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Hua Zonggu stood on the shore and watched Hua Feiqing's figure disappear, just like when he sent Hua Feiqing to retreat back then, they could not go the same way after all.

Hua Zonggu touched Kunling on his arm, but he didn't untie it. Hua Feiqing treated him differently, but how long could this difference last?

"……I am back."

Hua Zanggu knelt down on both knees and kowtowed three times facing the direction of Jiuyou Terrace. Some things are irreparable and even more irreparable. He will not hesitate to do what should be done. He does not expect to be forgiven. He just wants that person to be forgiven. be redeemed.

There is a sea of ​​flowers in Jiuyou Terrace, the flower season is unbeatable all year round, and the beauty is beautiful, but it is also a dangerous and forbidden place. There are countless man-eating vines scattered under the sea of ​​flowers. wait to die.

"Who are you?" In the sea of ​​flowers, Hua Wenhai, whose eyes are covered with white silk, holds the bouquet and looks at the bones. Although he can't see, his hearing is far superior to that of ordinary people, which is a blessing in disguise.

Hua Zonggu watched from a distance, and touched his eyeballs with his fingers through the eyelids, thinking absurdly that it would be nice if his body was still there, and his own eyes were the most suitable for Hua Wenhai.

"The poor man who misses the old man." Hua Biangu's words are not false at all. The so-called poor man must have something to hate. It is not without reason that he was called a demon and scolded by thousands of people. At least the sins stained on his hands It's true that heaven and earth are intolerable, even if it's a blow to the bones, it won't relieve the hatred. The above is Hua Zungu's summary of his past life. His reason will always control everything, so he can't accept that kind of truth.

"This is not where you should come, go back." Hua Wenhai leaned over to pick up the flowers, and in a flash, the vines that had been avoiding him entangled him, Hua Zanggu's face changed drastically, and when he stepped into the sea of ​​flowers, he forgot The owner of this body is Gu Wenyuan, not a flower burial bone that is invulnerable to all poisons.

"Seventeen, is that you?" A voice rang in his ears, Hua Wenhai stood there with a compassionate expression, letting the vines wrap around his body and suck his blood, "Stop! Stop! You can't hurt His, he is—" Hua Zanggu struggled to move forward, shouting loudly, but the voice stopped suddenly, as if cut off by a knife, he looked at Hua Wenhai covered in blood and shook his head , and then was swallowed by the vines, the last sound was what he didn't finish

"Seventeen, I—"

"Stop!" Hua Bun Gu rushed over like crazy, tearing the vines with his hands, he yelled loudly, but no one answered him, his body was also torn apart, the soul and body were not well integrated, If you leave, you will lose your soul.

"Burning bone, you—" Hua Feiqing's disappointed eyes shook Hua Binggu's whole body, the unfinished words were clear, Hua Binggu suddenly laughed out loud, a shattered blue light glowed all over his body, his soul was collapsing , but Hua Feiqing didn't know, neither Quan Ye nor Han Ling who came late, all of a sudden, the sound of the zither and the sword burst out, Hua Feiqing was the first to bear the brunt, and the sorrow in the palm pierced through Hua's heart, all this happened too quickly Quick, catch people off guard.

"You always come so late..." Hua Binggu's laughter turned into a choked sob. He reached out and hugged Hua Feiqing's waist, and after a short pause, he pushed the person out of the sea of ​​flowers. Xue Huai smiled wryly, opened his mouth and silently begged, he can't die here, he couldn't die in front of Hua Feiqing before.

"Meow!" A white cat sprang out from behind Xue Huai, and the entire sea of ​​flowers was already a big formation at this moment. The moment the white light rose, Hua Zonggu felt someone hugging him from behind, covering his eyes and whispering softly in his ears. While saying, "Seventeen is not afraid, ask the sea to protect you."

When Hua Feiqing woke up in a daze, only Hua Wenhai was lying there in the sea of ​​flowers, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.There was no one else around. He remembered that Xue Huai took away the bodies of Mao and Gu Li, but he didn't hear what Xue Huai said clearly. Quan Ye and Han Ling didn't seem to find anything. They took people away and they also came Say goodbye to him.

"Burn bones..." Hua Feiqing suddenly slapped himself on the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, what the hell did he do!

"Feiqing? Is it you?" Hua Wenhai's weak voice made Hua Feiqing wake up. Now is not the time to question the crime. The most important thing is to see Wenhai's injury first.

"Wenhai, are you still able to hold on? I'll take you back to Jiuyou Pavilion to heal your wounds." Hua Feiqing said as she walked up to Hua Wenhai, and looked at the vines left on Hua Wenhai's body, as if she had been slapped in the head. He was wrong!

"...Okay..." The restless Hua Feiqing didn't pay attention to Hua Wenhai's hesitation, he helped Hua Wenhai and walked out numbly.

"Except for the three of you and me, no one else should know what happened today." Xue Huai hugged the white cat, and Gu Wenyuan's body was put into the Qiankun Sleeve by him. He was dealing with the aftermath after he had achieved his goal.

"Is he really not Seventeen?" Han Ling asked uncertainly. Like Quan Ye, he was doing it for his own family, to avoid revenge from Jiuyou Pavilion, and to cut off his wings first, but Xue Huai could somewhat believe it. ?Han Ling didn't know, maybe he just wanted to find an excuse to make himself feel at ease.

"Seventeen's body is still there, how could he take away others?" Xue Huai stroked the white cat in his arms without changing his expression.

"We know what to do, so you don't have to worry about Fushou." Disgust flashed in Quan Ye's eyes, he took three steps back and turned to the resting place of the disciples, the Fuyu in his hand trembled slightly, but it was powerless to stop the massacre that was about to happen.

"It's so good, goodbye!" Xue Huai carried the white cat onto the boat. Before leaving, he picked up the roast chicken that Hua Feiqing had thrown away. It was wrapped in lotus leaves and it was still warm. He would definitely be hungry when he woke up. Well, Xue Huai rubbed the white cat's head with a smile, looked up again, his eyes were dark, it was his wrong move, did not expect that Hua Zangying would take Hua Wenhai, this is really a big trouble .

"Look, I said that one day you will beg me like I beg you, isn't it amazing." Xue Huai hugged the white cat and said to himself, his thoughts drifted back to the long time ago, when the He was just a little beggar wandering on the street...

"Please, save him, please, save him, I beg you..." The little beggar in tattered clothes will lie on the frozen ground, his knees are numb from the cold, his small face Turned purple from the cold, he hugged the already stiff corpse and repeatedly begged those who came and went. No one would care about his life or death, let alone help him with dirty hands. Maybe he would also be frozen in the near future. died.

"Please beg me, I'll save you, okay?" Just when the little beggar was in despair, a young man stretched out his hand to him and asked him to beg him seriously. At that time, the little beggar wanted him to live, and always One day he will make this man beg him to save him too.

Xue Huai sneered, who would have thought that the current Bamen Fushou had such an unbearable past, he looked down at the white cat in his arms, and smiled, everything is not important now, what he wanted has already been obtained.