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Fang Yunting's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly forgot about the pain wolf on his body, and quickly rushed towards the thatched house.

Covered in blood, everywhere, full of scarlet ......

Fang Yunting was just about to step into the thatched house with his front feet, but after seeing the scene in the house, he was stunned.

Zhu Yeqing still maintained his previous posture, leaning forward, his eyes widened, and blood continued to spill out of his mouth.

Looking downward, Mu Xinya sat on the ground, her eyes glazed over, her hands seemed to be holding something tightly. That thing is deeply inserted in the chest of the bamboo root, impartially.

The blood kept pouring down like a raging waterfall.

Fang Yunting came back to his senses in an instant, and immediately came to Mu Xinya's side quickly, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Mu Xinya was fine.

Raised his hand to touch Zhu Yeqing's neck, there was no pulse. Fang Yunting frowned slightly, and with a hand knife knocked Zhu Yeqing's body flying.

The flesh and sword separated, and more blood burst out, splattering everywhere. And Mu Xinya still clung to the hilt of the green sword in a daze, without even looking at Fang Yunting.

Seeing her strangeness and blood all over her body, Fang Yunting's heart suddenly tightened, and he was almost out of breath in distress. Even if Fang Cai almost died at the hands of Zhugen, he was never so afraid.

"Xinya, it's me, I'm back. It's all right, it's all right......"

He squatted down and trembled and grabbed Mu Xinya's shoulders, trying to hug her into his arms. But Mu Xinya didn't move, her eyes were straight, as if she was petrified.

"Xinya, can you look at me? Give me the sword, and it will hurt you. ”

Fang Yunting coaxed her softly, her eyes were slightly red, and her heart was getting more and more painful, "Is there any injury?" Is it okay to answer me? Mu Xinya, don't scare me, I'm Fang Yunting......"

He is the big bastard Fang Yunting, he is the most useless Fang Yunting, he is Fang Yunting who can't even protect Mu Xinya, he is the coward Fang Yunting who loves Mu Xinya but doesn't dare to say it......

"Yun Ting, Fang Yun Ting!"

After hearing this familiar name, a few hints of charm appeared on Mu Xinya's originally pale face, and she began to murmur in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm Fang Yunting, the matter is settled, and it's all right. I'm back, I'm back. Fang Yunting carefully cupped her face and let her gaze meet his.

"It's all right...... You're back...... Yun Ting ......"

Mu Xinya's eyes finally fluctuated, as if she had woken up from that nightmare.

"Fang Yunting, you're injured!" After seeing the wound on Fang Yunting's body, she frowned and exclaimed.

"I'm fine, just rest for a few days, do you have any injuries?" Fang Yunting touched her face. That's what he cares about most.

"I'm ......" Mu Xinya's eyes showed a little confusion, "How could I get hurt......"

Her gaze subconsciously followed her hand.

"Ahh How could there be so much blood! Is this blood all yours? She asked in a panic.

Fang Yunting's face was a little stunned, but then he disappeared, paused and said in a deep voice: "Yes...... It's mine. ”

"Do you hurt? Shall we go to the doctor? ”

Mu Xinya's eyes flashed with deep worry, and she uneasily pounced on Fang Yunting's neck and buried her head deep in his neck.

"You can't have anything, you can't, I don't allow it."

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I won't have an accident." Sensing her uneasiness and insecurity, Fang Yunting hugged her tightly and patted her on the back gently, trying to comfort her.

It's so exciting that you forgot about it? Forgot...... Best.

"Hmm!" Mu Xinya just wanted to nod, but her eyes didn't blink after touching the blood-covered black-robed corpse on the ground in the distance.

His body began to tremble, his back stiffened, and his hands and feet became cold.

"That man...... Who is it......

A trembling voice sounded, Fang Yunting was startled, let go of her and turned his head back, following her gaze.

Oops!

Fang Yunting immediately moved his body, blocking her sight, and said softly: "That's nothing, don't think about it."

"Nothing? No...... It's not like that. ”

Mu Xinya wrinkled her eyebrows, shaking her head and denying it constantly, and some broken fragments flashed in her mind.

His gaze shifted downward, and the green sword he held tightly in his left hand was stained with blood.

It was she who killed the man.

"I killed someone...... I've killed someone......" Mu Xinya's eyes widened in disbelief. What did she do?

"No, he's damned. Xinya, it's not your fault, you're just trying to protect yourself. Fang Yunting looked nervous, stroked her back, and explained to her over and over again.

"Don't think about it anymore, it's okay for a while, after today, we will have a new life-"

"No, it can't be! I killed people, a lot of blood, blood everywhere, I'm a demon......"

Her hands were covered with blood, she was burdened with sins, she was not worthy of Fang Yunting, she had to pay for her life......

Tears could not stop falling, mingling with blood, and a wave of despair spread and raged in my heart. With tears in her eyes, in Fang Yunting's warm embrace, Mu Xinya trembled and raised her hand holding the green sword.

Since ancient times, it is natural to kill people to pay for their lives.

"Are you crazy? Stop it! ”

Just as the green sword stabbed straight towards her abdomen, Fang Yunting discovered her attempt and roared and reached out to stop her.

Clutching the blade of the sword, the incomparably sharp green sword cut a long wound on his hand, and blood flowed down his fingers.

His gaze was still firmly fixed on Mu Xinya's dead face, mixed with heavy grief and pain, and his heart was colic, indifferent to the injuries on his hands.

How could the kind and beautiful Mu Xinya in the past survive and die like now......

"Let go, Fang Yunting, let go."

Tears wet her cheeks, and Mu Xinya spit out this sentence from her mouth word by word, her eyes resolute.

"I won't let it go," Fang Yunting paused, suddenly chuckled, and his words were a little threatening, "If you want to commit suicide, okay, then I'll accompany you." ”

Hearing this, Mu Xinya looked up at him, and from his serious expression, he could see that his words were not a joke, and he couldn't help frowning.

"You dare!"

"Why don't you dare?" Fang Yunting asked with a smile, holding Mu Xinya's hand with his other hand, and moving the green sword aimed at her abdomen to his heart, his eyes darkened.

Eyes met in the air, and the two of them were so deadlocked.

"Mu Xinya, have you thought about it, if you really die for an irrelevant person today, what should your mother do?" Fang Yunting lowered his voice. What would he do without her?

"Mother, mother, mother......"

Hearing Fang Yunting mention her mother-in-law, Mu Xinya's originally stubborn gaze softened, and her whole person instantly softened.

In this world, there are still mothers and Leling......

Seeing her vacillation, Fang Yunting finally breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that she was still holding the sword in her hand, he couldn't help but worry again.

How could there be such a thing on Xinya? Although she used her sword to protect herself and kill Zhu Yeqing just now, this kind of sword that fights and kills is not suitable for her at all.

It's too dangerous.

"So, listen to me and give me the sword, okay? Forget all about today, and I'll take you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see your mother in a few days. ”

Fang Yunting's narrow eyes were full of tenderness, and he whispered half-seductively.

"Really?" Hearing this, Mu Xinya's eyes had a glow, but the next moment she began to hesitate again, and her cautious appearance seemed to not even dare to make a sound, and her tears flowed more urgently.

"But, my father won't let me go back."

The voice as thin as a mosquito with a thick crying tone made Fang Yunting stunned for a moment, and his heart hurt even more.

"Rest assured, he won't know. Even if he knew, I would have taken you away immediately. Don't you know my kung fu yet? I still remember the first time we met, it was in the Prime Minister's House. That night in the study, I knocked you unconscious and no one knew. ”

Pinching her face dotingly, recalling the scene when the two met for the first time, Fang Yunting's eyes moved slightly, and an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart.

Maybe since that night of encounter, and then later, it was all fate, and he couldn't help it anymore.

If he could, he really wanted to start all over again, then he wouldn't let her suffer so much again.

Definitely not.

Retracting the flood of thoughts, Fang Yunting's eyes showed a bit of firmness, and when he saw Mu Xinya's tearful eyes and moist cheeks, his body subconsciously slowly moved towards her.

Even if he will disobey his father, he will not hesitate to do so.

Mu Xinya was originally like him, immersed in the bits and pieces of memories of the past. And the next moment, she only felt a warm touch on her face.

Fang Yunting's hands held her face gently, as carefully as a precious and fragile porcelain, and her thin lips were covering her skin, little by little, kissing away the crystal tears on her face.

His handsome and familiar face was infinitely enlarged, and he could even be seen fluttering his long eyelashes like butterfly wings.

Fang Yunting, Fang Yunting was kissing her......

The crispy and itchy feeling came, and Mu Xinya felt that there seemed to be hot blood rushing in her brain, and her face was infinitely red.

"I'm dirty, it's blood." I couldn't stand it anymore, Mu Xinya blushed and pushed his chest in embarrassment.

A smile flashed in Fang Yunting's eyes, and the corners of his lips were hooked evilly, his lips were still tightly pressed against her, and he whispered in a low voice.

"It's okay, I don't care. The heart is so fragrant and sweet, let's continue. ”

It's so fragrant and sweet, keep ......

I feel like I'm going to faint......

Just as Fang Yunting was about to kiss her on the lips, Mu Xinya's eyes suddenly darkened, and the whole person collapsed, falling directly into the crook of his powerful arm.

Fang Yunting immediately hugged her tightly, but after hearing her even breathing, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and at the same time touched his lips with a lot of nostalgia.

Hey, what a silly girl, she can fall asleep at this time. That's it, it's a long time to come......

Shaking his head helplessly, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground steadily. One qiē is finally over.

After arranging her long hair, Fang Yunting was about to pick her up by the waist, only to hear a "clang". Mu Xinya's hand holding the sword let go, and the sword fell down, making a crisp impact with the ground.

Fang Yunting glanced at it casually, but when he inadvertently looked at the sword body, the whole person froze in place.

The green sword, which was even more cold and cold after being stained with human blood, didn't know when, two words loomed on the sword:

Dugu.