It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

When people come to this world, the road they stumble and walk on actually turns into a crooked circle.When a person is born into the world, he starts from nothing; when he ends his life, he starts from nothing.The difference is that when you come, you are clean and free from worries, but when you go, you are debt-ridden and filthy.The invisible shackles, the intangible sins, engraved into the bone marrow, sounded the final funeral song.

Mu Qingchuan's eyes were wide open, and the pleading before death still remained in his eyes.He looked straight out of the secret room, his eyes gradually losing focus.

There is nothing there.

If there are really wronged souls in the world, why don't so many people who are wronged and died in vain every day find their enemies to take revenge?According to the practice of Kiyokawa's family, those whose wives were separated and died innocently should have eaten their flesh and bones long ago.

But it didn't.

There are no ghosts in the world.

Therefore, only those who are alive bear the responsibility of revenge and extermination of hatred.

Bai Lang looked at Lu Li, he was hugging Mu Qingchuan's body tightly, his face was completely buried in Mu Qingchuan's chest, there was blood oozing out and wet his hair, he didn't seem to notice it, he didn't move .

Mo Ying stood with his sword in his hand, his whole body was like icicles on the wind in winter, awe-inspiring and sharp.

"He's dead, how can we do business now?" Bai Lang stroked his chin and touched Bai Yue, "Hey, you should watch Yin, don't let him die too."

Bai Yue didn't answer, but she walked towards Yin, stretched out her hand to pinch his chin, buckled it and released it, Li Yin only had time to snort, but couldn't close her mouth, and after a while, saliva flowed down the crooked jaw all over the place.

"It's so nasty." Bai Lang scratched his head impatiently.

Bai Yue frowned slightly, raised her hand and screwed his chin shut again.

"Are you using torture?" Bai Lang looked at Yin's painful face and asked jokingly.

Bai Yue looked at Bai Lang coldly, and stared at him intently.

Bai Lang only persisted for a short while, but couldn't take it anymore, so he had to wave his hands and admit defeat, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have messed with you, good Ayue, you'd better look at someone else."

Bai Yue turned her gaze indifferently, with the reserved and calm attitude of General Chang Sheng.

Bai Lang teased Bai Yue over there, while Mo Ying looked at Lu Li for a long while and said, "Ashu, come with me."

Lu Li hugged Mu Qingchuan tightly and didn't answer.

Mo Ying stood there for a long while, but he still couldn't see him looking up, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Huh? Could it be that he's dead?" Bai Lang asked strangely, bending down, wanting to feel Lu Li's breath.

Mo Ying moved as if being pricked by a needle, his awe-inspiring aura just now collapsed in an instant.

"Ashu!" He stretched out his hand and hastily pulled Lu Li.

Unexpectedly, the moment his hand touched the corner of Lu Li's clothes, a fierce murderous aura came over him.

Mo Ying backed away abruptly, the skirt of his clothes was still cut by the sharp blade, and there were blood streaks slowly oozing out from his waist and abdomen.

"Ashu, you are fine." Mo Ying ignored the wound and said with relief.

Lu Li's hand holding the saber was slowly retracted, and he raised his head slowly. His eyes were red with tears, but what surprised Mo Ying even more was that those once clear eyes were full of sadness and joy. resentment.

"Ashu..." Mo Ying was suddenly speechless.

This kind of Lu Li was strange to him, time passed by quickly, and the former friends were no match for the impact of time.He didn't know what Lu Li had been through these years, but when he saw that he had devoted all his heart to such a person but didn't get anything in return, he couldn't help but want to cut off this relationship and let it disappear.

However, from now on, Lu Li still couldn't bear the pain of this moment.

Lu Li put Mu Qingchuan down carefully, and gently smoothed his hair. After looking down for a long time, he bent down affectionately, touched his forehead with his lips, and left a very light, very light kiss.

He made such movements very softly, as if he was gazing at a priceless treasure that was obtained through hard work. There was both the sweetness of having his wish fulfilled and the worry of losing it.

He bent down and hugged Mu Qingchuan again, until he was convinced that the body was indeed cold and stiff, then he raised his head in despair.

"Do you know how many people he killed? And the scars on your body, aren't they also caused by him? If such a person can forgive him, how can he be worthy of the souls killed by him, and how can he be worthy of those reasons? An innocent person who died because of him?" Mo Ying couldn't keep his composure anymore, and started a long speech for the first time, if Qin Jiu was here, he must be very surprised, it turned out that one day, Mo Ying could also say such a long paragraph.

Lu Li's hand holding the knife trembled slightly. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak. Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and disappeared into his temples.

"Ashu, come with me." Mo Ying stretched out his hand again.

"Woo." Lu Li shook his head, looked down at Mu Qingchuan who was lying docilely, his eyes sharpened, and he raised his knife to strike at Mo Ying.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Ying quickly picked up the sword and threw the saber away, and fought with Mo Ying.

"Tell me, what was the result of their fight?" Bai Lang asked Bai Yue.

Bai Yue ignored his question and ignored him as always.

Bai Lang shook his head boredly, intending to talk to someone else, but found that the only people idle here, except for everyone in Iron Eagle Fort, were dead bodies.

"I miss Xiaoyu so much." Bai Lang sighed.

Mo Ying and Lu Li were fighting together, and the two of them exchanged swords and swords, and the fight was very fierce.Seeing a pair of friends who haven't seen for a long time become enemies.

Mo Ying originally wanted to dodge, but seeing Lu Li's moves getting more and more fierce, with killer moves in his hands, he was extremely shocked and heartbroken. He parried Lu Li and said angrily, "Are you really going to kill me?"

Lu Li remained silent, looked at Mo Ying, and struck out again.

Mo Ying dodged, but was still unwilling to hurt him with the sword, the fight between the two was actually dominated by Mo Ying blindly dodging.

Bai Lang stood and watched for a long time, seeing no results. He couldn't help asking, "How long are you two going to fight? I really can't bear it..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened and he looked at Lu Li. The knife that was originally slashed at Mo Ying was slashed on his neck with the backhand.

The knife was so powerful that Lu Li was killed on the spot. He fell down heavily, and a lot of blood gushed out from his neck, splashing Mo Ying all over his face.

"..." Bai Lang swallowed back the words he hadn't spoken yet, and closed his mouth wisely.

I thought that he would commit suicide, but I didn't expect him to wipe his neck with the slap.

How is this going?

Mo Ying stood there in a daze, petrified.

The warm blood gradually became cold, congealing on the flesh, each piece felt like burning pain.

During the fight, Lu Li suddenly fell down covered in blood, lying in front of him, the blood spilled on his body.

Is he revenge?

Lu Li moved stiffly and wiped his face. Was he taking revenge on himself for killing his beloved?

No one in the secret room spoke, and kept moaning, because he was also stunned by this sudden change.

"Amitabha." After a long time, he called out the Buddha's name, sat cross-legged, and recited the scriptures.

Bai Lang shook his head silently, signaling the people from Iron Eagle Castle to go out.He picked up Baozi's body by himself and handed it to Bai Yue.

Bai Yue frowned, hesitated for a moment, and took it.

"Let's go." Bai Lang walked to Mo Ying's side, put aside his usual idle look, and said, "Go up, your young palace master is still waiting for you."

Hearing the words Young Palace Master, Mo Ying moved his hand, and after a while, he nodded, bent down, and wanted to hug Lu Li's body.As soon as his hand touched him, it seemed to be scalded again, and he retracted.

Bai Lang sighed, and said, "Leave him here. He might want to be with..." He didn't continue.

But Mo Ying understood that Lu Li definitely wanted to be with Mu Qingchuan.

The hand holding the sword should never tremble, but Mo Ying felt that his hand was beginning to become unsteady.

He nodded silently, turned around slowly, and went out.

Bai Lang was the only one left in the secret room.

He looked at the corpses displayed around him, and the bloody smell from the tip of his nose seemed to be getting stronger again.

Mu Qingchuan was lying there with his last nostalgia and longing.

Lu Li lay beside him, his face covered by scars, showing no expression.

Is this the best ending for them now?

"Maybe." Bai Lang answered himself.

With death as the end point, all the sins, loves and hates will vanish in a flash.

He lit the fire pocket and ignited the secret room.

Qin Jiu was waiting impatiently outside the gate of Mu Mansion.

After finally hearing the sound of footsteps, when he looked around, he saw the sticky figures of Qin Ge and Chu Lianyu.

"Why are you two here?"

he asked angrily.

"It's all his fault, he insisted on pulling me up." Chu Lianyu complained to him.

Qin Jiu looked at the very calm Qin Ge, snorted, and didn't continue.

"Let's go." Qin Ge took Chu Lianyu's hand, wanting to lead him for a walk.Chu Lianyu glanced at Qin Jiu hastily, then quickly shook him off and said, "I'll go by myself."

Qin Jiu pretended not to see the movements of the two, and asked casually, "Where's Mo Ying? Still down there?"

"Yes." Chu Lianyu nodded, seeing Qin Jiu's sudden impatience, and hastily added, "Qin Ge has already asked him to get up."

"If he likes to kneel, let him kneel! I don't care about him." Qin Jiu gritted his teeth, "I do this for someone who doesn't know anyone, why don't I see him treat me..." He stopped annoyed.

"You..." Chu Lianyu's mind flashed, as if he had grasped something, but he couldn't believe it, "You like..."

"Shut up!" Qin Jiu interrupted him arrogantly, "Let's talk about collecting money."

Chu Lianyu was also angry, "You've fallen into Qian's eyes." He didn't care whether Qin Jiu liked Mo Ying or not, he didn't care.

"Let's go." Chu Lianyu snorted and walked forward first.Qin Ge followed behind him, but the dignified young master of Yuze Palace looked like a little follower.

"Excellence," Qin Jiu looked at the figures of the two men with disdain. Compared with himself who was waiting here alone at this time, he felt that it was really an eyesore.

The Mu Mansion was originally located in a remote place, but at this time it was even more devoid of life. Nuo Da's mansion looked more like a tomb of the living dead.

Staying here for a while, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Although the whole body is full of flowers, but thinking of what nourishment they have absorbed to produce such bright flowers, he can't wait to leave here immediately.

How did Mu Qingchuan manage to live in such an environment all day long, without feeling oppressive and terrifying, but enjoying himself instead?

This person is really strange.

Qin Jiu thought endlessly, there is also that dumb Luli, good-looking person who came to Mu Qingchuan to be a guard, and after being tortured like that, he still has no complaints or regrets, and he wants to protect Mu Qingchuan.

And Mo Ying, he is also...

"I'm sick!"

Thinking of the figure of that person who never got up, Qin Jiu yelled irritably.

Mo Ying hates it the most!

"Who's bored?"

a voice asked curiously.

Qin Jiu turned around abruptly, just in time to meet Bai Lang's gossiping face.

"Where's Mo Ying?" Qin Jiu looked behind him.

"He didn't come?" Bai Lang seemed more surprised than he was, "Lu Li wiped his neck in front of him, that blood sprayed his head and face..."

"What about Mo Ying?" Qin Jiu's face changed drastically, and he grabbed Bai Lang's hand, "How is he?"