Su Mo'er was still in a coma, but her consciousness was in a daze and she went to another place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She was dressed in a white dress, her hair was spread and softly draped over her shoulders, and her eyes walked blankly in the white sky.

It's so quiet, there is no person, and there is no scenery, only a white expanse, extending into the invisible place.

Su Mo'er was very weak, her spirit and mind were greatly hit, even if she walked in such a quiet place, she still walked in a daze, no matter where she would go.

Until there was a noisy noise in her ears, and the world seemed to change from silent to sound all of a sudden, she slowly raised her head and looked at the scene in front of her stupidly.

The scene in front of me is like a place for a wedding banquet, with people coming and going, and guests in an endless stream. There was a bright red everywhere and a joyful atmosphere.

No one could see her, she was like a ghost wandering in this festive place, she didn't get used to it, turned and walked towards the inner courtyard. Everyone was busy ahead, and the backyard was extraordinarily peaceful, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

It was nightfall, and the red lantern lit her up, but she knew where to go without a lantern, and she felt something calling her in the backyard.

A festively decorated courtyard attracted her, and Su Mo'er entered it in a flutter. The door opened, and a flamboyant woman dressed in red led a group of maids who were also dressed in red.

They passed by Su Mo'er by themselves, and no one saw her as an incompatible person. Hearing their cheerful words, Su Mo'er roughly understood who was inside.

Today, this mansion seems to be the wedding scene for the princess's wedding, and the princess and the colt are in the house. The horse picked off the princess's hijab, and the bride and the maid packed up their things and came out, the Spring Festival was worth a thousand gold, and no one would be so unsightly, dare to make trouble in the princess's cave room.

Two figures were reflected in the window, Su Mo'er thought that they would drink together and perform husband and wife rituals, but she didn't expect that the two figures were entangled together, as if they were quarrelling.

The strong feeling just now beckoned Su Mo'er in this room, and no one would see her anyway, so she stepped forward and pushed open the door and went in, but as soon as she entered, a vase smashed towards her.

Su Mo'er was startled, her body flashed to the side, and before she could see who was "committing the murder", two figures ran in front of her, and the two of them fled from the courtyard hand in hand.

There was a bloody breath from the tip of her nose, Su Mo'er looked back, and was immediately shocked, just beside the cabinet where the red candle was placed, a woman in a gorgeous wedding dress fell to the ground, and a piece of blood slowly spread out from under her body.

Su Mo'er ran forward to probe her snort and found that she had just fainted, and a hole was broken in her head, which was not a fatal injury.

Looking at her dress, she should be a bride, a dignified princess, who was smashed in the head on the wedding night. Needless to say, it must have something to do with the two people who ran out.

Su Mo'er moved the princess to the bed and set it up, and then ran out of the yard as well, the feeling disappeared with the two people, and Su Mo'er wanted to know what it was.

The people in the palace had already noticed that something had happened to the princess, and immediately sent domestic slaves to hunt down the two men, needless to say that one of them must be the groom's official.

Both of them fled in a panic, and within a few strokes they were chased and intercepted to the edge of a cliff. Su Mo'er was the last to arrive, countless torches illuminated everything in front of her, and Su Mo'er struggled to squeeze forward.

The groom in a red wedding dress protected a petite figure behind him, his handsome face was full of anger and vigilance, Su Mo'er looked at him and shook his head gently, it was not him, the feeling was not on him, it was the person behind him.

The tall colt hid the woman behind him, and he couldn't see her face clearly, and a man who looked like a steward stepped forward and shouted at the pony and announced his crimes.

Not only did he seriously injure the princess, but he even openly eloped with a woman on his wedding night, which was to despise the royal authority and not take the royal family seriously.

The colt sneered, he didn't bother to reason with the steward at all, he just quietly protected the woman behind him, as if she was the most precious thing in the world, and he didn't allow anyone to hurt her.

The steward's face was covered with frost, a cruel light flashed in his eyes, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as soon as he raised his hand, all the house slaves behind him raised their bows and crossbows, and a group of house slaves from the princess's mansion could have such a lethal weapon.

The steward had every reason to shoot the princess and the royal family, even if the princess questioned him afterwards, he could not allow the stain of the concubine to exist, he was a servant of the absolutely loyal royal family.

Su Mo'er just stood there, watching quietly, obviously the atmosphere was already tense like this, but she still didn't feel any fear or shock.

She realized when the house slave raised the bow and crossbow that she didn't belong in this space, that she was looking at a person's memories, or that she was in a person's memories.

Since it is a memory, then it is impossible for her to save the pair of lovers who eloped, even if she is sympathetic, she can't do anything, she can only watch this memory show it all. She now wants to know whose memories she is in.

She has seen the bows and crossbows raised by domestic slaves, which are recorded in the ancient weapons books of the old dynasty, as well as pictures. It has been at least a thousand years ago, and she suddenly came to the memories of a person from a thousand years ago.

The steward didn't want to talk to the colt anymore, the facts were a foregone conclusion, his betrayal was really in front of him, and no matter how much he said, it would only make him live a little longer.

With a wave of his hand, the housekeeper behind him shot their crossbows and crossbows, and the arrows rained down on the horse, who smiled desperately, turned around, and used his body to block the deadly rain of arrows for the woman behind him.

At that moment, Su Mo'er's eyes widened, not only because of the shocked horse's actions, but also because of the woman who was being protected, the woman's face was very familiar to her, it was Ming Yan.

A thousand years ago, a woman who resembled a bright smoke witnessed her lover's death in order to protect herself on the edge of this cliff, right in front of her eyes.

Su Mo'er trembled all over, she finally knew why she had a familiar feeling, that woman was Ming Yan at all, this was Ming Yan a thousand years ago, a thousand years ago, what did she experience!

Ten thousand arrows pierced the heart and died, and he protected his beloved woman tightly until he died, Ming Yan's face was stained with blood, her eyes widened, and tears overflowed and fell violently, but she couldn't cry.

Holding the horse that has lost its breath, Ming Yan is like an empty shell that has lost its soul, and it will only shed tears. The steward snorted coldly, and raised his hand again to signal the house slave to shoot.

Suddenly, Ming Yan raised her head suddenly, her eyes turned scarlet color, this kind of Ming Yan Su Mo'er had seen, not long ago, she was like this and pierced her chest with a sharp sword without hesitation.

Everyone was shocked, and the steward turned pale with fright, and roared out of the demons, and the house slaves no longer cared about it, and shot sharp arrows as if they were not paying for money.

It's just that all this can't stop the demonic smoke, she seems to have the incorruptible body of King Kong, all the sharp arrows that fall on her body are directly bent, and then instantly dissolved and evaporated by the heat, and the smoke at this moment is like a rakshasa demon coming out of the abyss of hell.

Everyone screamed in horror and wanted to escape, but Ming Yan didn't give them a chance, and as soon as he raised his hand, a fiery red sword flashed, and that sword Su Mo'er was also familiar with, it was the Yanyang Sword.

As soon as the Yanyang Sword was sacrificed, there was no grass in a radius of ten miles, and all living things turned into a sea of fire purgatory, but in an instant, those people directly devoured the flames and turned them into a pile of ashes, becoming the powder that fueled the combustion.

The sky was full of firelight, imprinted in Su Mo'er's eyes, it was the first time she saw the power of the Yanyang Sword, it was just a moment of sacrifice, and it could destroy all things in heaven and earth in an instant.

She felt her legs go a little weak, and looked at the scene in disbelief, then she turned to the smoke again, only to see her walk back to the body of the colt, kneel beside the pony, and then forcefully plunge the Yanyang Sword into the ground beside her.

Su Mo'er lost control for a while, shouting no, but unfortunately she was just a spectator, she couldn't stop anything, and in a moment, the bodies of Ming Yan and the horse were surrounded by firelight. The flame was like a flower blooming in hell, blooming fiercely into the sky.

This was the last scene in Su Mo'er's eyes, and in an instant, she was awakened by fright, her eyes opened suddenly, the sweat slipped down and blurred the scene in front of her, and when she saw the familiar decorations, she understood that she was sleeping in her own home.