"Sister Keqing, I'm a little uncomfortable. Lu Junyao looked at Yuan Keqing and said lightly: "I want to go to the manor alone and breathe fresh air." ”

"I'll accompany you!" Yuan Keqing said.

"No!" Lu Junyao said resolutely: "I said, I want to walk alone." ”

Yuan Keqing stopped abruptly.

And just when Lu Junyao disappeared at the top of the stairs......

A thin figure that had never left her body for a second from beginning to end shook lightly and quietly followed.

"Did you hear clearly?" Dong Huazhi stared at the stunned Lin Luo, and said word by word: "I am your fiancée, and now, I want to regret my marriage!"

Lin Luo was stunned, he didn't expect this result to come.

He actually didn't care too much about "finger for marriage", but at this moment, he said it from Dong Huazhi's mouth, but for no reason it made his heart palpitate.

He doesn't care about "fingering for marriage", but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about Dong Huazhi.

His feelings for Dong Huazhi have always been inexplicable. Say you like it, and you naturally like it. I like her cold temperament, I like her angry demeanor, and I like her embarrassment every time she eats in front of herself.

But again, it's not about love.

At least, at this stage, they have only met a few times, and they are still far from the word.

But Lin Luo, when he heard the words "regret marriage", his heart tingled inexplicably.

Perhaps, he has already taken this woman who said that he would not marry as his own.

She can't be tolerated for a long time to like others.

I can't tolerate others liking her.

It's not about liking, it's not about love.

Purely, in the bottom of my heart, I already think that she is my own.

"What if ......" Lin Luo looked solemn, staring at Dong Huazhi intently, and said as if every word was stripped from his soul: "I don't agree?"

"Then I'm ......" Dong Huazhi's eyelashes fluttered violently, and his breath became chaotic like a storm...... , she took a sharp breath and said, "Then I will cut myself off from you." ”

As soon as the words fell, a mouthful of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Dong Huazhi's mouth.

Obviously, she used her internal strength to shock her internal organs again.

"I'll just ask one thing!" Lin Luo's eyes were unusually cold, as if he had put away all his emotions, he looked at Dong Huazhi who did not hesitate to hurt himself, and asked, "Why do you regret your marriage?"

He didn't believe that this woman, who was still looking at him affectionately in the first half of the moment, was so ruthless in the blink of an eye.

There must be some reason.

He wanted to know.

"Do you really want to listen?" Dong Huazhi's eyes were also extremely cold, and the cold rushed out unabashedly, but his tone was indifferent, as if he was extremely indifferent.

Lin Luo nodded stiffly and didn't say anything.

"Okay, that's what you told me to say. Dong Huazhi's heart tingled, and tears, which were insulated from her, seemed to overflow her eyes.

She was ruthless in her heart and blurted out: "I hate you, extremely disgusted." How could I, Dong Huazhi, marry a person I hate the most? I can marry anyone, but I can't marry you. Is it okay? If you can, I'm leaving!"

Lin Luo stood in place, as if all life had been drained.

He stood quietly, trying to open his mouth to speak, but could not speak.

Every cell, every organ, every breath of strength seemed to have detached itself from him, and no longer belonged to him.

Dong Huazhi waited to hear Lin Luo say the last word.

But Lin Luo already had empty eyes, like a walking corpse.

At this moment, he abandoned the whole world.

At this moment, the whole world abandoned him.

Even his own soul no longer belonged to him.

Maybe it has nothing to do with love, but at least, every time I see her picture, it's like a dream.

He originally thought that even if Dong Huazhi didn't like him, he must not hate him.

I didn't expect it to be so wrong.

She was so disgusted with herself.

This is so fatal for Lin Luo, who regards love as a treasure!

Heart, dead.

All thoughts are disillusioned like dreams and bubbles.

Dong Huazhi looked at Lin Luo, who had lost all his spiritual energy in an instant, and his heart was sad.

Lin Luo, she said in her heart: For your safety, I can only do this.

She turned away.

Wearing a purple robe, like purple qi going east, took away all the splendor here.

And Lin Luo, Mu Ran stood, watching her leave.

Not a single word was said throughout.

Only ......

Only the blood at the corners of the mouth overflowed little by little.

This is to repay her, he doesn't even want to owe Dong Huazhi any of this blood.

Because, from now on, it is like a stranger.

Dong Huazhi kept walking out without looking back.

She made her way through the crowd, across the spiral staircase, through the arched corridor, past the startled guards.

Everything is as usual, and the wind is light, and the world is independent.

It was as if at this moment she was separated from the whole world. It is not the road that walks, but the spiritual ragged soul world.

It wasn't until she sat in Maserati that her cold, resolute expression collapsed abruptly. It is like Mount Tai cracking and rivers bursting their banks.

"Tick!"

A crystal clear tear fell from her eyes.

The crystal tears, purple robes, and cold white cars, and the towering palace, colorful lights, and noisy voices outside the window form two extreme opposites.

"Lin Luo......" Dong Huazhi smiled miserably, and said softly: "I think only such a pure me deserves the best of you." It's just, do we have a future?"

She didn't know.

But she has no regrets about her choice tonight.

She is a person with a love totem and does not allow even a trace of impurities in love.

Therefore, when she saw the same pure Lin Luo, Lin Luo's Lin, Lin Luo's Luo, she knew that at that moment, her heart was moved.

The heart is moved, not for whom the heart is moved, but her "heart", moved. It came back to life and jumped.

She no longer lives like a walking corpse, at the mercy of her family, and is no longer just a "fiancé" excuse, powerless to struggle. Her heart finally broke through the cage and saw the world she wanted to see.

So, she said goodbye to the past.

also said goodbye to Lin Luo with that last sentence.

In the future, Dong Huazhi will be the real Dong Huazhi, not because her surname is Dong, nor because she is Miss Dong.

She is her, Dong Huazhi.

She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and dialed the phone number of Dong Fu.

"Grandpa, I want to enter the Xuanmen. ”

Woowoowoo......

The Maserati rode into the dust and disappeared into the night.

Dingxiu Hall.

A feast, dazzling the night and stunning the pearl. But it was the only one that made Lin Luo's heart feel like death.

He didn't know when the hustle and bustle would stop, and he didn't even know when Li Yanzhao, who came in a negative mood but left in a bad mood, left.

I saw him fight the princes, I saw him feast guests, and I saw his heart collapse.

"Click!"

In the center of the banquet hall, the hanging chandelier composed of thousands of crystals went out with a crisp sound.

The banquet hall then went dark.

"Click!"

There was another crisp sound, and the neon lights around the banquet hall were also extinguished.

"Click, click, click!"

The bright and yellow lanterns carrying history, like putting on the last mourning dress for Lin Luo's silence, one by one, from the outside to the inside, like the fire lotus extinguished from the outside to the inside, one by one dimmed.

The entire hall was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Only the table and chair where Lin Luo was sitting were left were still lit with a dim yellow night light. Like the last spark, driving away the endless night.

"Young Master......" Elder Yan, who had a long gait, walked in front of Lin Luo, and said in an old and hoarse voice: "It's already a little bit, go and rest." ”

The ...... hall was silent, and no one responded.

Lin Luo's eyes were blank, and his mind had already wandered away from the sky.

"Alas......" Elder Yan sighed and turned away.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of the sword unsheathed outside the window, and then a cold light flashed through the window.

In the next moment, the black shadow was already instantaneous.

The sword light, the monstrous sword light, turned into a sword curtain and slashed towards the indifferent Lin Luo.

The hall is full of three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states.

The light of the sword only flashed, and the endless killing intent was like the frost and cold that was about to cut down the fourteen states, and it came straight to Lin Luo's eyebrows.

"Young Master, be careful!" Elder Yan exclaimed.

But Lin Luo still didn't move.

Elder Yan didn't have time to think about it, and with a long roar, the body of the aging dragon bell instantly turned into a smart afterimage and rushed towards Lin Luo.

"Whew!"

With a flash of cold light, the blade stabbed into Yan Lao's body.

The man in black and Yan Lao, whose eyes were round, looked at each other.

It's just that the masked man in black has no other color in his eyes except for endless killing intent.

"Whew!"

Momentum came from the blade, and the blade of the sword did not advance an inch again.

"Young Master!" Old Yan's eyes cracked, blood flowed from his mouth, and he roared loudly: "Wake up!"

The masked man's eyes flashed with cold light, his body trembled, and his strength was regained. The majestic energy suddenly shook out from the dantian, poured into the limbs and bones, and then poured into the palms of the hands.

"Whew!"

A terrifying penetrating sound sounded, and the blade came out through his body, passing through Yan Lao's body, and pointing directly at Lin Luo's eyebrows.

Three inches!

Two inches!

One inch!

In an instant, only an inch away.

"Smack!"

Yan Lao grabbed the blade of the sword with both hands.

"Roar!" Yan Lao roared angrily, turning the vast internal qi accumulated in the past fifty years into raging flames, burning his own life, desperately resisting the masked man's blow.

Click!

The long sword that sharpened iron like clay instantly pierced through Yan Lao's applause. Rubbing against Yan Lao's bone knot, there was a piercing click.

The sword momentum is finally stagnant.

The masked swordsman's cold eyes finally flashed a hint of alienation.

But it still can't change his determination to kill decisively.

He inhaled sharply, his body rolling like a tide.

Immediately after, his left hand fluttered up and instantly struck the hilt of the sword in his hand.

When Yan Bo saw this, he finally despaired.

At this time, he didn't even have a chance to speak. Although, he has a lot to say. But at this moment, he only relied on this last breath to resist the masked man's endless sword qi.

As soon as he spoke, the breath of support was instantly discharged. He didn't even have the last shred of resistance.

He smiled miserably and looked back at Lin Luo, who looked like a wood carving. His old body seemed to have completed the last journey of his life. At this moment, the last flame burned brightly and gorgeously.

Farewell, young master. Farewell master. He sighed in his heart.

And at this moment, the mutation protruded.

A sword light suddenly flashed in from the window.

"Uncle Xiaoshi, Xu Zi is late. ”

(End of chapter)