Night is approaching, and the cold moonlight is shining on the scarlet river.

All the streets and alleys of the whole of Los Angeles, all the mermaids have retreated, making way for streets full of corpses.

The streets were eerily quiet, with tiny flames struggling and dancing, and charred corpses falling beneath them.

Scattered around the corpses were many naked women, with many blood marks on their bare skin, and they looked at the sky, dazed like corpses.

Rows of black-clad men walked past the women, imprinting their faces on the numb women's faces, filling in the gaps in the registration papers in their hands.

Tuoba Qian grabbed a sharp blade and leaned against the door of Tuoba Mansion, her clothes were a little messy, but fortunately, she was holding an extremely narrow sword, watching those people in black walk past her one by one.

The black-clad and daytime mermen seemed to have received some order, and the only few mermaid soldiers who tried to commit violence against her were stabbed to death by the black-clad men.

It was also the men in black who captured the Wanderers and Snow Goose for a near-pure-blooded Feather Clan with a pair of gray wings.

At the entrance of the alley, she saw a person walking slowly not far away, and behind that person, there was a group of people standing still far away.

When the figure slowly approached, Tuoba Qian saw the person's appearance clearly, it was Xiang Yiming, who was covered in blood and carried the silver-white sword, and slowly walked over.

"Yiming..."Tuoba Qian trotted down, he wrapped his arms around Xiang Yiming's waist, put his side face on Xiang Yiming's chest, tears fell, and pointed at those black-clothed people and shouted, "Those people took away the exile and the snow geese." ”

Xiang Yiming gently touched Tuoba Qian's head, he looked at the rows of black-clothed people in front of him, turned his head and looked back at Tuoba Qian, who was standing not far away and did not move, lowered his head, and rubbed his face lightly on Tuoba Qian's head, "Don't worry, I won't let them be hurt.... They will all come back safely.... Snow geese, displacement, and your mother. ”

Tuoba Qian's eyes widened, she grabbed Xiang Yiming's arm violently, and tilted her head, "Where is my mother? ”

Xiang Yiming forced out a smile and patted Tuoba Qian's head, "Everything will be fine, you..." Do not worry. ”

Tuoba Qian shook off Xiang Yiming's arm, and she looked back, where there was a group of people.

Yan Sui looked at Tuoba Qian's eyes from afar, turned around slowly, and instructed the people around her, "Prepare to let that woman go, I always need my nephew to see my sincerity." ”

Everyone around him turned around and surrounded him, blocking Tuoba Qian's sight.

Tuoba Qian raised the narrow heavy sword in her hand and wanted to chase it, but was grabbed by Xiang Yiming.

"Let go of me, Yiming!" Tuoba Qian roared hysterically, she turned her head to look at Xiang Yiming, who was facing away from her, with a cry in her voice, "I'm going to save them..."

Xiang Yiming turned around, hugged Tuoba Qian fiercely, smiled softly, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Tuoba Qian was stunned, this was the first time she saw Xiang Yiming crying, this deep man, he would bury all his thoughts in his heart, carry it alone, and never show his vulnerability in front of the world.

"Tuoba Qian.... I will protect them well .... Protect you... Don't worry..."Xiang Yiming looked up at the sky, he slowly forced out a smile, and comforted the woman in his arms in a calm tone.

..........

Qian Jin held a small red lacquer cabinet and slowly walked into the secluded temple.

At the door, Hua Que held an umbrella, looked at Qian Jin, who was gradually walking towards him, took a breath, and closed his eyes.

After a while, Qian Jin approached, and Hua Que opened his eyes, "It's not long before that time, if it is true as the prophecy says, then the fate of that little girl may change in the near future." ”

Qian Jin squinted, the prophecy of the Hosarsa sometimes has a slight deviation in time, according to Hua Que learned from his sister, the curtain of that prophecy will fall at the end of March, and there is still a month and a half before now.

"How long can you keep it?" asked Qianjin, her hand tugging at the red lacquer with more force, and she seemed a little nervous.

Hua Que groaned, Meizu is different from the human race, Meizu basically has no heart, they were born from the emotional fragments of the world, and a small number of Meizu people with hearts are extremely special, they are more like people, more complex in feelings, and more sensitive.

"Three months, your Meizu's heart can remain outside the chest cavity for three months. If it doesn't find its home for three months, it will be reduced to pieces. Hua Que replied to Qianjin's question and hesitated, "Have you thought about it?"

"Hmm. Qian Jin touched the red lacquer cabinet in her arms, and she nodded, "Do it, the high priest has noticed me." In the future, I may not be able to get out. ”

Hua Que was silent, he sighed heavily, turned his head and glanced at Qian Jin, "If you really make up your mind, then you have to hold the idea of death." Your Meizu heart only beats for the soul, and a soul that has lost interest in life will inevitably not be favored by the heart. ”

Qian Jin nodded, she glanced at the thing in her hand, and handed it to Hua Que, "Give it to my sister later, there is that dark snail in it, and I left it." ”

Hua Que stared into Qianjin's eyes, he looked down at the things in Qianjin's hand, was silent, and asked, "Can you tell why? Why are you willing to pay this?" ”

"She was my family, the first one who taught me about the world. Qian Jin handed over the things in his hand to Hua Que's hand, "The only concern I have in my life now is her, if she is not happy, I will definitely be in pain." ”

"I'm bound to bring her your stuff. Hua Que sighed and slowly took out a porcelain bottle from his cuff, "Drink this, it will make you unconscious." ”

Qian Jin took it, pinched it open, looked at the liquid in the bottle, and raised his head to reveal a quiet smile, "There is Dr. Lao Huaque, I hope you can abide by the agreement between us." ”

"The old man will not break his word. Hua Que looked at Qian Jin, who raised his head and drank the medicine after he finished speaking, he seemed to be sending an old friend, and said slowly, "Then, goodbye." ”

Three hours later, a silver heart was pinched in Hua Que's hand, and the heart was beating in his hand. His hands were not stained with a trace of blood, and he looked at the huge table from a distance. The body of Qianjin above was slowly cracking open, turning into fragments and annihilating little by little, like fireflies rising from the grass in summer.

Hua Que silently turned around, opened the umbrella, and walked out of the temple.

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