Huo Qian came to find Wen Aya, firstly, because he really cared about Wen Aya's safety, and secondly, he was self-assured that he would come and go silently, and he would never let Yin Yanxue find out. So, here he comes. When he came here, he was astonished. The tragic situation in one place, the smell of blood in the courtyard, made him almost faint.

Although he didn't understand why Luo Hanqian and Bai Muzhen were just kneeling, he was reluctant to step forward and hug Wen Aya down. But he wouldn't be like them, so scared that he didn't even have the courage to take a step forward. How worried he was about Wen Aya's safety, how much he wanted to get closer to Wen Aya's side and hug her away to see if she had breath? Therefore, even though it was only a few steps away, it seemed as if he had walked for a century.

When he finally walked up to Wen Aya's side and reached out to hug her. His heart trembled so badly that his feet almost softened. He took a deep breath and forced himself to compose. Stretched out his hand, picked up Wen Aya tremblingly, and quickly took two steps back, leaving Hua Xiaonan's blood, only then did he collapse from exhaustion, and sat down with a butt.

As he sat down, he fell backwards to the ground, and Wen Aya's face followed him. As a result, a cold and stiff feeling instantly hit his heart. Let him 'ah' and cry: "No, miss, how can you ...... Can you leave the money behind and go?"

He screamed so bitterly and tragically that Bai Muzhen and Luo Hanqian's hearts were scraped like knives. They couldn't help but want to stand up, walked to Huo Qian's side and hugged Wen Aya, however, their feet didn't have any strength, so they could only watch Huo Qian go crazy, crying and screaming. And their hearts, like Huo Qian, are also crying and screaming.

Bai Muzhen didn't say a word from beginning to end after coming here, not because he didn't want to say it, but because his heart was broken and empty. I only felt that there was no Wen Aya in heaven and earth, without her laughter, without her body fragrance, without her smell, what was the meaning of his life? He still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that Wen Aya would not die. Hoping that at some point she would suddenly move, or stand up, walk up to his side, and tell her that she was still alive.

However, hearing Huo Qian's mournful and tragic scream, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered. Only then did he know that everything was just his good wishes. The wish has been broken, what is the point of him living? The funny thing is that he actually left Wen Aya to live alone for so long, and did not immediately go to the underworld with her to accompany her, but let her live alone below.

When he thought of this, his heart ached like a knife cone, and he suddenly burst out laughing. This laughter is no longer like human laughter, and it is more terrifying and frightening than the cry of a ghost.

Luo Hanqian heard Bai Muzhen's laughter and couldn't help but look at him. At this glance, he was taken aback. I saw Bai Muzhen holding the Xue Ling Sword in his hand and stabbing at his henchman.

"Don't ......" Luo Hanqian wanted to stop it, wanted to stand up and walk over and snatch Bai Muzhen's Xue Ling Sword down. However, due to excessive grief, his whole body has collapsed, where does he have the strength to stand up?

In this way, he could only watch in horror as Bai Muzhen stabbed his chest and abdomen with a sword.

However, at this moment, two rays of light suddenly shot from the direction of the palace prison. The light was like gold, and it was darkness, and it streaked a golden light across the sky, and it was darkened with darkness. No one could see what those two rays of light were, or rather, those two rays of light were nothing more than an illusion in people's eyes, something that never happened at all.

However, it is indeed something that exists. No, it wasn't a thing, but three figures flashed with those two rays of light, slashing straight into the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion like a bolt of lightning, slashing the Xue Ling Sword in Bai Muzhen's hand to the ground.

Bai Muzhen was angry and angry, staring at a pair of blood-red, angry and sad eyes, looking at the three people who came, he couldn't help but shout in a low and hoarse voice: "Who?"

Luo Hanqian was first taken aback when he saw these three people coming so quickly and so quickly. When he saw the person again, he couldn't help crying with joy: "Master, are you back?"

Yes, one of the three people who came suddenly was Prime Minister Wen. The other two were a man dressed in gold, with blond hair and eyes. The man was about twenty-eight or nineteen years of age, with thick, dark eyebrows slightly raised, eyes shining like gold, with a sharpness that seemed to be able to see through a human heart, a resolute and majestic face, a tall nose, pursed lips, and a slightly frowning thick eyebrows. These, all of them are showing off his personality and the style of a king, a natural golden long hair with golden eyes, and a golden robe, so that his whole person is bathed in a golden ocean, exuding a unique noble and majestic momentum.

The other man was the opposite. I saw that this man had a cangsang face, and I couldn't tell how old he was, as if he was only thirty or forty years old, and as if he was hundreds of years old, and even more like a god and Buddha who had lived for thousands of years. His gaze was warm but seemed to have a kind of indifference, as if he looked down on everything in the world. He was wearing a wide black suit, which seemed to be an official uniform, but looking at it today, no official's official uniform would be black. He had white and black, black and white hair, which seemed coarse, but it ran straight down from his head to his waist, spreading out, fluttering in the wind, and shaking with his steps and every movement.

He was standing quietly next to the golden man, watching the golden man pick up the Xue Ling Sword from the ground, and his gentle gaze with a hint of indifference flashed a strange light, but it was only a flash.

The golden man picked up the Xue Ling Sword, and the Xue Ling Sword originally made a sad and deep low sound, but for some reason, when it reached the golden man's hand, it no longer whispered, but the whole body suddenly lit up.

The golden man looked at Xue Ling Sword, his eyes full of praise. He looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Muzhen and said in a deep tone: "As a man in the world, you don't think well about how to serve the country, how to stand in all directions, and let the people of the world love you and revere you." You are so heroic and short of breath that you want to destroy your life for the sake of a woman, it is really unbearable!"

Bai Muzhen was suffocated when he heard this, he killed him, what about this person?

He raised his eyes in displeasure, glared at the golden man and said angrily, "Who are you?"