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Brother Little Bird is a mortal story.

The words were flat, the words were flat, Qin Yu could almost imagine that Fang Yourong was as indifferent and cold as before when he was dying, and told this story briefly.

She said that in the past, a secular country, a court, there was a royal historian who was upright and political, and impeached the prince of the dynasty under pressure, and was exterminated as a result, and the female dependents were either exiled for three thousand years as a frontier official prostitute, or did not enter the brothel under the official office, this official offended a lot of people, and his wife and daughter were submerged into the brothel of the capital. Mrs. Yanguan thought for her daughter for the long term, endured it for five years, and finally on the night when her daughter was called a young prostitute for five years and was sold by a brothel, she made a plan, so that she usually attracted a master of the rivers and lakes who was waiting for her to escape with her daughter. ”

Brother Little Bird paused when he said this.

Maybe Fang Yourong also paused at that time.

That night, the girl stood outside the Qinglou and saw a fire burning in the courtyard where her mother was, and the fire seemed to illuminate the entire capital. ”

When Qin Yu heard this, his fingertips curled and asked, "Later, she." ”

As a mother, think for the long-term of your daughter, it doesn't matter what it takes.

But there is no doubt about death.

A fire that burned away all the squalor and humiliation she had endured over the years.

"That Jianghu man was a killer, and that night, after taking people out of the brothel, it was also on that night that he tried to violate the girl. ”

Qin Yu frowned.

Brother Little Bird lowered his head, and his voice was cold.

But when he was careless, he died of a hairpin. ”

"The girl's mother gave her a hairpin so that she could kill this man. ”

probably saw through the other party's covetousness for his daughter.

"The girl killed someone and was supposed to wander in the world, but she was targeted by the killer organization of the Jianghu people, and she took a fancy to her, either die or become the next attacker, she chose the latter. ”

Later, after various trainings, she killed many people, and became stronger and stronger, so strong that she entered the homes of hundreds of officials and destroyed them one by one, strong enough to enter the imperial palace, and even assassinated the king, she single-handedly spent three years killing all the enemies, of course, she also disobeyed the orders of the organization and was assassinated by the organization. ”

She fled for a long time, and finally became a wing in the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, and turned around to pick up the organization. ”

"But there is no end to the sea of suffering in the world, there are endless grievances and hatreds, and there is still someone behind this organization, a cultivator. ”

"As soon as the practitioner made a move, he broke her veins, seriously injured her, and was about to kill her..."

The jade pendant in Qin Yu's hand flipped to one side.

And then what?

Another cultivator rescued her and brought her into another world, where the sky was white with snow and the fairy mist was green, and from then on she was far from the filth of the world. ”

Brother Little Bird looked at Qin Yu, his gaze was a little soft.

Qin Yu thought for a moment and said, "That person may be my master." ”

No wonder, no wonder she has such an attitude towards Lone Dust.

No wonder, no wonder she was so indulgent and protected herself.

This is cause and effect, and it is also Fang Yourong's explanation of the beginning and end of his life.

She ate fireworks in Zhong Mingding, entered the red dust of the world, lived in purgatory without being strong, and made wine in the cold on the top of the snow cliff.

In the end, he died here to repay his kindness.

Qin Yu stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and with his other hand, his fingertips gently fell on Fang Yourong's eyebrows.

"Do you know where a person's value is? It's not that when you were alive, how many people cared about you coming, but after you died, someone cared about you leaving. ”

"Fang Yourong, I care about you leaving. ”

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Once time has passed, anyone's life and death will turn into dust and smoke and dissipate forever.

"The time is almost up, go out, and hand her over to the fifth sword feather of Wuque. ”

Brother Little Bird listened to Qin Yu's instructions and nodded.

Then, Qin Yu got up.

Brother Little Bird never doubted who this person was, just as he didn't ask her where she was going.

Probably because Qingqiu can't appear here.

In the last time, Qin Yu hugged Jiaojiao and disappeared into the vast plain.

The back is more vast than this plain.

Brother Little Bird thought, he didn't seem to have seen this person cry and make trouble.

It doesn't matter if it's Qingqiu, or which identity.

Strength comes from within.

Can withstand the wind and rain, can bear the grief, is invisible, moves freely, and forbears in the heart.

Closing his eyes, Brother Bird fell into an endless dead silence.

From then on, he will also become such a person.

Because today, he has lost all the love of his life.

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Jiaojiao teleported Qin Yu to a cave in the ruins.

As soon as he teleported, Qin Yu held on to the wall, his mouth opened, a mouthful of blood spit out, and his soul strength also dropped to the lowest place.

Even the flesh was automatically cut into a series of cracks.

With a body as powerful as she is now, she can't withstand the internal backlash, so you can imagine the tragedy of this encounter.

She did what she could, but she also gave what she had to give.

- You're the most calculating, but also the craziest person I've ever met.

While instructing Jiaojiao to find an elixir for Qin Yu and input spiritual power to continue his life, Huang Jinbi accused Qin Yu of messing around.

Qin Yu sat on the stone, propped his hands on his thighs, leaned over slightly, covered half of his face, and sighed.

"If you make a mistake, you always have to pay a price. ”

Her mistake was to underestimate the involvement behind Brother Xiaoniao - she didn't expect that a son of the sovereign would get involved and implicate Fang Yourong.

It's her fault.

There's no escaping.

The golden wall was silent for a moment before he spoke.

——You give others the rising sun, why are you afraid that others will give you life and death.

Qin Yu smiled bitterly and lowered his head.

"Bibi, this life is really too long. ”

Jiaojiao leaned up, hugged Qin Yu's head, and rubbed it with her fat face.

"Yuyu is not afraid, I'm here. ”

Qin Yu hugged him and looked up at the outside of the cave.

Even now, she has not shed tears.

Because she is now Qin Yu.

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The assessment is over, and the secret realm is closed.

Whether it's dead or alive, everything that can be teleported has been teleported.

There are dead people in everyone's family, and no one can escape - even a person like Duanmu Qingyan, who is protected by a master, is stained with blood in a brocade robe.

No one can be spotless.

But not all dead people deserve everyone's attention.

No one, no one died.

Except for one person.

When Xie Shuling and these people didn't know whether it was shit luck or prudence, they all escaped to heaven and picked up a life, they met and were overjoyed.

But...soon they were all quiet, and the group of people who had been sitting and resting and playing stood up and stared blankly ahead.

In fact, some people have long known that Fang Yourong is dead.

It's just over, and no one has had time to tell anyone about it.