The night is coming to an end, the moonlight is faint, and the darkness before dawn is always long with no end in sight.

The snowflakes are blooming, scattered in the dark night, accompanied by the sound of the whining flute in the ears, like the tears of a wanderer from home, cold and dazzling.

The surface of the water god lake gradually rotated, as if there was an invisible big hand, stirring them at an accelerated pace, and then suddenly pulled up, setting off thousands of wild waves, overwhelmingly slapping down.

In the rumbling and angry waves, under the bright splash of water, Yan Xia, Xiuniang, Pang De and Ma Chao on the lakeside, in this sudden change, were like a lonely boat in the sea, and they were swallowed in the cold vast lake water in the blink of an eye.

And when this majestic lake swept to Zhou Yu's side, it was blocked by an invisible and qualitative blue light, and it was not allowed to immerse itself in the inner range of the plum tree. Take a closer look, at this moment, on the plum tree above Zhou Yu's head, there is a bewitching figure sitting lazily, wearing a gold-edged silver silk white lotus robe, waist-length black hair dancing in the wind among the fragrant plum blossoms, slender eyes are tightly closed, warm lips are opened and closed, following the melody of Zhou Yu's flute, chanting something in a low voice, the index finger of the right hand rhythmically tapping the palm of the left hand, suddenly immersed in it, willing to look like a glutton.

If Mu Shan was beside them, he would definitely exclaim loudly, that piece of 10,000-year-old ice was really like a shadow, stalking, no matter where he ran, this guy would come out and mix for a while.

"Who......a" Mu Shan poked his head out of the icy water, his face was pale, his lips were blue, his physical strength had already been overdrawn, and his body couldn't help but rush in with the lake, until he was pushed to the shore of the lake, staggering and rolling on the cold and damp land.

Looking up, I saw that the night was blurry, the stars were dim, and in the sky, there was no trace of the moon, but I didn't know how long it would take for the dawn to come.

"Stepping on the ......" There was a sudden sound of low footsteps in his ears, Mu Shan cheered up, supported his hands on the ground, barely stood up, and looked towards the source of the sound.

Even if it was just a faint glance, but in that moment, Mu Shan still felt a chill and pain that could not be suppressed.

Ahead, Xiuniang was trembling and standing up from the ground, her left arm was completely red with blood, her long eyelashes, accompanied by her rapid breathing, and her weak body, were trembling together, like peach blossoms about to wither in the wind and rain. And opposite her, Yan Xia was holding a bright red and blood-like reverse water cold, step by step, murderously walking towards Xiuniang, the tip of the sword in front of her finger had clearly explained everything that happened here.

Suddenly, Mu Shan's extremely tired body suddenly surged with a new force, followed by deep anger and incomprehension, confusion and sadness.

Xiuniang is his childhood sweetheart who grew up together, more than ten years of time, more than ten years of love, so that her weight in Mu Shan's mind can only be compared with Qin Mei and Fengxian; And although Yan Xia has known each other for a short time, Mu Shan has an indescribable and unreasonable affection for her, I don't know if it is out of pity, guilt, or love that he has never thought of?

"You ......, why would you do this!" In an instant, Mu Shan seemed to have forgotten the weakness of his body, forgot the exhaustion of his spirit, and strode towards the two of them, his tall body, like a mountain and a mountain, blocked in front of Xiu Niang, and the evil spirits in his hand seemed to be able to feel the master's state of mind at the moment, and trembled slightly at Yan Xia in front of him.

The whistling wind seems to become even colder at this moment, as if it wants to blow out and extinguish the flame of hope of all living beings!

Yan Xia stopped moving forward, staring at Mu Shan in a daze, her body trembled unknowingly, and she didn't know if it was because of the coldness of the lake that she had just soaked in, or the despair and desolation that came from her heart: "You, or choose her?!" ”

"I ......" Mu Shan's lips squirmed slightly, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything, the woman in front of him, the thin and messy body, the haggard pale cheeks, and the sad look, seemed to bring Mu Shan back to the past that only belonged to her. The familiar and unfamiliar scenes, like vivid pictures, kept flashing in front of him, deep and painful, so that Mu Shan could not have the slightest resentment and disgust towards her.

"You're going to do it for her...... Kill me! Yan Xia seemed to be in a nightmare, ignoring the evil spirits in front of her that were enough to easily pierce her, Ming Ruoqiushui's eyes were filled with deep disappointment and heartache, and her steps stepped forward firmly and heavily, as if the tip of the sword in front of her was no longer death, but a relief: "Very good, then let's do it!" ”

"You ......" Mu Shan saw that the tip of the sword had already touched Yan Xia's clothes, and the strings in his heart seemed to be tense and cracked in an instant, and the right hand holding the sword, for some reason, suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, allowing the evil to fall to the ground.

"That's it, the world is impermanent, but there is a clear distinction between public and private, one grievance, one love and one death, never forgotten, and there is no escape. What you owe in the last life is destined to be repaid in this life. ”

Mu Shan opened his hands, facing the whistling north wind, staring at Yan Xia with burning eyes, guilt, regret, and love, indescribably intertwined, but his tone was with an unquestionable strength: "I won't hurt you, but I don't allow anyone to hurt Xiuniang, you want to kill her, unless you kill me first!" ”

"The reincarnation of the world......" Yan Xia recited in a low voice, the vicissitudes of life seemed to have gone through a thousand turns of time, through endless wind, frost, snow and rain, holding the last glimmer of hope, eagerly and pleadingly echoed: "I am still here, and the past has not gone far......." Just kill her and give you a drink of the Emperor's Pulp, and you can forget her forever, and then we can still start again, just like before, Qin Se and Ming ......"

"Whimsical!" Mu Shan refuted firmly: "If you kill Xiuniang, even if I don't kill you, I won't treat you well in this life, and I won't talk about harmony with you." I was born with no reaction to the world's medicines, even if it was a plague that could poison all souls, it would not work for me, let alone the Pulp of the Emperor! ”

“…… You really don't want to be with me? ”

"If you don't want to, you can't, I'm not his ...... after all"

"Alright, well, then I will fulfill you." Yan Xia's eyes were full of tears, her delicate body trembled in the wind, like a catkins and duckweed floating here, no longer supported, her teeth bit her lower lip tightly until she bit blood, her trembling right hand, holding a crystal red and clear cold against the water, as if she had abandoned all the emotions and sustenance in her heart, with the momentum of killing everything, she stabbed forward fiercely: "From now on, the grievances and grievances between us will be written off with a sword!" ”

The blood flowers, suddenly released from Mu Shan's chest, scattered and splashed, dripping on the delicate red and fire-like cold against the water, adding a bit of blood and hideousness.