The wind blows and moves.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard of the poison castle are separated from each other, and the branches and leaves rustle gently.

The sky was gray and white, and the sky was cold.

On the side of the couch in the room, the woman in white was lying next to Mei Shuying, drowsy and ignorant.

It's like being stuck in an empty white vast, walking alone.

Eyes closed, quiet voice, white clothes fluttering.

It seems that she is the only one between heaven and earth......

Peacefully, silently, and never-ending...... Step by step.

There is no end.

Nothing goes.

Nothing.

The legacy is independent, and the silence is far away.

Dressed in white, he stood quietly in the middle of the world.

Listen to the people's livelihood and sorrow.

Look at the various forms of life.

Flowing water and falling flowers.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

Time seems to stand still, and thousands of bustling and indifferent.

Get away from the hustle and bustle, and don't hear the noise.

So nothingness, quietness, tranquility, and perfection.

Entering the WTO is like going out, and the time is old.

Dedication, effort, no regrets, no self.

Looking back suddenly, half of my life has passed...... Fang saw that a little ripple was born slowly, and his heart was like a lake mirror.

So, in the second half of his life, he was woken up by pain.

……

Duanmu's hand pressing on the edge of the couch trembled, his palm was burning like a burn, and he was in pain for a moment, and he was dripping with cold sweat, and he suddenly woke up.

The moment she opened her eyes, there was a burst of darkness in her mind, and the burning pain in the palm of her left hand went straight to the bone marrow, and the man in white trembled his sleeves, and with a twist of his fingers, a silver needle more than an inch long was pierced into her palm.

Blood splattered to the ground, the woman gasped, her white face was drenched in cold sweat, and she murmured in a suppressed voice: "Ah Zi ......" was sad and pitiful, full of pain.

"Ah Zi ......"

Her breathing was uncontrollably disturbed, and the woman's eyelashes trembled, and she looked out of the house in a daze.

"Ah Zi ......"

Stretching out his hand to rotate the chair, the boiling red of his left hand had not yet disappeared, and the blood dripped down the silver needle in his palm. Xue Wa'er was curled up on the couch, and when she heard the sound of the wooden chair wheels, she erected her fat ears. "Giggles?"

The moment he left the door, he didn't seem to be at ease, Duanmu looked back at the couch.

The silence is still in the midst of nothingness.

I only heard the wind blowing the leaves and shaking the sea of trees.

The snow hair on the sideburns was slightly blown up by the wind, and there was a moment of peace in the empty eyes.

She lowered her eyes, and the next moment, she turned her head and walked out.

The white clothes fell and walked away slowly.

The ferret immediately got up from the couch and jumped over, following the side of the woman's chair.

"Giggles?"

The snow harrier perched on a branch outside the house, tilting its head to watch the woman drift away...... The next moment, he flew into the house hesitantly and stopped on the edge of Mei Shuying's bed.

Outside the house, the shadows swayed, and the shadows were separated.

The person on the couch sighed, frowned suddenly, and slowly opened his eyes.

……

In front of the gate of the poison castle, there was a dead silence.

The pervasive smell of blood is hard to dissipate.

Fishy, tragic, intense.

Smells disgusting.

Ah Zi hugged a human head and laughed wildly.

The laughter was wickedly eerie and cruel, one after the other, bright and low.

It makes people shudder and feel cold, and their hands and feet are worried. Cold sweat slowly crept up on my back.

Ye Ping, Ye Qing, and Ye Fei surrounded the purple-clothed man with an iron rope whip in their hands.

The breath is unstable.

Both hands were shaking.

"If you dare to move his head again, I will break you into ten thousand pieces!!"

Ye Ping looked at Ah Zi's eyes like a night scar, and his face was extremely cold.

Ah Zi was still laughing, the corners of his mouth were clearly bleeding, but the little hand holding the person's head tightened a little.

Ye Fei's eyes were split. "How dare you—"

The next moment, the person in purple was shocked, and his body staggered.

The wind blew in white clothes in front of the door of the poison castle, and the woman's palms were stained with blood, and she slowly turned her chair and walked out.

Ye Qi turned his head sharply.

The people in the fort who were standing in front of the door also looked back at the visitors, and they were all shocked: "Sir!"

Ironclad cold soldiers, banner hunting.

Duanmu's face turned white, and he smelled the extremely strong smell of blood, and his heart twisted...... Speechless.

For a long time, he only called in the direction of Ah Zi: "...... Ah Zi. ”

The man in purple shook.

The crippled laughter slowly stopped in the blood dripping from the woman's palm......

She tilted her head suddenly.

His eyes were glazed and his face was blank...... Still unconscious.

Duanmu sat in the chair, and his fingers trembled.

In the next moment, his left hand curled up vigorously, and the silver needle in his palm suddenly pierced the back of his hand, stained with blood.

Ah Zi hugged Ye Lan's head, screamed in pain for a moment, and then fell to his knees in a pool of blood with a "snap".

The cold light in the red eyes suddenly dissipated, and the cruel and crazy smile was still condensed on the face.

But there was a sudden froze in his eyes.

He looked at the skull in his hand without blinking, as if he was stupid.

"No...... It's not ......" The two little hands trembled uncontrollably, and their voices were hoarse and crazy: "No...... No...... It's not Xiao Lanlan...... It's not Ah Zi...... No. "Silence as soon as he spoke.

In the next moment, he howled and cried: "I didn't ...... I didn't...... Ah Zi didn't ...... Kill you......"

The small mouth was flattened, the cry was hoarse, and the tears were like springs.

"Woo-" She hugged Ye Lanren's head helplessly, crying and screaming, screaming and crying.

Hold him in your arms, bury him in your face, and put him on your chest.

In the frenzy, tears flowed down his face.

……

"If Xiao Lanlan can see Ah Zi again in the future, remember to stay away from Ah Zi~"

"I Ye Lan can't ask for it! I'm afraid I can't avoid you!"

"Then Xiao Lanlan must remember it, because I am a very possessive person. If one day you are going to die...... I will definitely destroy my favorite things with my own hands without hesitation~"

……

In the trembling cry, you can hear the pure pain like a child without a trace of impurities.

Thorough, sharp, unbearable.

……

"What you should think about is that if you lose, don't let me bump into you...... Because I will not hesitate to kill you!"

"Huh, why, don't you like Zi??"

"Loved it...... I love it!"

"That's just right~"

……

In just an instant, the heart was torn apart, and the liver and intestines were broken......

Master......

You hear me?

I've always told you that you don't want to die......

Ah Zi buried her head in Ye Lan's face, sobbing and blood gushing from her mouth.

Lying on the ground covered in blood, his lips trembled, and he cried bitterly.

Right now......

Ah Zi ......

Don't want to live anymore......

After a pause in crying, the small body trembled, and the next moment he suddenly closed his eyes and fell into the corpse.

Wind condensation.

Sound hysteresis.

The world fell silent.

Ye Qing held Ye Lan's body and did not move.

Ye Ping watched the man in purple fall to the ground and didn't move, so she suddenly stepped forward and stretched out her hands to hold Ye Lan's head.

In the next moment, the scimitar in the pool of blood slashed out with both arms and slashed towards Ye Ping!

A strand of long hair was cut off, and Ye Ping narrowly swept back, her face pale and cold.

In the next moment, I saw a little man covered in blood staggering to his feet, clenching his head in his hand, standing with a knife, tilting his head and smiling lowly.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Die...... Die...... Let's all die!!"

Before the words fell, he rushed to Ye Ping and the three of them like crazy.

Ye Qingfei couldn't retreat, turned around to protect Ye Lan's body, and was slashed by Ah Zi's scimitar on his back, and blood gushed immediately.

Ye Qi was extremely angry, picked up Ye Qing and flew back, and said sharply at the same time: "Give me an arrow!"

Turning his head to look at Duanmu Immortal, Ye Qi's voice was even colder: "There are no people in the poison castle, no one is left!"

Hearing the iron armor moving in unison, the arms were raised, and the bowstring rang out, and thousands of iron arrows shot out with a "swish".

Arrows rained down.

Everyone in front of the fort was shocked, and retreated in a panic, full of anxiety: "Sir, be careful!"

Duanmu's left hand was still trembling, and Bai Lian raised his right sleeve, waving and swinging, and all the iron arrows in his close body were swung away, and he fell to the ground three steps away.

Screams rang out from time to time behind her, and the woman in the chair turned pale, spoke in a deep voice, and said in a low voice: "You wait to return to the castle......"

Ah Zi turned like a cone, laughing and waving his knife, fearlessly plunged into the archers, cutting off the flesh and limbs in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha...... Death-death-death-"

Ye Qi moved his gaze back from Ah Zi and looked at the man in white in front of the fort.

The snow sleeves fell, Bai Lian waved and swayed endlessly, the woman pursed her lips and was cold, and her face was as white as snow.

Just as that day, under the cloister, the rain was drowsy, and the woman looked back at herself, pale and cold.

In the light drizzle, he opened a pair of childish clean and innocent eyes, looking at himself hopefully.

"I'm afraid of the cold...... Maybe it's because of the cold, my legs are disobedient and I can't stand up......"

He couldn't help but smile and asked her softly, "What's the benefit of the king getting you a robe?"

The expression of the woman in the chair was more simple and serious than that of a child: "With a warm mattress, I will not be cold, and my legs will be obedient in the future, and then I will wait until I stand up...... I can dance to show you. ”

There was a glimmer in his eyes, and he looked at her and smiled: "Duanmu Immortal, this is what you said." ”

……

The man on horseback reached out and brushed his long sleeves open, and raised the crossbow on his wrist.

The crossbow body was dark and dull, like a magnet.

Ye Qi coldly pulled the bowstring and aimed it at that person. Fingers condensed, while looking at her without blinking.

I don't know how long it took, the brocade smoke robe swayed, he raised his voice and was angry, and said coldly: "This woman has gone against the destiny of this king and covered the king's country, why not kill her!"

The fingers suddenly let go, and the crossbow bolt left the string.

The arrows roared out, the wind swept the dust and sand, and hunted.

In an instant, he sped in front of the woman.

The face of the person in the chair was slightly frightened, and the wind blew the snow and temples, stirring up.

The thin blood between the pursed lips was lightly overflowing due to the long-term luck, and the white clothes on his body were raised in the wind and swayed backwards.

Everyone who saw it was stunned and stunned. "Mr. Duanmu—"

……

Thousands of miles away, the young man in Tsing Yi in the cliff grottoes trembled with his fingers, and Huo Ran's heart twisted: "Master......"

The trembling voice whispered, and the voice was hoarse and muffled, buried at the bottom of the throat, like tattered cotton wool torn and torn, indistinct, rough and unpleasant.

His thin chest rose and fell with wheezing, and he struggled to move, causing the iron chains around his body to sway, and one by one the fat Gu worms were shaken off the iron ropes, falling all over the black medicine holes.

When the two women stationed above heard the sound, their hands and feet fluttered, and they said in a trembling voice, "He's not dead yet...... Go get some food...... Go down and feed him......"

“…… Well. ”

……

In front of the gate of the poison castle, a hundred horsemen suddenly rushed into the armor array from the two wings.

Pointing straight at the arrows.

The archers were defenseless and were caught off guard, and the rain of arrows stopped immediately.

Yingli and Jiuli led more than 1,000 people from the 14th Hall of the Shocking Cloud Pavilion to break into the anti-army of the fort without moving forward.

The woman in red flew to the front of the fort with her sword and rushed away from the soldiers.

But he saw that the blood was all over the eyes, and under the rain of arrows, a crossbow cold arrow roared and shot straight at Duanmu Immortal.

The wind is like a wave, and its power is visible, and it is by no means comparable to feather arrows.

In the blink of an eye.

It's too late to stop.

Yingli was stunned, and her heart was heavy.

Mr. Duanmu!

In the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened wider, and his heart suddenly suffocated.

Nope-

"Childe-"

A white shadow swept in an instant, as if it had been like snow countless times before, and in an instant, it raised its bright vermilion color and red plums, and without hesitation, it blocked in front of Duanmu Immortal.

The cold magnetic black iron arrow "snapped" into his body, and the aftermath was still unfinished, and the arrow came out through his chest and pointed directly at the door of the person in the chair.

Mei Shuying pursed her lips, suffocated and speechless, her right hand rose up with cohesion, raised the green jade fan in her hand and slapped it heavily on the iron arrow in her chest.

The spinning Xuantie arrow collided with the fan bone, and the sound of jade shattering suddenly sounded, and a burst of powder spread.

Mei Shuying suddenly stretched out her other hand to cover the woman's eyes.

The smoke and dust from the broken jade powder blew on the back of the man's hand, and at the same time, the half-cut arrow also stopped at the back of the man's hand.

The arrow stings the metacarpal bones and slowly stops turning.

The blood flowing from the corner of the mouth filled the side of the neck in an instant, and the Zhu Mei on the white dress with a collar was even more bloody.

Mei Shuying looked at the person in front of her and didn't say a word.

The remaining half of the fan bone in his right hand slid down, and fell into the blood stains all over the ground with a "pop".

As soon as the heartstrings were loosened, her body shook slightly, and Mei Shuying's left hand that was lightly covering her eyelids fell silently.

The wind blows the white clothes, and the dust is quiet.

The fragrant and cold fragrance of Zhumei is covered with the smell of blood, which is almost inaudible.

Mei Shuying's chest rose and fell slightly, the cold light of the iron arrow was also lightly covered by the blood, the pain of the internal organs being shattered slowly became paralyzed, and the brain sank, and the man in white fell silently into the woman's arms.

Sad.

Anger.

Gas.

Hate.

In the end, there is only room left.

More blood gushed uncontrollably from her mouth, staining her white clothes......

Mei Shuying crouched on the side of the neck of the person in the chair, her hands slowly curled up.

I don't know whether it was sadness or remorse and self-loathing, he slowly closed his eyes and only laughed: "Duanmu Immortal...... If people ...... There really is an afterlife...... Don't call me my son and meet you again. ”

The low and hoarse voice sounded softly in the woman's ears, just as she had heard it for eleven years—cold and cold.

From beginning to end, it has remained unchanged over the years.

Duanmu Xiaoxian felt his blood seep into his white clothes and flow all over his body.

The eyelashes trembled, and something slipped from his face.

Dripping on Mei Shuying's shoulders and seeping into the white clothes.

In a trance, he reached out to help him...... Duanmu Xiaoxian called: "Pavilion master...... Mei Shuying?"

The person in his arms closed his eyes silently and did not reply. The body sank suddenly.

In an instant, all the sounds died.