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In the dark woods, there are swords and swords.

Long Yu sharply cut the throat of the sneak attack with a dagger, her eyes were icy cold.

This is already the eighth assassination.

In just five days after leaving the capital, more and more people came to assassinate each time.These people's moves are fierce, every move is a killer move, and they have no intention of keeping alive.

Everyone doesn't have anything to prove their identity. After being captured, they will kill themselves directly. It is obvious that they are dead soldiers.

For the first time, Long Yu was merciful and planned to ask who sent it.

After that, he didn't do such stupid things again.

Mercy has never been synonymous with him.

Before reaching the land of the barbarians, there are already people who don't want to stay alive.

The last killer fell, and there was a moment of tranquility in the dark woods.

Long Yu breathed out silently, put away the dagger in his hand, and walked in the direction where Fu Qijiang was standing.

Fu Qijiang stood there for a while, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking. This was his first reaction after the battle.

"What are you thinking?" Long Yu stood still in front of him, with slight doubts in her eyes.

"It's nothing, just a little tired." Fu Qijiang raised his head with a smile, his eyes still shining brightly in the darkness.

Long Yu frowned, feeling a little strange, but couldn't put it into words.

Raindrops came from the sky again, and the autumn rain fell on the body with a little chill.

"Go back to the carriage first, it's raining again, and I don't know how long it will be this time." Long Yu took Fu Qijiang and walked towards the distant carriage.

Fortunately, after all these days of tossing and tossing, the horse has not been harmed, otherwise it would be embarrassing for the people who can't go to the village or back to the store.

Fu Qijiang was silent all the way, and when he got into the carriage, Longyu suddenly found that his palms felt sticky. When he lit the candlestick, he found that it was covered with blood.

"Are you injured?" Long Yu reached out and pulled Fu Qijiang's arm, and saw that the sleeve on his upper arm was cut by a knife, and the sleeve was stained dark black with blood.

Fu Qijiang shrank his arms, laughed and broke free from Longyu's hand.

"It's okay, just a little skin trauma."

"Roll up your sleeves." Long Yu raised her eyelids and flicked her fingers casually.

Fu Qijiang stepped back, putting some distance between him and Longyu. "It's all right."

"You come by yourself, or I will help you." Long Yu frowned, and the displeasure in her eyes could almost condense into substance.

"I'm really fine, can you stop worrying about me, okay? I'm not a child, so I'll listen to you if I don't need anything." Fu Qijiang faced Long Yu with a cold face and spoke fiercely for the first time.

Long Yu pursed her lips and glanced at him, then turned her head away from him.

He could feel that Fu Qijiang was lying, but after all, they were not very close to each other, so he wouldn't meddle in their own business.

Long Yu himself is a cold person, if Fu Qijiang had no relationship with Ya Yi, honestly, even if he died in front of Long Yu, he wouldn't be looked at more.

Since he didn't want to appreciate the favor, Long Yu naturally wouldn't bother.

Seeing Longyu turn his head, Fu Qijiang bit his lip unconsciously, and covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand, black blood seeped from between his fingers.

In the silent night, there are only the sound of thin rain and the sigh of one person.

The next day.

Long Yu sat alone in the carriage, only the lonely carriage and the mottled tree shadows falling on the ground came into view.

Fu Qijiang left.

He left the carriage alone last night, leaving behind a thin letter.

When he left, Longyu knew that he knelt and sat in front of Longyu for a long time.Staring like that, even if he really fell asleep, he should wake up.

However, he hoped that Longyu would be asleep, so Longyu closed his eyes and did not open them.

Cold tears fell on Longyu's lapel, and he resisted not to move. This is what Fu Qijiang hoped, and he will make it happen.

There is not much he can do for Fu Qijiang, and this is probably one of them.

Fu Qijiang was poisoned, and Longyu knew that the faint stench floating in the carriage in the middle of the night could not escape his nose.

Fu Qijiang also knew that he couldn't hide everything from Longyu, but he couldn't cure this poison, and he didn't want to embarrass Longyu.

Long Yu and him are neither related nor acquainted, and Fu Qijiang has some vague guesses about why they are connected with each other.

He often has a memory disappear, and Long Yu always seems to be looking at another person through him unintentionally. He is not stupid, but he is reluctant to bear it.

Therefore, do not poke.

Long Yu has inhuman magical abilities, but Fu Qijiang instinctively feels that Long Yu cannot be used, even though he doesn't know the so-called world rules.

Fu Qijiang carefully kissed Longyu's hair, and murmured, "Thank you."

Thank you for letting me know what true happiness is.

Thank you for letting me know what it's like to like someone.

Long Yu's fingertips hanging by her side were slightly clenched.

In the rain, Fu Qijiang left alone, walking slowly but resolutely.

Long Yu slowly opened his eyes in the carriage and sighed softly.

Long Yu pinched the opened letter with her slender fingertips.

There is no title in the letter, and the content inside is very straightforward, like a chat between old friends.

--I am leaving.

——I want to see the outside world, you know, I probably don't have much time.

When Long Yu saw this, he could even imagine the chuckle on Fu Qijiang's lips. Thinking of the tear on the skirt of his clothes, he probably already secretly had tears in his eyes.

——I didn’t have any big ambitions at first, and I knew that I probably wouldn’t live long. You should have known that too, because living...is boring.

Long Yu clenched the hand holding the letter paper slightly. It was he who knew that whether a person had the desire to survive could not be covered up by a bright smile.

——At this point, I don’t want to hide it from you anymore.You're probably the only one who knows about it besides the people who were involved in it back then.I am not my father's child, I am an unclean person who should not appear in this world, and I have been born with dirt that cannot be washed off.

Fu Qijiang will never forget the scene he accidentally saw and heard when he was young.

He originally thought that his mother was cold towards him because of her personality.

At that time, he knew that what he thought was deceiving himself and others.

Mother didn't like him, it was because he was not expected from the beginning, he was her shame.Therefore, she hated him and wished she could strangle him to death, but she couldn't.

Because that person is so powerful that he is above tens of thousands of people, and everyone needs to bow down to him.

——No one can know my mood at that time, really, I can't wait to bump my head to death over there.But, I can't.I was still young at that time, and I knew that I couldn't hurt that poor woman anymore.No matter what she thought at first, I would have me, but later she regretted that it was too late.After all, she gave birth to me, I can't implicate her, and I don't want to make things clear.If this fig leaf is torn off, he will probably decree to bring me into the palace.You said how could there be such a shameless person, but he looks like a gentleman, and the world praises him.

——Later, I went to the battlefield, wherever the danger was.do you know?Sometimes begging to die is such a difficult thing.I did not die on the battlefield, but made great contributions.Ridiculous?Ridiculous.At that time, I really didn't understand why it was so difficult to die.

You can't settle it yourself, and you can't rely on others.

Even if it's just thin letter paper, Longyu can still feel the despair of wanting to die.

——Meeting you is an unexpected joy in my life.I know a lot of emotions that I didn't feel before, such as happiness, sadness and even concern.I know you don't care about me, and I don't deserve you.How can a person like me with unclean blood have such extravagant hopes.

——But I'm still a little reconciled.

——What should I do, I am extremely unwilling.

——You once said that we knew each other in the previous life, I don’t ask for anything else, there is no hope in this life.So, shall we make a promise in the next life?In my next life, I won’t drink Mengpo soup, I’ll sneak across the Naihe Bridge, and then I’ll go find you, okay?You can't say bad things, and I won't listen.

——In the next life, I will come clean and innocent.I don't want to be rich, I just want to meet you.

Tears fell from Fu Qijiang's eyes, smudged the handwriting drop by drop.

Please don't forget me, you can take a good look at me in your next life.

In this life, his heart was too bitter, and he had hidden too many things. His already decayed soul was not worthy of Longyu, and he couldn't let it go.

When he didn't want to leave that much, God wanted to take him away again, still in this way.

He didn't want Long Yu to see his embarrassment, so he could only leave first.

——Then, see you in the next life.

Long Yu's fingertips stroked the smudged handwriting, and she lowered her eyes.

Sighing: "Silly boy."

ten days later.

Yayi's soul fragments were put into the heart cup.

Long Yu raised her face, squinted her eyes and looked at the clear sky.

"Is he gone?"

"Well, I have already sent him into reincarnation." Yayi's phantom stood beside him, and said softly: "In the next life, he will be reincarnated into a good family, with parents who love him, brothers and sisters who support each other, Qin Se He Ming's lover and a sensible and filial child."

Fu Qijiang's life was very short, but he experienced hardships that many people would never encounter in their entire lives.

Because of this incident, they can be regarded as infected with karma.

Therefore, Yayi made an exception and gave him a good life, which can be regarded as repaying this karma.

"It's rare for you to be so proactive this time." Long Yu glanced at the man beside him, and the sunlight passed through his phantom, as if it would dissipate if touched.

"What should I do if I don't take the initiative? I can't let Kiss you worry about it. He will never meet you in his next life." Yayi didn't hide her jealousy at all.

Kiss obviously came for him, but she provoked Taohua.

Thinking that there are still so many fragments that have not been found, and each fragment cannot exist independently, and must be attached to another soul, Yayi's face turns dark.

Yayi hugged Renxu in her arms aggrieved, "Kiss, you can't like them, no matter how good they are."

Long Yu bent her eyebrows and smiled lightly, raised her head and kissed him on the chin.

"it is good."

Everyone in this world will meet their own destined person.

And mine can only be you.

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