Wei Hongyan took a deep breath again, swallowed a burst of salty taste, held back the breath in her heart, smiled with difficulty, and said intermittently: "Hongyan's fate is bad, if it hadn't been for this, even...even if she would grow old in this life, I'm afraid...I'm afraid It is also a life of sorrow and suffering. Such an ending... Although I am not willing to accept it, but... I can meet Daxia Mu, which can be regarded as a beauty in this life... I am lucky in this life and have no regrets. At least I see hope..."
From Wei Hongyan's words, Mu Lingtian seemed to hear something, and then asked: "Miss Wei, is there anything I can help you with?"
Wei Hongyan looked up at the sky and shook her head gently, seemingly lost in memories, her eyes filled with endless sadness.
Suddenly Wei Hongyan frowned, with a painful look on her face, and said with difficulty: "I...die...the grudge is over...Thank you...Master Mu!"
After the words fell, Wei Hongyan slowly closed her eyes with her own hatred, and her delicate hands fell from Mingyu's arms...
[The beautiful oriole in Lankai Ridge goes back and forth, the night rain stops and the wind passes through the manor. The remaining leaf is full of tears, and it lives with hatred for another ten years. In the boudoir, I wipe my tears and complain. I only blame my daughter for being a beauty. The hatred is deep and deep, and finally Obsession leads to death]
"Miss Wei!" Mingyu shook Wei Hongyan lightly. Unable to accept the reality, she shouted in a panic and couldn't help crying.
I didn't kill Boren, but Boren's guilt for his death caused confusion in Mu Lingtian's mind. Mu Lingtian never expected that he could reject Wei Hongyan thousands of miles away and still harm Wei Hongyan. Mu Lingtian felt even more disgusted with Jianghu, and a cold light gradually appeared in his sad eyes. It seemed to be a kind of contempt for Jianghu, and it seemed to be a contempt for life.
Mu Lingtian did not speak. Although he was sad in his heart, he did not cry. He choked and stood up with the long sword in his hand. Huo Lei was seriously injured just now. At this moment, Mu Lingtian's heart was filled with depression, and his blood was floating. , couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Such a severe internal injury affected the six-needle sealing point, and Mu Lingtian's chest felt as uncomfortable as a thousand arrows piercing his heart. He grabbed the clothes on his chest with his right hand and frowned tightly, but there was something in Mu Lingtian's deep eyes. There was no pain at all, only those eyes in the rainy night.
When Mingyu saw Mu Lingtian spurting out blood, she immediately panicked. She quickly put down Wei Hongyan in her arms, stood up, and asked anxiously and worriedly: "Are you okay? Don't scare me! You are too reckless, that's fire." Lei, you are not afraid of being blown into ashes."
Mu Lingtian shook his head, and in a low voice, gritted his teeth and replied: "I'm fine! You... tidy up for Miss Wei!"
After saying that, Mu Lingtian turned and walked towards the vegetable field on the side, sat down cross-legged, put the long sword in his hand beside him, condensed a cold air in both palms, slowly raised it, and adjusted his breath with luck.
Mingyu knew that Mu Lingtian was injured, and also knew that Mu Lingtian was sad in his heart. He watched Mu Lingtian leave, looked down at Wei Hongyan, frowned deeply, sobbed sadly, squatted down, and blamed himself. Said: "I'm sorry, Miss Wei, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, maybe it wouldn't be like this!"
Mu Lingtian was adjusting his breathing in the vegetable field, while Mingyu cleaned up Wei Hongyan and changed into clean clothes.
The scorching sun gradually became gentle, and the mountain col was surprisingly quiet. Even the gentle evening breeze seemed to be weeping. The afterglow of the setting sun slowly moved towards the top of the mountain, like a layer of gauze, draped from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. It was very beautiful.
Under a green shade, there is a shallow mound and a smooth piece of wood, with "The Tomb of Wei Hongyan" roughly carved on it.
Mu Lingtian and Mingyu stood in front of the tomb, silent for a long time, filled with sadness in their hearts. Until the ray of sunlight through the woods gradually moved towards the mountain, Mu Lingtian sighed softly and said coldly: " Let’s go!”
There were two shallow tears on Mingyu's cheeks. Hearing Mu Lingtian's words, she sobbed softly. Looking at Wei Hongyan's grave, she said guiltily: "Miss Wei... rest in peace... I'll see you later!" "
Mu Lingtian and Mingyu slowly left. Not far down the hill from Wei Hongyan's tomb was the resting place of the innocent villagers. Mu Lingtian and Mingyu filled it with soil and built a tomb. Unnamed monument.
In front of the cemetery, Mu Lingtian stopped and glanced at these innocent villagers who died in vain. He couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand. The murderous look in his eyes seemed to be the reaper of life!
With a slight gasp, Mu Lingtian didn't say anything. He just looked up at the sky in the distance. He seemed to be determined by something in his heart. Then he moved his steps and continued walking down the mountain.
Mingyu didn't ask any more questions. He glanced at the villagers' graveyard, leaned over slightly to salute, and then left with Mu Lingtian.
Mu Lingtian and Mingyu did not stop after going down the mountain. They rode a horse together and walked slowly towards Licheng.
What happened to Wei Hongyan this time was a wake-up call for Mu Lingtian. If Wei Hongyan was like this, what should Mu Lingfeng do when she was in Ye Xun's hands? What to do with Ran Su and Lu Suixing in the hands of the sky? What should Luoxue and Su Yurong do in Xuanmen's hands? Whether he could really rescue them made Mu Lingtian a little more worried, but at the same time, it also made Mu Lingtian make a decision. Since he was not sure, there was nothing to hesitate, so he might as well give it a try.
Next, Mu Lingtian plans to go to Phoenix Villa as planned to find out part of the truth about that year. And from now on, Mu Lingtian has no intention of hiding his strength. He will no longer be merciful to these killers. Mu Lingtian's heart Kindness began to disappear, and all that was left was the word killing.
On the branches of the moon, the faint moonlight enveloped the woods, like a layer of gauze, hazy and ethereal.
A fire lit up a small world. Mu Lingtian and Mingyu sat beside the fire and enjoyed a game dinner.
Luoxue had said at the beginning that Mingyu's identity was not trivial, so the forces behind Mingyu must not be simple, otherwise there would not be so many forces in the world who would avoid making grudges with him, and Mingyu was so close to him, it was extremely possible Maybe it's because the forces behind Mingyu are also on the same journey as him, which is why Mu Lingtian agreed to follow Mingyu.
However, what happened to Wei Hongyan had a big impact on Mu Lingtian, and Mu Lingtian had to re-examine everything around him. Although Mu Lingtian knew that Mingyu's identity was not simple, he also knew that with Mingyu's character, he should not treat him badly. There was a threat, but thinking of the demon at that time and thinking of Wei Hongyan today, Mu Lingtian couldn't help but start to worry about Mingyu's safety. No matter how special Mingyu's identity is, even if there is no immediate danger, if something happens Unless necessary, the other party will probably not care.
