Chapter 539: Epistles (3)

Hearing the words in the dark night, his face was slightly lowered so that people couldn't see clearly, and he respectfully handed over a hot stamped letter, and said solemnly: "The master ordered his subordinates to send a letter." ”

Mu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed, and asked happily without receiving the letter, "Is your master awake?"

Could it be related to the awakening of the little dragon vine?

The ancient dragon vine also said that its soul was associated with the dragon vine ring, and Situ Moran had already recognized the dragon vine ring with blood.

Didn't it mean that the awakening of the little dragon vine shook the dragon vine ring, thus stimulating its host, Situ Moran?

It's a great deal.

Then, Mu Qingqing glanced suspiciously at the dark night and said with a little worry: "If you wake up, why didn't he come in person?

After a pause in the dark, he said respectfully: "The master is fine, please Miss Mu read the letter." ”

Mu poured a little strange in his heart, raised his soft hand to take the letter, tore open the seal, unfolded the letter, and a sonorous and concise sentence came into view.

'Miss Mu, this king and you have only known each other for a few years, among which all kinds of twists and turns, the battle is complicated, this king is like a wreckage, the heart is like ashes, your road is long, but this king is exhausted. The square inch is confused, the spiritual platform is destroyed, and the rest of his life is fine. ’

Every word is beautiful, every sentence is proverbial.

Mu Qianqing's eyes gradually turned cold, coldly provoked a touch of arc, and said indifferently: "Your prince is getting better and better!"

Such words made the dark night not know how to answer.

Mu said coldly: "Say, what happened to your prince?"

The notes are indeed Situ Moran's notes, but how could she be as obsessed with her as the letter inspired, so she hastily decided to break off the relationship with her because she was tired of being troublesome.

When did Situ Moran become such a sloppy person?

The last time she knew that Ruo Xian'er was going to marry her, she was sure that there was a reason why Situ Moran married someone else.

After all, Ruoxian'er and Situ Moran have an extraordinary relationship, and they have the meaning of saving lives.

He can kill everyone decisively, but when it comes to Ruoxian'er, he is an outlier.

Even though he knew that he had chased him many times, he still did nothing.

Therefore, Ruo Xian'er has always been a thorn in the relationship between Mu and Situ Moran.

And it was also the marriage news that Situ Moran suddenly disappeared without warning.

Let Mu pour affection has to think it is true.

But later, after knowing the truth, all doubts and doubts disappeared.

Those who can become demons are obsessed with life, and the deeper the obsession goes, the deeper the demon.

Mu poured out her feelings, I don't know what reason she made Situ Moran's cultivation go wrong and gradually went mad, but she is definitely an irreplaceable position in Situ Moran's heart.

can become the existence of the inner demon, how deep this obsession and concern is.

Now when I woke up, I came with a letter lightly, saying, I'm tired and want to let go?

What about the crooks?

The dark eyes on the low face in the dark night struggled extremely much, and then spoke: "The letter was delivered, but the master did not explain anything else, and he retired from his humble position!"

After the words fell, he got up to leave.

Mu poured his affection into a violent upsurge, his aura turned far away, and the long whip on his waist swung out, directly wrapped around the waist of the dark night, and said with bad words: "If you don't say it clearly today, don't want to leave!"

The Dark Night Movement broke free.

Mu poured his aura into action, his internal organs were all shaken, and he couldn't help but burst out of his mouth with a fishy sweetness, and the sound alarmed the dark night when the fortune was fleeing.

He turned around and looked back, and saw that Mu Qingqing's ruddy face was slightly pale, and the red blood stains had already wet the white lining on his chest, and he was frightened and frightened, and he quickly knelt on the ground with apology and self-blame in his eyes.

"I don't know that Miss Mu's injuries have not healed!"

Mu withdrew the red gold long whip, took out a pill from the phoenix ring to calm the qi and blood given by the master and put it in his mouth, stroked his chest slightly, and said lightly: "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you, you really can't explain the matter to me?"

The dark night looked struggling, and the sadness in his eyes became more and more intense, and his voice trembled a little: "Master, master, he has fallen into the devil." ”

Mu was shocked, and his beautiful eyes widened in disbelief: "Fallen demon?"

Dark Night said sadly: "The color of the pupils has changed, and the face is even dyed with the mark of the flower of death, and it is still said by the master himself." ”

Mu Qianqing frowned, struggled to get up, but was a little weak, and said anxiously: "Take me to see your master!"

Dark Night hurriedly said to stop: "Ask the girl to save some face for the master, although his subordinates have not seen the letter, but they also know the general content, Miss Mu is going now I am afraid that it will only increase the grief in the master's heart!"

"This~~!" Mu poured his affection, his already unstable body staggered back to the bed, his beautiful eyes were full of grief, and he closed his eyes and sighed: "You go!"

Hearing the words in the dark night, his expression was also abnormal, and he bowed and said: "Don't say goodbye, I wish Miss Mu a good future." ”

Then get up and leave!

He couldn't be sad in front of his master, and he couldn't worry in front of Mo Li, but it was Yu Mu who finally couldn't hold back.

The master is such an arrogant and affectionate person, the blow of the fallen demon is not counted, and he chose to give it up in order to protect Miss Mu's reputation

This love is probably more bitter than anyone else.

But he could only watch, unable to share any of his master's sorrows, and could only do his best to fulfill his master's thoughts.

Now in such a scene, I am afraid that the last person the master wants to see is Miss Mu.....

Mu closed his eyes and his fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of sadness.

She closed her eyes and said, "Wait a minute~!"

Hearing this, the dark night paused slightly, and turned around to salute: "I don't know what Miss Mu has to say!"

Mu opened his reddish eyes and looked at the dark night and said: "I hope you can keep in touch with me, he doesn't want me to see me, I don't want to see it, I just want to know if he is happy and healthy in the day."

Dark Night's eyes were complicated, and he struggled, and finally clenched his fists and promised: "The lowly will come to Qinglongmen once in a month and hand over the master's current situation to Miss Mu in the form of a letter." ”

Mu poured his eyes shut again, not wanting to be seen with bitterness and sadness in his eyes, but he didn't control the mist in his eyes, and a teardrop slipped down the tail of his eyes.

She choked up a little and said solemnly: "Thank you!"

After a pause in the night, he finally couldn't bear to turn around and leave quickly.

When the people left, Mu Qingqing supported his body and slowly got up, holding on to the window lattice, the sadness in his eyes that no longer did hide broke out instantly, and silent tears fell down his cheeks like pearls with broken threads.

It's like the drizzle outside the window, moist and silent, but the mood is the same as the dim sky.

And under the same sky, inside the killing, a slender figure surrounded by the breath of death, with a mask on her face, looked up at the sky through the window, looking at the drizzle, looking at the cloudy sky.

Obviously silent, obviously can't see the look on his face clearly, but he is extremely sad and lonely, sad and lonely!