my love

She screamed sadly and indignantly, she called Zhu Minzhi's name, her father died, Zhu Minzhi died, they all died, and she was alone in this world again, just like it was a long time ago, gone The people of the clan are gone.

The cold wind blew away the teardrops that slid down her cheeks, they were so crystal clear, just like her bright eyes when he first saw her.

Under Duanmu Zongli's robe bordered with dragon patterns, the bright red blood smeared on the snow and condensed into ice in an instant.

Mu Yunsheng raised his head angrily, and he stood silently with his hands behind his back, still looking the same, in order to stabilize his position by any means, he was cold and quiet, ruthless and ruthless!

It was he who forced Zhu Rongzhi to death, and he also forced Zhu Minzhi to death. He didn't have blood on his hands, but he killed all the people around him who were kind to him. It was the same in the previous life, and it is the same in this life.

Duanmu Zongli looked at her quietly, and in her eyes was the determination he was most familiar with. By the Luochuan Lake, her last eyes were so sad and angry. After a long silence, he tried to call her: "Yu Mo, you're awake?"

"Yes, I woke up, but you haven't changed at all." Resolutely picked up the long sword from Zhu Minzhi's hand, and said sadly: "Fuyi, you really linger."

Duanmu Zongli's eyes darkened, lowered his eyes to suppress his pain, and said coldly: "Do you hate me so much?"

Mu Yunsheng pointed his sword at him, and without saying a word, he clenched his teeth secretly, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and finally stabbed Duanmu Zongli's chest with his heart closed and his eyes closed.

The cold wind roared past her ears, turning a thousand times.

The hand holding the sword became heavier, she closed her eyes and didn't want to see the expression on his face, she was afraid that her heart would soften and she would forget about the eternal hatred.

He is always like that, just a casual expression is enough to make him throw up his armor.

She knew that with his martial arts, her sword was useless, even so, she would use this sword to tell him that the hatred of the past life and the hatred of this life were separated between her and him.

The jade feather sword is cast by cold iron, and the gold is broken like mud.

He didn't dare to move rashly, and he didn't want to avoid it, even though the jade feather sword was getting closer and closer, everything 800 years ago came to mind in an instant.

As long as it can eliminate your hatred, even if I give my life in exchange, I will be happy for it.

The sharp sword pierced through the deep purple brocade robe and passed through the chest. Duanmu Zongli swayed slightly, barely standing still, the blood on his chest bloomed layer by layer like poppy flowers, tragic and hopeless.

Mu Yunsheng opened his eyes suddenly, let go of the hand holding the hilt in panic, and the Yuling sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

She looked at him in disbelief, why didn't he hide?He obviously, obviously can avoid it.

Her hands were trembling, her eyes were full of fear and fear, her eyes were blurred by silent tears, and she murmured tremblingly: "Why don't you hide? Why don't you hide?"

He laughed. It turned out that even if there was hatred, she still cared about him so much, but she never really understood him, her smile was like coptis, and she was deeply saddened.

His star-like eyes gradually dimmed, and he tried to say: "Yun Sheng, in the past and present, you have never tried to understand me."

The colic pierced into the lungs like ice blades, and boundless fear and anxiety surged up. It seemed that something important was slowly passing away, and he retreated hastily. Only his slowly collapsing figure remained in the dark eyes.

The tall and slender body half-kneeled on the ground, his lips were tightly closed, his consciousness gradually faded away, and the bewitching blood red dripped from his body into the pale snow.

He put one hand on the ground, at the last moment of coma, he looked up at her, with a desolate smile on his lips, Yu Mo, don't hate me anymore, please, don't hate me.

The changes in the courtyard have already alarmed the imperial guards and Feiyu Shiliuqi, who rushed over one after another. Their lord, their god of war, was willing to accept the sword of Mu Yunsheng regardless of his life. All the generals couldn't help being terrified and panicked for a while.

Seeing that Duanmu Zongli was so seriously injured, Ling Qiu couldn't bear the rage, he snarled, his body was as fast as a rabbit, and he slapped Mu Yunsheng's left shoulder with his palm, but Liu Chengshu was a step too late to stop him, there was a loud noise, sharp and fierce The force of his palm knocked Mu Yunsheng more than two feet away, falling to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Ling Qiu didn't pay any attention to her, and immediately led the flying feather cavalry to check Duanmu Zongli's injury. The long sword pierced through his body, and his life was in danger.

They didn't dare to draw their swords rashly, they fed him a life extension pill, and immediately ordered someone to call for an imperial doctor, and quickly moved Duanmu Zongli into the room.

Liu Chengshu was in a dilemma, he was worried about Duanmu Zongli but also worried about Mu Yunsheng. He saw that all the generals in Qiandi were going to take care of the Holy Majesty, but Mu Yunsheng couldn't leave him alone.He didn't know what happened between the Holy One and Yun Sheng, it was a life-and-death situation.

Sighing, he supported Mu Yunsheng who was barely struggling to stand up, and said, "Why are you so confused? You actually assassinated His Majesty? Can't you see His Majesty's feelings for you?"

The blood in his chest was surging, his throat was slightly sweet, he forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with tears, and he tried hard to make no ripples in his voice, and asked, "Assassination of the emperor, what should I do?"

As soon as Liu Chengshu woke up, he hurriedly said: "I'll send you out to avoid it first, so as not to trouble you by Yushitai and the Ministry of Punishment. When His Majesty wakes up, maybe he won't pursue it."

Mu Yunsheng seriously injured Duanmu Zongli, his heart was filled with bitterness and grief, he felt that death would be nothing, bit his lips and said: "Such a serious crime, there is no way to avoid it, besides, I never thought about getting rid of the crime, You lead me to the punishment department."

Barely supporting himself, he turned around and walked along the winding corridor, staggering through several courtyard gates in the hidden mansion, and walked towards the main gate.

Liu Chengshu was in chaos for a while, he didn't know what to do, so he had to follow behind her to take care of her.

In Wenyang Wang Qiandi, a Taoist priest stood solemnly in front of the door. The guards were surprised and suspicious when they saw that he looked like a fairy, calm and arrogant, but Qiandi was not an ordinary mansion after all, and no one could peep at him at will.

A guard took a few steps forward and said: "Wenyang Qiandi, idlers are not allowed to approach, please go away quickly."

The Taoist frowned, flicked the whisk in his hands, and his face was full of inscrutability: "The poor Taoist is watching the sky at night, and the Ziwei star is dim and dim. It is estimated that His Majesty must be in trouble. Please give way quickly, and the poor Taoist may save His Majesty." in danger."

The imperial guards were taken aback by him, they had heard a little bit about what happened in the courtyard just now, and now they didn't know whether to believe or not to believe this old way, they couldn't help looking at each other, hesitating.

The old Taoist turned his eyes slightly, saw Mu Yunsheng coming out, brushed off some snowflakes on the Taoist robe, raised his eyebrows and smiled, chanted the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, cupped his hands and said: "Girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, look at you are thin many."

Mu Yunsheng glanced at him, and said weakly: "Mao Daxian, how dare you beat the autumn wind to the emperor's hidden residence?"

"How dare you be poor!" Knowing that what she was referring to was the marriage of the girls, Mao Daxian showed a slight embarrassment on his face: "It's about your Majesty's life and death, and the fate of the great Chu country. I don't dare to play tricks."

This old way of acting is completely unreasonable, good and evil are indistinguishable, Mu Yunsheng didn't want to talk to him, and went straight down the steps.

Mao Daxian stared at Mu Yunsheng, seeing the vicissitudes of the world thoroughly, and said slowly: "A thought is caused by a thought, and a thought is extinguished, and a thought is determined to be the most piercing. The girl's revenge has been avenged, have you let go of it at this moment? "

Her heart trembled, she stopped walking, tears were streaming down her eyelashes, when she thought of Duanmu Zongli's death, her heart ached so badly, her body seemed to be divided, and the pain spread to all internal organs, that is impossible to love I can't hate the pain, how to let go.

"Mao Daxian" sighed: "Girl, if you can see right from wrong, right from wrong, life and death from good to evil, it will be much easier to be a human being." Then he turned to Liu Chengshu and said, "Please general lead the way, Your Majesty is at stake, no delay."

Liu Chengshu was startled suddenly, his brows were full of anxiety, and he looked sideways at Mu Yunsheng. She was also pale at the moment. Although she hated him very much, she never thought of taking his life from the beginning to the end.

It is useless to regret now, I only hope that this Taoist is really a master of Taoism, thinking of this, he can't care about other things, he hastily bowed down, and said sadly: "Please save him, Taoist priest."

Mao Daxian stretched out his hand to help, and said: "Young lady, please don't perform such a big gift, this is why I came here today."

Liu Chengshu hurriedly raised his hand and said: "Prince Daoist, please follow me." After a pause, he said to Mu Yunsheng: "Just wait for me."

Mu Yunsheng closed his eyes and remained silent, while Liu Chengshu stomped his feet helplessly, and hurriedly led "Mao Daxian" into the mansion.

A snowflake fell on the tip of the nose and turned into water.

It began to snow again, the boundless cold and boundless blankness, looking back sadly, waking up from the dream is still icy cold to the bone.

I thought for a while, it has been 800 years, why is the memory of the previous life still so clear?

Duanmu Zongli, no, Fuyi, what has he experienced?

Fuyi, Fuyi, the sound of his name cut her like a knife, and it hurts once to say it once, and it hurts to say it a hundred times.

Mu Yunsheng's sword pierced straight into the heart, the imperial doctors were unable to recover, and Duanmu Zongli almost lost his soul.Ling Qiu only hated that he showed mercy to Mu Yunsheng just now and didn't kill her on the spot.

He has been with Duanmu Zongli since he was a child, and his affection is extremely deep. The sixteen Golden Feather Knights are all poor orphans who are looked down upon by others. It was Duanmu Zongli who brought them back to the Golden Feather Army to train them. He is the God of War in their hearts. , It is faith, he is omnipotent, but it is such a woman, the woman he treats with heart, stabs the sword into his chest mercilessly, will he regret it?Will you feel wronged?

When Liu Chengshu came in with "Mao Daxian", all the imperial doctors knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and apologized to Duanmu Zongli who was lying on the bed in grief.

"Mao Daxian" drove all the people out of the dormitory without any explanation, closed the door and neither prescribed nor took any medicine, only saw that the light in the room flickered occasionally, and the generals outside the door were worried and did not dare to go in to disturb them until they arrived. At noon on the second day, "Mao Daxian" ordered them to bring some clean water into the room through the door, so that Qiu was able to enter the bedroom and see Duanmu Zongli.

At this moment, his face had some color, and his breathing was extremely steady, which made Qiu couldn't help wondering how this old man cured His Majesty, but fortunately, he was well-informed and understood that this Mao Daxian must be extraordinary The person who served the emperor who was still in a coma drank some water and wanted to retreat.

"Mao Daxian" was a little out of breath, he calmed his breath to wake him up, and said: "Although your majesty is no longer in danger of life, but your body is weak and injured, and you will not be able to wake up within ten days, remember to serve your majesty well, don't be careless."

Although puzzled, as long as Duanmu Zongli's life is safe, it doesn't matter even if he sleeps for ten days and half a month. He clasped his fists and replied: "Thank you, Daoist, I will definitely not let His Majesty make any mistakes. Dare to Dare to ask about the long name, where is Xianju? When His Majesty wakes up and asks, I won’t be ignorant.”

"Mao Daxian" laughed loudly: "It seems that the general doesn't believe in poverty and is just a charlatan who calculates marriage."

Ling Qiu gave a deep bow, "Mao Daxian" said with a smile, "Your Majesty has a clear mind, the general doesn't need to ask any more questions." He straightened his robes and floated out of the bedroom with a whisk in his hand.

Mu Yunsheng had been guarding outside the hidden mansion all night, no matter who tried to persuade her, it would be useless. Liu Chengshu was afraid that she would get sick from the cold, so he put a big cloak on her and ordered a basin of charcoal fire to be placed in front of her. In the extremely cold weather, water turns into ice, and this pot of charcoal fire is only slightly warmed by a cold wind.

Seeing "Mao Daxian" walking out of the hidden mansion at this moment, Mu Yunsheng was unavoidably nervous, so he hurriedly went forward, gave a salute, and asked, "Dare to ask, is Your Majesty all right?"

"Mao Daxian" replied: "Miss, please rest assured, Your Majesty will wake up in a few days."

The heavy stone in Mu Yunsheng's heart fell, and he let go of the breath he was holding on for, and his body was a little unsteady, and he murmured: "I know he won't die so easily."

"Mao Daxian" said: "Your Majesty has the body of a true dragon, the only one in this world who can kill him is the girl. Now that His Majesty's life is safe, would the girl want to see him?"

Mu Yunsheng smiled sadly and said, "Now that everything is gone, what's the difference between seeing and not seeing?"

"Mao Daxian" shook his head and sighed: "Miss, you know that when you committed suicide back then, how much painstaking effort did Great Yin King make to reincarnate the girl?"

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