A broadsword sped through the air in an uninhabited alleyway.

With a wisp of consciousness in the dust, look for luxury along the way you came.

Criss-crossed and went back and forth, but did not find the object they wanted to track.

Dust closes his eyes and sits quietly in the bucket, thinking a little and re-driving his thoughts.

The broadsword hula hovering in mid-air turned around and flew towards the location of the red mud. When he was approaching, his speed dropped sharply, and he crept into the roof like a tiptoe, and then found a corner where he could hide, and stopped, quietly "watching" the people in the hall.

Bai Ge stood beside the previous seat of Xiaodao with impatience in his indifference.

The Red Clay Vulture fought at her.

The rest sat or stood on the nearby steps, each with a worry or a worry.

After a while, Mu Huali was escorted by someone and appeared in front of the door.

It doesn't seem to have any external injuries, but looking at his complexion, he looks a little weak.

As soon as Zhaiwu saw Mu Huali show up, he immediately ran to meet him. As soon as he arrived, he hurriedly dragged the other party's arm up and down, and asked anxiously, "An, have they done anything to you?"

"It's fine. Mu Huali tried his best to hook his lips, and deliberately opened his arms to show him his chest to show that he was okay.

Guangyuan has also followed, following the house Wu to show care.

Hongni stopped his poor mouth, turned around with Qu Yi and Yijian, and quietly watched this scene of brothers, friends and brothers.

Mu Huali comforted the two of them for a few words, raised his eyes and looked around the room, and after a slight touch with the red mud, he stopped at Bai Ge, and then walked straight over.

Bai Ge didn't know what mood he was in, and when he saw him approaching him step by step, he subconsciously took half a step back. Then he suddenly stopped one leg like a vigilant and stood up again, while standing up with some deliberate refusal to lose.

Mu Huali didn't mean to attack, he stopped when he walked to the front of the seat, only looked at the person opposite and asked, "Why is this so?" as if questioning, but his tone was not very aggressive.

Bai Ge did not respond verbally, expressing calmness with a gaze that did not dodge or dodge, and the expression on his face was also stubborn with not admitting his weakness and being wrong. Only the hands in front of the waist and abdomen seemed to be tightened unintentionally.

Seeing that she was silent, Mu Huali said again: "You didn't even think about that reminder in the gladiatorial arena before?"

Bai Ge moved his lips, and finally spit out two words: "Forgot." ”

"Forgot?" Mu Huali laughed angrily when he heard this, "If the White Pavilion Cave Master is so forgetful, how can he remember that nameless hatred and never let go?"

Bai Ge immediately put on an expression of "I don't understand what you're saying".

Mu Huali refused to reveal it with an iron heart, and said half a step up: "Did I remind you, if you really want to hate, please also figure out where the hatred comes from?"

Bai Ge frowned and looked at his feet.

Seeing her face full of vigilance, Mu Huali sighed in his heart and stopped his steps.

"Let me tell you what you hate.

You hate that the 'Xiange Cave' has beautiful scenery, but it has become a desolate place; you hate that you are a toast, but you can't keep your brothers and sisters, and you watch them die in Sujia Mountain; you hate that man surnamed Hua who wants to play the strings under the moon despite dissuasion; you hate that you obviously love his people, but you are forced by the situation to let him die in vain......"

"Shut up!" Bai Ge's face was already broken.

Seeing her reaction like this, Mu Huali softened his attitude, but he refused to stop there: "Mu Huali, Han surname Hua." I sing for my beloved girl under the moon, although I die without regrets, I love for the time I once loved, although I die without regrets......"

Sympathizing with the bitter lord who had just escaped, everyone saw him questioning Bai Ge, and intended to let him spread the fire in his heart, so at the beginning, no one was embarrassed to urge him to find the dust. Hearing this paragraph again, it seems that it is even more difficult to interrupt halfway through.

Qu Yi and Yi Jian felt inconvenient to speak, so they stayed in place. Hongni moved his ears, and suddenly started to gossip, and simply watched the excitement from the side.

Even Zhaiwu and Guangyuan seemed to be a little stunned and followed into the scene, completely forgetting that they were in danger and inconvenient to stay.

“…… So, my Saihan, I never blamed you, I never blamed you. Those brothers and sisters who choose to sacrifice themselves for passion and love, they have never blamed you or blamed you. Why do you want to keep it in your mind?"

Mu Huali said that here, the previous attitude of anger and indisputability has disappeared without a trace, and in its place, it is actually the love that is about to overflow from the bottom of his eyes.

Seeing that look, Bai Ge was very uncomfortable, and shouted again: "I'll shut you up! There is no Saihan here, I am Bai Ge!"

"White Court, that's your hometown. It's like the dress of the Mughal Murwei girl, like dancing music, engraved in your blood. Even if you forget who you are, you won't forget the land you loved so much......"

Lord Bai consciously raised his arm, wanting to choke Mu Huali's throat. It's just that the hand is raised but has no intention of moving forward, and it hangs in the air a little awkwardly in response to the master's retreat, covering her heart with a bluff.

Seeing her move, Zhai Wu and Guangyuan immediately stepped forward to Mu Huali's side, and then followed the brakes in the abrupt stop of the other party, maintaining a combat-ready posture.

Mu Huali stopped chattering at the right time.

It's not that I'm afraid that Bai Ge can't control it, and he really chokes his throat.

It's giving the other person time to breathe.

He knew that his Saihan might be coming back soon, because she was in the middle of nowhere.

Those mixed emotions that are completely different from what was expected need time to sort out.

In the silence of both sides, only the nervous anticipation and shameful breathing of each other could be faintly heard.

After a long time, Bai Ge put down his hand and emphasized with some confidence: "I am Bai Ge." ”

The White Pavilion is not Saihan, so don't bother with the real feelings that belong to Saihan.

Although Mu Huali's words and deeds have made her feel something, maybe she really just hates those who kill because of the pleasure of dancing, hates that beauty is destroyed by others, and hates her powerlessness to stop it at that time.

However, this hatred was born of love and turned by love.

Bai Ge is not Saihan yet, and he can't accept that the hidden hatred has been discovered, and he doesn't want to admit that this hatred originally came from love.

Mu Huali also seemed to understand the meaning of her words.

Obviously, he didn't want her to be tortured again, so he refused to mention the hateful word again: "Saihan, you are mistaken." That's just the scorching emotions getting lost and running the wrong exit. It's like you forgot that your name is Saihan, and you mistake the White Pavilion for your name. ”

Bai Ge looked at Mu Huali silently, but his heart was hovering between the hesitation of screening the truth of the other party's words.

The river of thought was swimming, trying to find the source, but it was intercepted by the sound of a sudden cross-footed outside the door.

"Yesterday's day is not to be kept, and today's day is full of troubles.

Bai Ge, you have to know where you are and where you should go, don't let people mess up your heart. ”