Hibiscus Moon

Such a shame!

Bu Yue stabbed the sword behind him bitterly, but the man didn't dodge, he snorted, and hugged him tighter, his heart became more and more angry, he drew the sword, and stab again.

"Xia Yunfeng, let go!"

There was warm liquid dripping on his neck, the hands slowly loosened, and then the man chuckled: "So what if you don't let go?"

Buyue was about to make another strike, but saw his subordinates vigilantly looking in all directions, shouting "there is an assassin", some raised their swords and ran towards him, his heart skipped a beat, and he let go slowly. Xia Yunfeng no longer had the strength to imprison him, he took a few steps forward, and the man fell slowly on the snowy ground, with three black iron swords stuck in his back, stained with a few small snowflakes, still trembling slightly .

Buyue raised her head suddenly, and not far away was someone lying in a pool of blood with a sword stuck in her chest, and was overwhelmed by the crowd in a short while.

Buyue was suddenly a little confused, the sky was full of wind and snow, he looked at his injured heart, and then at Xia Yunfeng in the snow, the confusion in his eyes was even worse.

"Master." Gu Ji, who was watching the battle, came up, lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, and said solemnly, "The arrow was shot at you."

Buyue looked up, like a child, looking at him in confusion, snowflakes fell on his head and clothes, and his face turned even paler.

Gu Ji tied the cloak in his hand on him, Buyue still stared at Xia Yunfeng on the snow ground, Xia Yunfeng looked at him with a calm expression on his face: "I saved you again."

Buyue took a step back suddenly, rushed up and kicked him again, cursing: "Who wants you to block the arrow! Who wants you to save my life! Why should you decide my life and death! Hypocrite! I will never feel guilty!"

He cursed, punched and kicked, but he was still unable to vent the hatred in his heart, as if all the hatred had been burned to the extreme with the three arrows, and the hatred had reached the extreme.

There was more and more blood under Xia Yunfeng's body, his expression was still calm, he said shallowly: "I didn't want to save you at first, but I was unwilling. I saved you three times, and your life is mine. How can you be willing to be taken by others?" .”

Buyue's eyes were burning red, her nose and eyes were contorted together, her eyes were horrifying, and her eyes were tearing apart: "Who wants you to save! I beg you! You deserve it! You asked for it! I'd rather die than Saved by you! You blocked arrows for the enemy! Hahahahaha, you have a problem with your brain! I am heartless, and I will soon forget you, and continue to do evil and trouble the world, how happy and free I am! Hahahahaha! Xia Yunfeng, you died so uselessly, you deserve it!"

He turned upside down, cursing madly and chaotically, but all the hatred and unwillingness couldn't be driven away, the vast snow field was extremely quiet, only his cursing was crazy and desperate, like a mad dog barking, but he didn't know why And mad, why bark.

The snow under Xia Yunfeng's body was dyed red, and he still looked at Buyue with nostalgia, gentleness and despair, seeing how crazy and angry he was, like a demon flower that can eat people with its teeth and claws.

Finally, Buyue got tired of cursing, like a defeated rooster, drooping her head, drooping her shoulders, and lost her soul.

Xia Yunfeng asked softly: "Isn't there a little bit of tenderness?"

Buyue shook her head dejectedly, and said bitterly: "No."

Xia Yunfeng shook his head: "Ah Yue, you are the best at deceiving people." Why didn't you deceive me?

Buyue's tone slowly cooled down: "I don't lie to dead people."

After saying that, he squatted down beside Xia Yunfeng, holding the rapier that he inserted|inserted in.

"In your next life, don't be a hero anymore. Isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

As he spoke softly, he pulled his hand back, his hand was stained with blood, and a drop was splashing between his eyebrows.

The golden rapier flipped several times in his hand and turned into a golden tobacco rod again, Buyue put it into his mouth, the long-extinguished tobacco rod had no smell of smoke, only a faint smell of blood.

"Ah Yue."

Xia Yunfeng finally called him, softly, with a trill of great pain.

Buyue's face twisted again in an instant, she felt that the big hole in her chest was filled with wind and snow, she was so manic that she wanted to tear the world apart, to see what kind of bullshit this so-called world of mortals is!

He tilted his body, but didn't look back.

Before getting on his horse, a disciple pointed to Ge Yuan who was being escorted: "Master, how should he deal with it?"

Buyue looked over and was looking at Ge Yuan. That face seemed calm on the surface, but the overwhelming hatred fell into Buyue's eyes through the snowflakes all over the sky. He withdrew his gaze and said coldly: "Give him a horse." , send Xia Yunfeng's body home."

After saying that, he got on the horse, and the dark red cloak covered all his face and expressions, only to hear the indifferent voice: "If you hate me, you can come to me for revenge."

Then he waved his whip and walked away in the overwhelming snow.

As soon as Ge Yuan was let go, he ran to Xia Yunfeng's side, and carefully lifted up the dilapidated body: "Vendor Master! You have to hold on, I will definitely save you!"

Xia Yunfeng's eyes were already slack, he shook his head, his eyes looked at the direction Buyue left, and slowly became dim and gray.

This scene is so familiar, it seems that before leaving the valley, that person was also so ruthless and vicious, repaying kindness with revenge, nothing changed.

Ge Yuan fed him a pill and was about to carry him on the horse, but he shook his head: "Let me see again, the scenery here is really beautiful."

Ge Yuan said: "The devil's heart is as hard as a stone, even if you sacrificed your life for him, he will still be filled with hatred, why bother, why not let his subordinates tie him up, the owner of the villa can beat, scold and pamper him as he likes, and share the same acupuncture point after death And Mian will not end up in such a desolate and heartless situation."

The heavy snow was blown more and more violently by the wind. In the vast mountains and fields, the ends of the branches with ice crystals on both sides were blurred, the sky was gray and white, and the killings on the ground were also covered by heavy snow. In the vast white snow, the heart was clean.

"If I die, I will be buried here."

"Master!"

"Every time he passes by here, he will feel guilty." Xia Yunfeng said with some pride.

"Master, stop talking."

Xia Yunfeng didn't want to leave, so Ge ​​Yuan used the horse's luggage to prop up a small tent, wrapped his cloak around him, stopped his bleeding, and said, "I won't let you die."

After saying that, he slashed his wrist with a sword, fed some blood to Xia Yunfeng, and said: "This subordinate will take you back to Linjiang Villa, and we will settle accounts with this devil later."

Xia Yunfeng shook his head: "I won't go."

Suddenly, his gaze in the distance brightened instantly, and he smiled slightly: "I just said, the scenery here is the best."

Ge Yuan followed his gaze, and a red shadow in the vast snow field was getting closer and closer. The wind and snow swept his cloak and fluttered wildly, his black hair was blown loose in the wind, and his teeth and claws were blown away. The galloping horse beneath him was as red as a dot The flame, burning in the vast snow field, is particularly shocking.

Ge Yuan looked at the dying man beside him again, and said indifferently: "You won the bet."

Xia Yunfeng didn't speak, just watched the red spot in the distance getting closer and closer, and when he was approaching, he immediately fell into Ge Yuan's arms and pretended to be dead.

After the horsemen stood up and neighed and howled, the surroundings were quiet. After a while, Buyue's voice sounded lonely: "He's dead?"

The author has something to say:

Fill!