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It was black in front of him, black behind him, black under his feet, and his eyes were all black, and the people who walked in it had dyed their bodies black.

Is this a fugitive?

Of course, the person who reverberated this burning breath in his throat was not running for his life but what he was doing.

Chased by whom?

The person who crashed into the darkness didn't think it was Que Rong, she picked up the name that had been engraved into her bones again, and the orphan girl behind the endless darkness chasing was Qin Mu Rongruo, as for 'Que Rong', she was just tired today and didn't want to appear.

As long as this person named Qin Mu Rongruo can escape the darkness tonight and see the sun rise tomorrow, then Que Rong can break free from the shackles of fatigue and reappear in front of the world.

But what if this man can't see the sun rise tomorrow?

So whether it is Que Rong or Qin Murongruo, let her become the dust in history.

How beautiful and deep tonight is, the vast and long moon is soft and intimate to the world, and it is to guide the way forward for those who walk through the night.

But this vast and bright moon really can't illuminate the way forward for Qin Murongruo, a person covered in darkness.

As for Han Xian, who was following behind her, he could only follow her with a full of anxiety and a mouth full of silence and determination.

Fortunately, Han Xian, who was in a hurry, was not particularly stupid, and he didn't shout the name of 'Qin Mu Rongruo' in the sky, otherwise everyone in this world would know where they fled to.

"Where is Rong Ruo going?"

The black Yicheng around him became a whistling shadow, and over time, Han Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart, didn't Sister Chu Xin arrange to respond?

Han was naïve when he arrived first.

How dare they?

They are all bold women, and the fewer people who know about the strings of the last sound, the better, and it is a blessing to be lucky enough to succeed in obtaining the strings of the last sound.

And now Qin Murongruo, who is running in the dark, is already asking for more blessings.

Tonight is destined to be dark, and God knows how many enemies are hidden in this darkness, the only thing that knows is to keep moving, then others will not be able to accurately locate their whereabouts.

As long as it is dawn, then everything will develop in a good direction.

But now it's night, it's dark, and this aimless running is heading towards dawn?

Qin Murong didn't know.

The moment they escaped from Zenye Temple, Chu Xin and Xiao Wangzhi saw themselves, and they also saw them, scared and nervous, but unexpectedly Xiao Wangzhi did not capture himself by thunder.

Just let yourself go.

Should we be glad about this?

If Qin Murong doesn't dare, it may be a superficial article to let go for a while, as for this grateful heart, he will wait until tomorrow when he can see him in person in the Zenye Temple, so he will solemnly put it in his heart.

And now it's still running for your life.

"Hide, hide, hide.... ”

Is this rush like a scattered dog really aimless?

Maybe Qin Murong, who had a cold and vigilant face, would think so, but Han Xian, who was closely following her, was indeed more and more shocked.

I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Where is this going?"

Why did Han Xian ask again and again, it was all because he had found a trace of familiarity from the dark relics flying by his side, a trace of familiarity that made his hot heart cold.

This place is familiar, and I must have been here myself.

Why do you never forget, because Han Xian met the beauty in his heart here, at that time, she was still a female companion and men's clothes, and her heart was already shocked, this place is Qingxi Town.

Why are you surprised, it is because this place is too close to Yiyang City, and Han Xian is already afraid of it.

Qin Murongruo's escape will really be aimless?

Maybe it's still, because her face is still cold, and she is still vigilant about her surroundings, but the only change is that a trace of gloom has crept up in those cold eyes.

Why did you hide here?

Qin Murong didn't know, she wanted to run, she wanted to escape, she wanted to change, and she really did it, because of this change, she missed her own willful domineering.

"Whew~. ”

After sprinting, Han Xian spit out a cold breath, and the panicked heart in his chest calmed down a little as Qin Murong deviated from the place where she had snatched her facelessness.

It's unpredictable.

At that time, she was rude and willful to take away her Wuxiangfeng by force, and she scolded her as a 'thief,' and now, although Wuxiangfeng is back in her hands at this moment, this thief is actually carefully protected in her heart.

"Hehe~~. ”

Han Xian couldn't help but smirk on his face, but at this moment, a head that was silent in a little bit of happiness was indeed woken up by a strange noise.

The wind blows the leaves, rustling.

The thin leaves whispered like a ghost's cry, and the trees stood like ghasts.

Where is this?

Han Xian didn't know.

This is just a simple forest, but Han Xian is really deeply afraid of it, as if this place is a ghost gate, and once you enter, Yin and Yang are separated.

Everyone would be afraid of Senluo Hell, if he had a choice, Han Xian would definitely turn around and leave without hesitation, but now the thief who was carefully cared for in his heart had fled desperately.

said that he wouldn't let go, even if it was hell, then Han Xian would break in without changing his face.

However, when Han Xian plunged into this forest, his face was indeed a little pale, in the end, he was still afraid, afraid of touching sad things, and even more afraid that the person would suddenly ask himself why he appeared in Yiyang City at a certain time.

I won't answer!

I don't dare to lie because I care.

Is there only one Han Xian who is afraid, and how can it be Han Xian who revisits the old place.

Qin Murong Ruo was still running, but at this moment, the veil that covered the hideous knife marks was lost somewhere, whether it was inadvertently picked up by the branches, or whether it was discarded by himself in numbness.

It was a layer of disguise, a layer of disguise to escape the past.

And now this person who is in a panic has indeed crashed headlong into the past, so what is the use of this layer of camouflage, it was lost, and it was thrown away by Qin Murongruo himself.

"Woo~~. ”

Han Xian's gaze suddenly cracked, what kind of sound was this that filled the dense forest, like a ghost complaining and crying, and he even tasted the bitter taste of tears from the mist that filled the leaves.

This sound is not a ghost crying.

It was Qin Mu Rongruo's sad voice, in the end, it was a woman who wanted to escape from this place with everything, but this seemed to be a mockery deliberately arranged by Changtian.

I deviated from the forks in the road, and I was really far away from that place, but every time I looked at it, my heart was really shocking.

Why is it here?

Why are you moving closer to that place?

Qin Murongruo didn't know, but one thing was certain, this was not Changtian's intentional trickery, let alone a behind-the-scenes mastermind, this was completely Qin Murongruo's own choice.

It's just that she doesn't dare to admit it.

It's like she doesn't dare admit to crying now.

Qin Murongruo, who was in a panic, was blaming the rudeness of his legs, and Qin Murongruo, who was crying, was blaming the tears for his arbitrary behavior.

And it was this brutal willfulness that drove this Qin Mu Rongruo to approach the flying soul step by step, tears on his face were like springs, and his wayward legs finally stopped.

It has temporarily fulfilled its brutal mission.

The body is pale and powerless given by a pair of eyes, but if Qin Murong hadn't fallen in this place where his relatives flew souls, in this place in front of him, his face would have left traces of it forever.

It was in this place that the thunder of the past was dazzling.

It was in this place that the soul of his elder brother 'Qin Muyang' flew away.

Tonight seems to be destined, and I have been thinking about escaping, but this place is like the end of everything, even if it is to escape this road, but the purpose is still here.

I still came here after going around and around.

"Brother~~. ”

There was a weak cry, the tears on Qin Murongruo's face had already broken the embankment, this time he was no longer afraid, he was staggering, struggling to move towards that place step by step.

"Rongruo!"

Han Xian's call was indeed not as good as a ghost crying, so slight that even he wondered if he had called this name.

At this moment, even if the thunder is ringing in the long sky, it will not be able to save Qin Murongruo from the mire of misery in the past, she is the only one in this world.

She was the only one with the 'Qin Muyang' in her mind.

That soul enclave, do you want to get closer?

Qin Murong thought about it, and was working hard, but the road was indeed bumpy and abnormal, and her body was precarious because of the shallow potholes on the ground, but fortunately she was not defeated by this predicament.

This short bump is indeed a long distance, and this person doesn't know how long it has been grinding.

But fortunately, this effort successfully carried her to Qin Muyang's soul enclave, not only did her own face leave traces here, but also retained the smiles of her relatives here.

"Hehe, Rongruo. ”

Qin Muyang smiled, his brother smiled, smiled and doted on his palm to gently pick up the tears on his face, Qin Murongruo's face couldn't help but smile a little, and said softly: "Brother!"

The world is always dark, and this man lives in an illusion and falls into darkness.