Jianghai Wuyue

In the evening, the cool breeze leaked in from the cracks in the masonry, and Xiao's wet forehead hair moved slightly with difficulty.The long-lost natural breath from afar made Xiao Shi who was so angry suddenly wake up, and his cloudy eyes slowly recovered.

The corners of the chapped mouth reluctantly separated slightly into a smile arc, but such an arc was quickly forced back by the endless pain all over his body.

She hadn't been blown by such a wind for a long time, it was like rain after a long drought, which made Xiao suddenly feel an unbearable throbbing.She really wanted to see the outside world again, and wanted to blow another night of cold wind under the plum tree.It's just that this can only be a hopeless luxury.Now that she is in prison, she can only breathe the cold wind freely after waiting for her death.

This kind of waiting didn't take too long. I don't know when it was, maybe when she was about to lose consciousness and returned to the chaos, the footsteps that signaled the approach of death sounded slowly and leisurely one by one.

There was a strong scent of agarwood on the tip of her nose, and she didn't even need to look to know that it should be a fearsome and powerful person who killed iron and blood.

"What? After hanging out with me for many days, you finally found out whether what I said is true?" Even though Xiao Shi can't see anything now, it doesn't prevent her from being mean and proud as always.

The person standing in front of her didn't get angry, she seemed to stand blankly in front of her for a while, her wandering eyes wandered for a long time on her face that had lost all color and former glory, and it took a long time for her to feel regretful. He sighed mockingly, "It's a pity."

She doesn't need such superior pity. To her, it's just a kind of pity that people who haven't experienced her pain are acting in order to satisfy their little kindness that wants to be praised by others.

"It's a pity to hear this from Elder Shuofeng, who has always been decisive in killing and killing, and even his own relatives can laugh and watch to die. It really makes me feel sick." Xiao raised her chin and proudly looked up at the void. In one of them, in the eye sockets without eyeballs, there are dried blood stains and some corroded and smelly muscles.It seems that there is a gloomy dark fire jumping between the two abyss-like hollows.

Shuofeng was not afraid of her resentment and shriek, it could even be said that he was used to such resentment and shriek before dying.

"Many people used to say this before they died. They said that when they never regretted it, they would live like this in the next life." Elder Shuofeng slightly raised the corners of his mouth, lifted the hem of his clothes, and served the clean ones behind him. Sitting down on the chair, without leaving Xiao's eyes for a moment, he whispered in a rare and gentle voice: "It's just that if it's like this, it will always be swallowed up at the moment when it is really about to die. The last thing left of them is untold resentment and remorse.”

"I hope you don't let me down. At the moment of death, you will also maintain such a proud and conceited demeanor."

After saying these words, there was no more sound, and soon, there was a clanging sound, carrying a disgusting smell of blood that she was familiar with.

She was hugged and placed on a smooth stone. The cold touch gave off a numb itching on her bony body.

Feng Leng, who cut off the mountain wind with an iron tool, lingered on her neck, and soon, her throat was cut open.Fresh blood gushed out of the broken throat, making a crackling gurgling sound.

Such a voice was too small, but it was as loud as thunder in her ears.She no longer had any strength to struggle, and her weak limbs could only barely struggle when the hot blood left her body. Soon the whistling wind and bright gurgling sounds in her ears seemed to be The sound of the flute in a dream usually goes far away.

She knew she was going to die, and at the end of the day when the blood was drained, she would be like the corpse that had gone cold in her hands before.

Up to now, she still has nothing to regret. If she said regret, the most regrettable thing is that she didn't really see brother Yu Shu again.

Mentioning this name, Xiao sneered self-deprecatingly in his heart, her love, probably he disdain, he hated her, hated her for disrupting his life, and made his wife feel angry about it.To him, she is mostly just a trouble that can't be shaken off after a little effort.

But even so, she still loves him, love is hopeless, love is irresistible.

At the last moment when her life was gradually coming to an end, she finally got her wish, and once again saw the elegant figure of that man on that snowy night that changed her life's destiny.

A bend hangs on the dark blue sky.The bright crescent moon, the winter plums all over the mountain are blooming in the moonlight.The snow on the mountain was followed by a gust of cold wind, and a snow-white mist floated on the ground, blowing the corners of her plain blue skirt, revealing a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.

In the plum grove, there was the sound of stepping on the snow and slowly coming towards her. The jade-white stamens, the bright red Aoxue plum blossoms, and a face that made her dream come out.

"When I saw the girl for the first time, I felt kindness in my heart. Now I'm going to the River of Forgetfulness. I don't know if the girl can come with me to cross the River of Forgetfulness."

"The little girl has been in love with the young master for a long time, since the young master is so sincere in his invitation, is there any reason not to follow?"

Her hands gently touched the wide palms extended by the man. She had tasted the texture and temperature of those palms a hundred times in the silent night.

In those smiling eyes, she smiled shyly, and the corners of her eyes and brows were her favorite girlish shyness and elegance.

The pair of beautiful women she had dreamed of were finally revealed at this moment, but soon this scene was like a dream that could be blown apart at any time, shattered by the gradually passing blood.

She stretched out her arms, wanting to grab the hands that made her feel at ease for countless nights, but these hands soon went away.

Just like the night when she was kicked out of the house, she curled up lonely and helpless under a plum tree. After really feeling that kind of warmth for a time, she quickly lost her life like a flower blown by the wind. up.

"Yu Shu...Brother Yu Shu... Xiao Yu... came to see you. Brother Yu Shu, can you wait for me?"

There was an indistinct whining sound from the blood-filled mouth. The executioner didn't care what she said. Shuo Feng, who was waiting for her to die, heard her last words, but they were just sarcasm on his lips. The corner of his lips bent slightly, and immediately there was no trace of him.

"My lord, man is dead."

"Take her to the mass grave, wrap her up in a straw mat, and throw her away."

"Yes."

The last lingering warmth on her body was quickly blown away indifferently.The tenderness of the man she had worked so hard to find in her life, in the end, she only got in exchange for the nothingness of heartache and hardship she was looking for.