【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

He recognized Zhao Shu, even though his face ruined that voice, he still remembered it, soft and gentle forever.

After staring at this person for a long time, no more tears could fall from the dry eye sockets.

Wu Yuan opened his mouth: "I miss you..."

His voice was still dry and hoarse, and it hurt people's eardrums.

The red plums in the courtyard are in full bloom, carrying frost and snow swaying in the cold wind.

Zhao Shu laughed and wept, she couldn't care less and ran towards Wu Yuan.

The broken feet staggered forward, Zhao Shu didn't run fast, but her steps didn't stop.

Finally see Wu Lang, I have no regrets in this life.

The crimson is like a flame, rushing to the spring breeze in March, and the wind blows to make the love last forever.

Wu Yuan opened his arms and walked towards Zhao Shu.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Touching the corner of her clothes with her fingertips, she wanted to hug him, but Zhao Shu's whole body was shaken, and her footsteps froze.

The flame will die, leaving only embers...

Holding the scissors in his hand, Wu Shan suddenly pierced Zhao Shu's heart behind him.

His eyes are gloomy, and his smile is crazy:

"Bitch! If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

Zhao Shu fell to the ground with a thud, Wu Yuan's eyes trembled, and he wanted to hug this person, but his stiff body couldn't bend.

Only one step away, the two had to embrace each other.

Zhao Shu's eyes were full of tears, frost and snow were reflected in them, and there was still a boy's face.

The crimson stretches on the snow, and the flying snow blows down the red plums, and the petals are falling.

Lin Wanjiang stood up suddenly, but was stopped by Duan Juechen when she was about to rush out.

He whispered: "It's too late."

If this person really died from this pair of scissors, even if he turned into a ghost, he could be killed by this thing again.

Lin Wanjiang struggled so hard that ice crystals almost fell from the corners of her reddened eyes.

Knowing that Zhao Shu was about to be wiped out, he slumped and sat on the ground.

He hugged himself helplessly, couldn't bear to look and lowered his head.

My mind was so confused that I even forgot the original intention of coming here.

He obviously came to kill Xie Chong, but now he has a heart of compassion.

Wu Shan will not live long after being so injured, and Zhao Shu's revenge has been avenged.

He should have followed Wu Yuan into reincarnation, if the crime didn't end there, why should he be wiped out?

Lin Wanjiang lowered her eyes and said nothing, and the ice crystals slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Zhao Shu's physical body gradually dissipated, and the vast snowy night turned into a sky full of flowers.

Wu Yuan looked towards the sky, raised his hand to hold the petals, the red plums were the same color as the wedding dress.

He closed his eyes and kissed the petals lightly, his eyes were unable to shed tears, and the blood in his heart flowed like a river.

Lin Wanjiang wiped the end of his eyes lightly, waiting for him to raise his eyes and the world changed color.

The last memory turned into an illusion, telling others where the grievances come from.

It turned out that Zhao Shu in the wedding room was still alive, and for some reason she was obsessed with holding on to her breath.

The pain was unbearable all over her body, Zhao Shu gritted her teeth and climbed out of the wedding room step by step.

He knew that he was going to die, and he just wanted to see Wu Yuan at the last moment.

Death is also liberating, with a smile on his face, thinking that he will sleep forever in the same cave with her husband.

The wooden stairs creaked, and Zhao Shu climbed slowly, leaving long bloodstains behind her.

A figure appeared behind him, walking quietly along the blood trail.

Wu Shan's eyes were gloomy, looking at Zhao Shu not far away, hesitating.

He saw what these people did tonight. He thought about stopping them, but he just watched them coldly.

He could no longer control his three sons, but he knew that Zhao Shu could not stay.

He was afraid that it would spread.

The Wu family married a male daughter-in-law, and they were ashamed to say it. If others knew that the third son of his family was a man, the entire Honglouzhai Wu family would lose face.

Seeing Zhao Shu climbed into the mourning hall, her bruised arms were holding on to the coffin, trying to get up.

Wu Shan's eyes turned cold, and he finally made up his mind.

He stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Shu's hair, and pinned him to the ground.

He pulled out the pair of golden scissors and stuck them hard in his neck.

Seeing him struggling, Wu Shan closed his eyes and turned his heart, and hit the neck again and again until the mourning hall was filled with blood.

When he was sure that Zhao Shu was dead, he hurriedly carried the body on his back and hurried into the wedding room.

I wanted to put Zhao Shu back to her original appearance, but the wound on her neck was too big and her neck was bent out of shape.

Wu Shan was so flustered that he could only insert the scissors in the original place...

The illusion came to an abrupt end, the blizzard turned sharply, the red plums in the courtyard couldn't bear it, and the flower branches burst suddenly.

Zhao Shu finally died, and no one in the red building was innocent.

Looking at the red plums bent by the snowstorm in the yard, Lin Wanjiang said calmly:

"The illusion is about to dissipate."

Zhao Shu, who trapped them, was gone. As long as the snow stopped at dawn, her spiritual power would recover.

Duan Juechen didn't answer, just looked at him, and slowly opened his palm.

A spirit-locking talisman suddenly appeared, lying in the young man's palm and flickering with faint light.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled: "Zhao Shu's soul!"

Duan Juechen smiled and whispered: "Help him reincarnate."

Yubi kept looking at Lin Wanjiang, just waiting for this person to praise him.

Lin Wanjiang's expression was complicated, he didn't praise but asked, "Did you touch his soul?"

Duan Juechen's eyes were dark, and his face was still puzzled: "Can't you touch it?"

Lin Wanjiang gritted her teeth, and hastily reached out to test Duan Juechen's temperature.

He knew that Zhao Shu's blood was untouchable, but he was not sure if the spirit could touch it.

Pressing the cold back of his hand against his forehead, Duan Juechen remained silent, just staring at him blankly.

"what!!!"

When the two looked at each other, they suddenly heard a roar, like a raging wild beast with dying sorrow.

The tall body suddenly knelt down, and Wu Yuan stiffly held up the blood-stained frost flower.

It melted in the hand, and the blood flowed between the fingers, gradually disappearing.

Wu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the petals all over the sky suddenly turned into dots, which would disperse in the wind.

"what!!!"

The roar sounded in his ears, and Wu Yuan completely collapsed.

A black mist like thick ink was formed around the body, and the wind howled in an instant, and the cloudy air shook the sky.

Lin Wanjiang's spine shivered, and he looked at Duan Juechen in a panic.

Duan Juechen didn't say a word, just shook the spirit lock in his hand.

Zhao Shu's soul has been sealed by him, and the petals that her spirit body turned into will also completely dissipate.

Lin Wanjiang clenched his fists, Duan Juechen was not to blame for this, but they got into trouble.

Hearing the roar in their ears, they got closer and closer, the two looked at each other, and both swords were unsheathed at the same time.

Fortunately, the spiritual power is gradually restored, and it can last until dawn.

Wu Yuan was completely insane, his empty eyes were red.

As the three of them fought, the sound of blades continued, and the light of swords flew in all directions, and the clothes and sleeves were flying, rolling up jade sand all over the sky.

Suddenly, the gust of wind howled, and the evil wind blew up under the feet, and the world changed in an instant.

A mahogany coffin flew out of the distance, and with a bang, the two were trapped inside.

There was darkness in front of him, and Lin Wanjiang panicked, and suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

The inside of the coffin was narrow, Duan Juechen let him lie on his body, patted his back to comfort him:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Lin Wanjiang froze in fright.

Just as he was about to struggle, he suddenly heard screams from outside the coffin.

Duan Juechen sneered: "Wu Shan is still outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly stroked Lin Wanjiang's clothes.

As soon as he let go, his fingers were stained with blood.

Lin Wanjiang didn't answer, but said coldly, "Let go."

A low laugh came from his ear, and Duan Juechen whispered, "Don't let go."

I will not let go in this life.

Feeling that this person was a little hot, Lin Wanjiang's heart beat violently, and he struggled a few times to no avail.

He hadn't recovered his spiritual power yet, so he could never defeat this man with strength alone.

Seeing that Lin Wanjiang was silent, Duan Juechen said again:

"Brother, don't be impatient. We can go out after dawn."

His voice was calm, as if he didn't know what was wrong with him...