The flowers and moons that you see in your eyes are still the same cold appearance as clear and plain clothes.

Three seconds of fluttering, three seconds of looking at each other, but Ru Huan felt that his heart had been torn apart and could no longer be pieced together.

She failed to catch Hua Shuyue's hand at the last moment, and in the blur of tears, she only saw the lips of this handsome fairy-like son's lips lightly opened. Following the shape of the other party's lips, Ru Huan followed with a hoarse voice: "I...... Love...... You ......"

Do I love you?

At the last glance, Ru Huan only saw a shallow smile full of love but full of happiness, beautiful and heartbreaking. This is a look that has never appeared on the face of the cold and melancholy Hua Shuyue.

Perhaps, you are truly happy when you die for your beloved!

But are you just letting me live in the world with regret and remorse?

Hua Shuyue's body had fallen to the bottom of the cliff at this time, and in an instant, his legs, waist, shoulders, and even his face were all blocked by the cliff and could no longer be seen!

Ru Huan shouted loudly with some sadness: "Why don't you dare to say it out loud in your own mouth!" But the aftermath was lingering, and I was afraid that Hua Shuyue, who had fallen into the deep valley, could no longer be heard at this moment.

Seeing that Hua Shuyue died for herself, Ru Huan even had the urge to jump with him, but she ran to the edge of the cliff with her feet, and Leng Xiuze's smile suddenly appeared in front of her. The seductive smile, the love that seeped into the bones and blood, the instant tremor of the tip of her heart made her nailed to the ground, facing the smoke-shrouded valley and not jumping.

If I go because of this, what will Xiu Ze do?

Write the moon, your affection in this life Ruhuan can't be repaid. In the next life, you will promise you to be with each other for the rest of your life, so do you like it?

Ru Huan just stood on the edge of the cliff in a daze, his thoughts seemed to escape into the dialogue with Hua Shuyue, and let the autumn wind blow away the light ink hair, but he lost his soul like that......

If you don't know that you have been fed such a poison, or if you don't see the appearance of foaming at the mouth and twitching your limbs, there may be someone who will go out of their way to save people in the mood of hoping for a miracle, but the terrifying corpse of the soldier is vividly visible, what kind of emotions can drive Hua Shuyue to make such a choice?

The crowd could not have imagined.

No one thought that even after witnessing the tragic situation of the poison attack, Hua Shuyue still intercepted the poison-covered arrow feathers with her body in mid-air without hesitation, until he had fallen into the valley, and everyone came to their senses.

Nan Piaoyao saw that she had actually shot Hua Shuyue, the only man she had ever loved in her life, her eyes turned scarlet, and among them was the madness of flying, and she screamed sharply, and she pulled out an arrow feather and put it on the bow again.

Ji Xuanran's angry eyes flashed, and a few ice-breaking pieces went straight to Nanpiao and galloped away.

Nan Piaoyao hurriedly waved his bow and arrow to shoot down the icebreaker, and when he saw that Chen Xiu had already come to his side, he seemed to be about to make a move. Nan Piao's bloodshot eyes glared at Ru Huan fiercely, then threw down Su Muxue's bow and arrows, turned around and fled without a trace.

Ji Xuanran didn't want to kill her to avenge Hua Shuyue, to be honest, Hua Shuyue's death was one less of an eyesore for him, so he didn't order Chen Xiu to chase after him. It's just that seeing Ru Huan standing on the edge of the cliff like a dementia and not moving, Ji Xuanran became a little irritable.

With a little hesitation and confusion, he walked to Ru Huan's side, and even looked at the bottomless valley.

"Flowers write the moon...... Why did he ......" He really wanted to ask, why did Hua Shuyue choose to die for Ru Huan? He also likes Ru Huan very much, but he died for Ru Huan, maybe ...... Possible...... Probably......

Ru Huan didn't seem to hear it, still staring at the misty mountain stream in confusion.

"Maybe...... He's not dead...... No corpses to be seen...... There is still hope ......" Ji Xuanran, who has always been scheming, saw that Ru Huan was unusual, and wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but suddenly felt a little short of words.

At this moment, he forgot the purpose of his original intention to win the Mirror of the Heart, and some contradictory emotions in his heart were slowly magnifying. For a while, he felt that Ru Huan was in love with Leng Xiuze, and it was not worth dying for a woman who didn't love him; for a while, he felt that he was a little envious of Hua Shuyue, at least from now on, there would be someone in the world who would never forget each other in this life, and the soul after death would never feel lonely!

Ji Xuanran's expression was a little trance-like, and suddenly a black shadow rushed in!

The man's right palm struck Ji Xuanran's chest, and with his left hand, he scooped up Ru Huan's waist and rushed forward. His attack on Ji Xuanran's palm was just a false move, the purpose was to prevent the other party from snatching Ru Huan.

Chen Xiu and the others were still far away from the two, and it was too late to intercept them. When Ji Xuanran came back to his senses, the man had already disappeared with Ru Huan......

Ru Huan didn't resist, not even a little moved, she still looked like she was demented, and let the mysterious person with the black mask kidnap her down the mountain.

When he came to the secluded place at the foot of the mountain, the man didn't seem to pity the jade, and threw Ru Huan on the grass with all his might, and then he spread out his palms and said nothing.

Ru Huan still didn't move, what posture was it at first, and what posture it was still with.

Obviously, that person also wanted to ask Ru Huan for the Chengxin Mirror, but seeing Ru Huan like this, if he went to her arms to ask for it, it seemed a little inappropriate, judging from his somewhat hesitant expression, he could be regarded as half a righteous gentleman?

At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and the man looked up at the sky with a little impatience. In order to seize the time, he had to turn his heart sideways, and an iron thistle in his sleeve fell into the palm of his hand. Picking up the weapon, he waved his arm slightly, and Ru Huan's sleeve was cut a few times.

In the first line of heaven, Ru Huan once took out the Chengxin Mirror, and then she casually put it into the shirt on her chest. It can be seen that this person doesn't know what happened before, he should have just arrived at the cliff and took away Ruhuan.

Seeing that there was no clear mirror, the man hesitated slightly, and his eyes fell on Ru Huan's chest in a leather robe. Lifting the thistle, he stopped again.

After a pause, only the doubts in his eyes were magnified, maybe he didn't open his mouth at first because he was afraid that Ru Huan would recognize the voice, but it can be seen that Ru Huan did not resist, and he finally couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with you?" But he deliberately hoarse his voice, and the voice he made was very ugly.

For some reason, when Ru Huan heard this person's question, he slowly responded. She seemed to know each other, and although her gaze was still empty and empty, she replied slowly, "He...... Flowers write moon ...... Dead ......"

The man was suddenly shocked, his eyes flashed with murderous aura, and even his voice almost forgot to hide it: "You lied to me!"

Ru Huan still murmured sluggishly: "He...... Flowers write moon ...... Dead ......"

The man let go of the thistle in his hand, closed his eyes and tilted his head and neck slightly, until two huge teardrops slipped down......

After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, his demeanor had returned to his original state.