of Wenren family kindly?

However, he hated himself and Wenren even more when they were young and greedy for profit, unexpectedly planting such a big hidden danger unknowingly.

They shouldn't provoke Hu Luyan.

They were the ones who harmed the whole family!

Hu Luyan withdrew his gaze, stepped over the broken arms that belonged to him on the ground, and left the quiet house alone.

The blood mist that permeated the air became thicker with the naked eye, but the blood mist still didn't dare to get close to him, and took the initiative to disperse a clear path for him.

He keeps going.

I don't know how long he walked until it was getting dark, and he came outside Mi's mansion.

The barrier set up by Mi's family has been almost completely consumed by the blood mist, leaving only a thin layer covering the entire Mi's family.

Hu Luyan raised his hand and touched it lightly with his fingertips.

The barrier is broken.

Having lost the last layer of protection, the blood fog flocked frantically to the last clean place in the entire capital.

Hu Luyan walked unhurriedly in the blood mist, he was very familiar with this place, and he drove to the courtyard where Mi Lu lived.

Go upstairs again and walk outside Mi Lu's house.

The door of the room was open, and there were two people lying on the table inside, they were Gu Qiu and Mi Hefeng, their eyes were closed, and they had no signs of life, only the fingers on the table were interlocked.

Hu Luyan walked into the back room and saw Mi Lu lying on the bed.

He walked over, without taking off his shoes and socks or his coat, he went directly to bed and lay beside Mi Lu, with his hands around Mi Lu's waist.

He buried his face in Mi Lu's neck as before, took a deep breath, and the tip of his nose was full of Mi Lu's unique smell.

At this moment, he felt happy.

At least they're still together.

From now on, all pain will be far away from them.

"I don't seem to have said I love you yet." Hu Luyan kissed the corner of Mi Lu's mouth, and gently pressed his forehead against Mi Lu's cheek, "I love you, Liuliu."

His throat rolled, and it took him a long time to say the following words, "It's hard work for you to walk with me all this way."

Hu Luyan, who closed her eyes, did not see the tears overflowing from the corners of Mi Lu's eyes, and a small flower fell silently on the pillow.

Then came the second, and the third.

Mi Lu could feel the strength of Huluyan's hugging him, the warmth of Huluyan's hugging him, and the slight trembling of Huluyan's hands around his waist.

But he couldn't move.

He couldn't even barely open his eyes.

It was as if his soul was trapped in this dead body, and he couldn't find his way out, surrounded by sealed walls.

He could still feel his tears welling up.

He remembered!

He remembered who he was, who Hu Luyan was, who was talking by his bedside before, and he remembered everything!

But he didn't know what was going on outside.

Where are his parents?

What about glass and jadeite?

Why did Hu Luyan say these words?

Mi Lu was extremely flustered, and an ominous premonition filled his chest, and he always felt that such a premonition seemed familiar.

What is Hu Luyan doing?

Why didn't Hu Luyan speak?

Dendrobium Law Yan!

He shouted in his heart, until he felt the temperature of Hu Luyan's body rising sharply, he finally confirmed his guess - Hu Luyan was going to make the same mistakes again.

Do not!

How could this be?

It shouldn't be like this!

He obviously changed the plot, why did Hu Luyan still go to the same ending?

Dendrobium Law Yan! !

In the next moment, there was a buzzing sound, and his consciousness was completely engulfed in darkness.

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