(Xiao Yi thanked Xiao Qi, Nick, and Yeluo for their tips, so that you broke the bank...... Bow and thank you. )

Body:

Sacrificial Sword Villa.

The main hall of the Rain Curtain Pavilion was filled with a chill, but it was only early winter and October, but it was already as cold as the end of the year.

One person stood on the side of the jade coffin with his head lowered, his expression in a trance, and his face was as white as snow.

"Let's go! Go back! Xiaoyun begs you!" Behind him stood a little girl, combed in a bun, her eyebrows and eyes were very smart, and she was so anxious that tears turned into her eyes: "The people in the village have heard your news...... Will be coming soon. ”

The person on the side of the coffin was dressed in a bright purple long robe, with a slightly open placket, covered with tulle, and a thin and long body, which looked extremely dignified and graceful from a distance.

The man did not speak, and his outstretched hand was bony and showed a bleak and sickly white ...... Gently stroked the jade coffin with a bright wind.

"Young Master Yu, the jade coffin is cold, don't touch it! Go back with me!!" The little girl was so anxious that she choked up, stepped forward and grabbed the long sleeves of the purple-clothed man, begging loudly.

The man slowly lowered his head and rested his head against the jade coffin.

Through the thin lid of the coffin, he looked closely at the woman in the coffin who was quietly closed, and the hand supporting the edge of the coffin trembled slightly. "Lang Lang ......"

The voice was extremely hoarse and deep.

The little girl behind him had red eyes, and suddenly glanced out of the main hall, pulling the person who was bent over the coffin lid. But the man didn't hear it, his whole body was lying on the jade coffin, and his shoulders couldn't stop shaking. "Lang Lang ......"

Xiao Yahuan's eyes were very anxious, and she gritted her teeth tightly for a moment, so she had to jump out of the wooden window on the side of the main hall in a flash.

The wind blows, and the purple clothes are lonely. One coffin, one person, one death.

The purple-clothed man had cold white fingers, slender and thin, without a trace of excess meat, caressing Feng Langlang's cheeks through the jade coffin, and kept whispering: "Lang Lang ......"

Footsteps sounded at the door of the main hall, and a person Huo Ran stopped in front of the hall, his expression extremely shocked: "Gong...... Lose...... Yu ......" was dressed in black, and his whole body was trembling.

The purple-clothed man on the side of the coffin was shocked. The whole body suddenly froze, and after a while, the hand on the jade coffin slowly curled up, and the five fingers were tightly clenched.

Don't shake again.

"Gong loses rain!" Tears have welled up, his teeth are clenched, Gong Yiyun strode in angrily, and pulled up the person on the coffin: "Gong loses rain-"

The purple-clothed man was pulled up and pushed away at the same time, but he was thin and weak, not only did he fail to push, but he staggered back a few steps and sat down next to the coffin.

Gong Yiyun's face was full of anger and hatred, looking down at the people on the ground from top to bottom, and his whole body couldn't stop shaking. It's hard to put into words.

"He's the public losing the rain?!" the girl in red walked in quickly.

Outside the Rain Curtain Pavilion, many elders, wives, and side-by-side ministers rushed to hear the news and all poured into the main hall.

Ye Yue glanced at Guo Xiaoyu beside him, who looked indifferently and couldn't wave in his eyes. After the news of the Wind Maiden's death was released, he appeared. ”

Yun Xiao slowly stepped into the pavilion, and looked at the man who was sitting on the ground on the side of the jade coffin, his hair was messy, and his chest was rising and falling sharply...... I don't know why I shook slightly.

Gong Yuyu lowered his head and looked at the blue glazed carved cold bricks on the floor of the main hall, his long hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his hands were tightly holding the jade coffin. The long hair scattered on his forehead covered the expression and eyes of the man in purple.

"Gong loses rain!" Gong Yiyun had tears in his eyes, and his voice trembled coldly, and he took a step closer to him.

The purple-clothed man's body trembled, his supporting hand trembled slightly, and he sat down with his head bowed and did not say a word.

The losers on one side sighed, and they didn't want to see more or say more.

Gong Yi Jing stood solemnly beside Gong Yi Yun, and Mrs. Gong Yi slowly walked with the help of Yahuan, her face was indifferent, and she saw the man on the side of the coffin at a glance, and a different color flashed in her eyes.

Gong Yiyun opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak. The voice in the hall was gloomy, and he couldn't help but ask, "Account book...... Linglong Court ...... Did you really design these things?"

The man on the ground coughed in a suppressed voice, and it took a long time to slowly raise his head.

A man's face with pale eyebrows, clear and thin, but still handsome and elegant, appeared in front of everyone. He glanced at Gong Yiyun, and suddenly lowered his head again: "Didn't Ah Yuan say everything?"

Ah Yuan was the servant who served the public to lose the rain before, and later confessed to all the servants.

"Why are you?!" Gong Yun Kong couldn't help but step forward and grab his shirt.

The man in purple was defenseless. Emaciated, sick and weak, trembling and dragged from the ground by Gong Yiyun.

"Why are you doing this?!" tears welled up in his eyes, and Gong Yiyun looked closely at the person in front of him, looking, watching, and there was water flowing down his cheeks.

A sudden punch has been struck.

Gong Yuyu snorted, his face was swollen in an instant, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Gong Yi Yun looked at Gong Yu's pale face fiercely...... The hand that clenched his fist tightened again, and he said hatefully: "Am I not good to you......?" Isn't it good?"

Gong Yiyu's face was extremely dark for a moment, and his five fingers were lightly pinched, and he weakly stretched out to push Gong Yiyun: "Okay...... Good...... You're all good to me...... All...... Good. When he reached the last word, his voice suddenly became hoarse: "It's me who is sorry for her...... It's me who I'm sorry Lang Lang. ”

Gong Yiyun let go of his hand and let him stagger back and slowly stand still.

The man in black looked down with tears streaming down his face, and almost instinctively murmured, "Are you only sorry for her?"

Gong Yu's whole body was shocked, his eyes trembled suddenly, and he looked up at Gong Yuyun blankly. "I ......" his eyes slowly thickened, and suddenly his chest rose and fell violently, and he took a step closer to Gongyiyun in distraction: "Gongyiyun ......"

"Come on, take the eldest young master down to rest. Mrs. Gong gently brushed the hem of her sleeve, and commanded behind her with a soft face.

The man in purple stopped in a daze, his eyes welled up with tears when he lowered his head, his lips pursed again, and he only turned his head to look at the person in the cold jade coffin stupidly.

Ye Yue couldn't hold back any longer, Huo Ran pulled out the Yueshui sword: "You killed my senior sister! You did those things, you caused my senior sister to die of hatred...... The fresh figure jumped up and stabbed Gong Yuyu mercilessly: "She was reading your name until she died! You dare to lie to her like this! You dare to ...... her like this!!"

The moment Gong Yu heard the words, the sword of Yueshui was already in front of his chest. He was shocked.

Ah Yue shook his sword mercilessly, crying: "I will kill you to avenge my senior sister......! Make amends for her!Funeral for her!!"

The purple-clothed man's eyes were stunned for a moment, and his face staggered back pale, and he finally couldn't avoid it.

The losers were shocked, and they were shocked in place, but they didn't know how to stop it, and they didn't have time to make a move. Mrs. Gong lowered her head slightly, avoiding her gaze.

Yun Xiao frowned slightly, and the green shadow flashed forward.

saw that someone in black clothes suddenly shot out and grabbed the long sword.

The Yue Shui Sword cut through the palm of the man in black, was tightly bound by flesh and bones, and stopped two inches in front of Gong Yuyu's chest.

Everyone was stunned, Ah Yue looked at Gong Yiyun in a daze, and looked at the blood on the sword a little overwhelmed: "...... You?"

The blood gushed like a pillar, and the palm stuck on the sword body was the kind of pain that was split.

The man in black also trembled, and looked down at his hand on the blade of the sword. My heart burned suddenly.

The man in purple looked at him, his pale and swollen face turned even paler, and he couldn't help but reach out to help him in a daze: "Gong loses the cloud ......"

Gong Yiyun waved his hand away. "Enough!" the blood in his palm splattered on the purple-clothed man's face, on the blue bricks, and on the jade coffin, dripping and poignant.

Looking at him sideways, Gong Yiyun's eyes were absolutely cold: "You treat me and Lang Lang like that, do you still think I can forgive you?!" I tried my best to find you, and when you came back, I just wanted you to see Lang Lang for the last time...... I want you to give her an explanation!!"

Gong Yu stood in the main hall and in front of Gong Yuyun. Suddenly trembled: "You kill me." His legs were weak, and he knelt down on the side of the jade coffin, he bowed his head, helpless and hopeless: "You killed me...... Kill me!"

The sick, weak, pale and slender man suddenly curled up in a ball on the bluestone beside the coffin, and said in a dumb voice over and over again: "You killed me...... Kill me......"

Gong Yiyun's left hand behind his back was bleeding profusely, but he was still clenched tightly by him as if he didn't feel pain. The clouds were covered with frost and snow, and he didn't say a word.

Huo Ran stretched out his right hand.

Everyone present was shocked, and they all looked at the brothers in the main hall in shock.

"Owner......" Gong Loser called hesitantly.

"Zhuang Master!" Huo Ran knelt on the ground and pleaded: "I beg the Zhuang Master to spare the eldest young master this time...... Ask the owner of the village to be gracious...... "The maid and servants on the side of the patriarch, the side family, and the lady all knelt down one after another, and said in a choked voice: "The eldest young master is not in good health, no matter how big the mistake is, the suffering must be enough, please spare him this time......" kowtowed to the ground.

It is rumored that the eldest son of the public loser family has a gentle temperament, perseverance, love to laugh, elegant and graceful, but he is extremely sympathetic, considerate and tolerant...... It doesn't seem to be fake. Mei Shuying casually knocked on the jade fan in her hand, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the rain curtain pavilion.

It's just that Gong Yiyun couldn't find someone who couldn't be found for half a year, but he was easily forced out by Ye Yue?

Jiuli took a step forward and said, "Gongzi, the public lost the rain and was led out by the disciples of the beggar gang. ”

Mei Shuying's eyes sank. The beggar gang disciples under Guo Xiaoyu have such a strong effect?

With a sudden shock, Mei Shuying woke up, turned her head and laughed coldly. "I see. ”

Jiu Li was puzzled: "What did you say, Childe?"

Mei Shuying glanced at him lukewarmly: "What I said is: you are stupid." ”

Jiuli stepped back to Yingli's side and said nothing.

……

Inside the Qing'e House.

Lou Wuzhi looked at the white-clothed man who was slowly sitting back in the chair, and nodded incessantly: "You are the Qingyun Sect Master, of course I believe what you say." It's just that I didn't see Xiaomeng'er when I came back, and I don't know where she went......"

When Jian Shumu'er heard this, she got up and replied: "Back to the housekeeper, the housekeeper gave Mu'er something when he left, and told me that if you ask about her, I will hand it over to you." ”

The woman in the purple silk and emerald skirt took out something from her arms and handed it to Lou Wuzhi with both hands.

"It's ...... The key to the Array Palace at the bottom of the lake?" Lou Wuzhi took it and looked at the thick and simple gossip iron compass in his hand in surprise.

Duanmu Xiaoxian heard a slight shock.

Lou Wuzhi was puzzled: "Xiao Meng'er is not here, where will I use this thing? Where did she go?"

Mu'er knelt on the ground again, as if hesitating.

Lou Wuzhi waved his hand and said, "I believe in the Qingyun Sect Master and Xiao Ying'er's lady who has not passed through the door, Xiao Mu'er doesn't have to think about avoiding it." ”

Mu'er lowered his head and said, "The housekeeper went to Guangling County to lose, for ...... It is to kill the old man and the son of Yun Xiao that they have encountered......"