The wind doesn't know the thoughts of the leaves.

The wind does not know the attachment of the tree.

"Rustle~~!"

The wind rustles the leaves.

Ye Piao is so sluggish, thousands of shadows slide on the ground under the warm sun, originally they exist and the highest place, but He Naifeng is too ruthless, and why is the wind too devastating.

This warm sunshine is not the howling wind of winter.

Spring March.

When the flowers on the ground are bright and the willow tops are gentle, it is the time when the leaves are new and green, but it seems that the green of the branches seems to be resented by the sky, just born, just blooming to the sun in the sky with a green luster.

"Whew~!"

"Kill~~!"

Originally, they were standing on the highest place, but under the tear of the wind, they fell from the highest place, and the leaves fell to the ground, and they seemed to cry.

Tears of color.

Bright red, flowing slowly on the ground, there must be too many leaves crying, the ground is already a river of tears, they carry the heat, slowly, slowly submerge to the cold black.

Is it tears?

Is Ye crying?

The crying whining, the whining cry has never stopped in this originally bird-singing and flowery place, the small attic, the Ming Garden, everything here is crying at the moment.

Those who are still alive cry those who are cold.

The child prostrate on a young woman who was still open in the corner of her eye, she whispered, she whispered, "Mother, mother.... What's wrong with you, get up, play with Huahua~~!"

What's wrong?

What's wrong with my mother lying on the cold ground? Is she too tired? It's too tired to be destroyed, but those eyes are still stubborn, she wants to live, she looks at the child's face, and wants to take care of her.

"Hey~~!"

I don't know if it's the Grim Reaper sneering or the devil sneering.

A big man with a cheeky face, carrying a steel knife that had fallen from drop by drop, came to the woman who fell to the ground, came behind the child, and he sneered and kicked the woman in the head: 'Oh, you're not dead yet?'

The candle flame flickered.

The corner of his eye is shaking.

The horizontal flesh on the big man's face trembled, and his eyes fell on the child's body like a poisonous snake, and the poisonous snake disguised, and said softly and softly: "Baby, don't cry," as he spoke, the snake showed its fangs, his knife came, and its knife stood on the child's neck, and with the tenderness in its mouth, with the coaxing in its mouth, its knife cut in little by little.

Childish.

Skin, like snow.

Childish.

Skin, blown can be broken.

Now it's a knife, a knife that cuts in little by little, and the snow is stained with blood?

"Ah~~~!"

The devil is howling, and the big man is still flashing his bestial nature.

It was indeed not wary that the blood-stained young mother stimulated her mother's instinct with her amazing will, and bit the big man's leg in one bite.

Hate is ruthless.

This is a desperate bite, breaking flesh and bones.

The big man suffered, how could he still care about the childish child, it was resentful, the knife fell, the fireworks in the wind candle were extinguished, the throat was cut with a knife, and the head was in a different place.

It's too hateful.

So the bite was so hard and deep that the mother actually bit into the big man's bone, and the head was nailed to its leg.

"Whew~!"

The wind blows the leaves.

When Dahan cut it with a knife, the blood was splashed on the child's side, she seemed to wake up, she seemed to understand something, she seemed to know her mother's eagerness from her mother's blood.

Alive.

Yes, alive.

"Woo~~!"

Strong body and feet at the same time, strong body climbed up, she whimpered and cried, stumbling and trying to escape from this place, but God was jealous.

The big man was like a wild beast, staring viciously at the child's stumbling, and learned to say, "Good boy, what are you running, come to your uncle, uncle will give you candy to eat." ”

The child has grown up.

Huahua doesn't eat sugar anymore.

The child ran, running in the river of blood, but the beast-like man seemed to be mad, it didn't let go, it carried a knife, and actually wanted to chase it.

There was a laugh in his mouth, and his footsteps were moving, and he was already catching up.

Shocked.

Hearing this laughter, Huahua panicked, she didn't stand firm under her feet, and staggered to the ground, did the heavens want her to die?

"Poof~~!"

At first glance, the blood was flying, and it was indeed the big man who fell to the ground, straight and straight, his eyes were wide, and he didn't want to close it, but what was the use, the darkness was crushing around, go to hell, the eighteenth floor has been packed up to welcome you.

Is he?

Dahan was not killed by heaven.

It turned out that he was anxious to catch up with the flower who crawled and escaped in blood, but he was accidentally tripped by the head bitten on his ankle, and what was even more abandoned was that the knife in his hand actually stuck to the ground with his body, a match made in heaven, very coincidentally, and it was perfectly pasted.

is cut.

"Hey~!"

Death is too good for him.

All this happened to be watched by a pair of eyes hidden in the cloak, she saw the death of the big man, and at this moment she also saw Flowey stumbling up from the pool of blood and hurriedly hiding in the corner.

It was as if the woman in the cloak was a spectator.

She witnessed all the bloodshed.

At this moment, she was still witnessing Flowey's escape, but for some reason, when Flowey was about to hide in the corner, she did stop and glanced at the cloaked woman.

Icy gaze.

To remember, take a look.

The shadow is hidden in the corner.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps sounded, and a soldier wearing a black armor stomach ran to the side of the cloak woman, bowed down and said: "Lord Shoufu, Zhang Shangshu, that old thief has been dug out of the cellar by us, and at this moment his family is in front of the gate of being released, he has been howling to see you, you see?"

Shousuke?

Rong Ruo?

Shousuke nodded, turned around and stepped on the blood on the ground and walked towards the gate.

The spine of the gate fell down, and there was only one person, his body stood like a bamboo pole, no matter how the soldiers behind him kicked his knees, he did not bend a point, although his face was dilapidated and bloody, but the righteousness of his eyes was still fearless and awe-inspiring.

This person must be Zhang Shangshu.

Seeing the cloak girl appear in front of the door, her face stood up majestic, her eyes directly crushed her face, and she roared, "Who the hell are you?

After working with the same dynasty for many years, Zhang Shangshu thinks that he knows Rong Ruo very well, so he doesn't believe that the secretive scum in front of him is him.

In this regard, the cloak girl didn't seem to hear it, the diameter was forward, her palm swayed slightly, and a strong wind swept towards Zhang Shangshu's legs and feet.

"Poof'~. ”

With a sound of two knees, Zhang Shangshu's body was directly short, and his two legs were directly cut off by the cloaked woman's wind knife at the knee, and he immediately fell to the ground with a wound, standing for his legs and feet.

"Huh~!"

Hurt.

The teeth in Zhang Shangshu's mouth were almost crushed, his righteous and awe-inspiring face was completely distorted with pain, and beads of blood the size of beans fell from his face one by one, but his eyes were still staring at the cloaked woman's body.

He didn't believe it.

He still didn't believe it.

The cloak woman sneered in her mouth, came to him, raised her palm and landed on his face, and said softly: "I am me, I am not Que Rong as you said, I am Qin Mu Rongruo." ”

Is there any difference?

Suddenly, Zhang Shangshu's throat gurgled, and those righteous and awe-inspiring eyes shone brightly, trying to shoot through the cloak woman, but .....

"Poof~~!"

The eyeballs magnified and exploded, destroying his entire head into powder.

Qin Mu Rongruo?

Is that you?

Let's just take it for her.

Qin Murongruo shook his palm in disgust, shook the blood stain in it, and said to the soldier who had been following him: "Go to the palace to enlighten His Majesty the Emperor, saying that Zhang Shangshu's crime of rebellion is a fact, he resisted the law, and he has been corrected on the spot." ”

The soldier bowed and said yes and withdrew.

Zhang Shangshu has no head, the top is crippled, and the bottom is also crippled, his misery His family is watching, and the kneeling crowd from a young man saw all this, his eyes were bloody.

He hates.

Hatefulness.

"Ah~~!"

As soon as he got up, he rushed towards Qin Mu Rongruo like a sharp arrow, and roared in his mouth: "Demon girl, let me see what kind of face you are." ”

With her face hidden and cloak, she couldn't see the change in Rong Ruo's expression, and at this moment, her palm was raised as just now, and the wind suddenly moved.

The young man is not afraid, his face is full of blood, it is undoubtedly the law of death, the wind cuts in the face, and if he advances an inch, his hair will be directly destroyed into ashes, and in the advance an inch, his face will be directly cracked, and the white bones will be faintly visible in the advance of an inch, yes, his mouth is determined to bite not Rong Ruo's body.

And he didn't come here to bite.

Just as the young man's head was about to shatter, his palm suddenly lifted, and he grabbed Rong Ruo's face-covering cloak.

"Poof~~!"

The boy's head burst, but he succeeded, and when his body fell to the ground, Rong Ruo's face-covering cloak was also pulled down by him.

Undisguised.

The face is uncovered, exposed to the air and the sun.

The Devil's Countenance.

The face of a dayghost.

Suddenly, the street that was originally close to each other was silent, and all the people looked at Rong Ruo's face and were stunned, and some of the timid ones were even more frightened and directly covered their eyes.

"Kill~!"

Demonic breath.

Rong Ruo roared angrily, and pointed his hand towards Zhang Shangshu's beauty: "Kill, kill all these rebellious ministers and thieves," and turned his eyes to look at the passers-by who were watching the excitement.

"Whew~~!"

Immediately, all the people couldn't help but shiver as if they felt the cold wind hitting them, and they were sifting chaff all over their bodies, as if they were afraid that Rong Ruo would go crazy enough to kill them too.

and all of them bowed their heads for timidity.

Seeing this, Rong Ruo snorted coldly and shook his hand, and said to the soldiers beside him: "I'm tired, let's drive home." ”

The soldier hurriedly urged the sedan chair man to respectfully invite Rong Ruo to get on the sedan chair, and respectfully handed the cloak in.

"Shousuke-sama got up. ”

With a soft roar, the crowd that had been surrounded by water separated like a wave, and they quickly knelt down the moment the proud son who was sitting was lifted.

It's quiet.

There was only the sound of the devil's departing footsteps.

A middle-aged woman in the crowd looked at Rong Ruo's sedan chair and couldn't hold back anymore, so she said very lightly to the people around her: "Demon girl," the angry scolding didn't seem to be enjoyable, she gritted her teeth and roared: "Demon girl..."

"Whew~~!"

Suddenly, the boss's blackness flew out of the sedan chair.

"Puff~~!"

A piece of skulls turned to powder, starting with the middle-aged woman, and the dozen or so people around her who might or may not have heard them, all shattered.

What's wrong?

Qin Mu Rongruo?

Is she really her?