The day of the Night Rabbit Clan, Twilight Xiu hates it. The gray sky, the color of eternal dusk, makes it impossible to distinguish between night and day. He sat in a teahouse not far from the alley and waited for her for a long time. Twilight sat by the window, staring intently at the bustling street where people came and went.

Twilight looked at the woman in the long white dress who had just caught his sight on the street, and the joy in his heart made him almost want to rush out the door.

…… She's coming, it's her......

When the woman in the white dress felt the gaze and looked at the windowsill where Twilight Xiu was sitting, Twilight's heart seemed to fall to the bottom. Such a strange and charming face, not her...... He raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the table and poured it down to himself.

…… It's bitter...... It's bitter......

Didn't come, it wasn't her, it wasn't her......

"Someone." Twilight said lightly.

The waiter on the side hurriedly came over, "What do you need from this guest?" ”

"Wine." After Twilight Xiu finished speaking, he seemed to have lost a trace of strength in his body, and he didn't want to say a word again.

Soon, the waiter brought a bottle of red wine on a tray. Open and pour into the glass with a skilful motion. "Guest, please use it slowly." After the waiter said respectfully, he took the tray and walked away.

Twilight picked up the glass, tilted his head, and poured a glass of red wine into his mouth. The rich aroma of wine comes from the surface. The wine came up, and Twilight Xiu only felt dizzy when he looked at the wine bottle, and there was a ghost. He rarely drank alcohol, so he was always drunk. In the past, Twilight scoffed at people who used alcohol to numb themselves to escape reality. Think they're stupid and ridiculous. Reality can't be escaped, and when you wake up, what you feel uncomfortable with and what you can't accept will still not improve. However, unexpectedly, now Twilight Xiu felt that this was the best way to escape from reality, and he even thought that maybe after he woke up, he would be able to see her in front of him when he opened his eyes! Maybe, maybe......

Twilight poured himself a full bottle of wine and drank it in one gulp. In a few moments, a bottle of red wine had been poured into his stomach. Twilight said to the waiter not far away, and put on another bottle of wine.

The waiter came over, "Kindly advise, guest, you are already drunk, it is better not to drink again." ”

Twilight Xiu stood up, except for a little haste in his steps and a dazed look, he didn't look drunk at all. "Serve me wine."

The waiter said, "Guest, you ......"

Before the waiter finished speaking, a crystal long sword that was transparent and exuded a cold and murderous aura was placed on the waiter's neck. "I said, serve me a drink." Twilight's voice was extremely cold. The waiter only felt as if he had been thrown into a cold kiln.

The wine came up, and he drank bottle after bottle, and at some point, the table was full of wine bottles, and Twilight Xiu was drunk.

It's a long time...... It's so far away...... Twilight's mind was a mess. I don't know how long it took.

It's so uncomfortable, it's never been so uncomfortable, this place, here, it's so uncomfortable. Twilight Xiu's left hand was clenched into a fist against his heart, as if in this way, his heart would not hurt so much anymore.

The waiter walked over and said apologetically in his voice, "Guest, it's time for us to close." ”

Without looking up, he opened the bag that had been lying beside the table, and the full coin was scattered. The waiter on the side never said anything again.

The teahouse was deserted, and he was the only one sitting in the teahouse in a decadent state. He looked up at the sky outside the window, the color of dusk, and couldn't tell the difference between day and night. Time passed in a hurry, and he couldn't tell how long he had been in this teahouse until General Lan Ling took him back to the Night Palace.

When General Lan Ling found Du Xiu in the teahouse, his face was like ashes, and his face was full of despair, he was not half surprised, nor did he say a word, and took Du Xiu back.

Lan Ling Xiaofan.

After coming to the Night Rabbit Clan with the king, Lan Ling always thought of his sister, the girl who often called his brother mischievously. On that day, when the king came up to him and commanded him without any emotion, 'Kill her,' for a moment he could not accept it. The king, the man whom he believed to be a god, ordered him to kill his own sister, who had been the man's concubine.

When he could not accept it, he respectfully saluted the king's back, and he only heard his own voice say in a harsh and respectful voice, "Yes, my king, the edict of the minister." ”

Lan Ling didn't know how he walked back to the palace, the whole person was in a daze, and he didn't go to court for several days on the grounds that he was seriously ill.

In those few nights, he always dreamed of Lan Ling'er. Lan Ling'er, who was just born, just learned to walk, Lan Ling'er who called him brother for the first time, Lan Ling'er who coquettishly let him hug, Lan Ling'er who was in love for the first time, and Lan Ling'er, who was named a concubine and entered the palace, said to him that he would be happy......

Lan Ling thought that he would never forget Lan Ling'er's expression on the day he was named Concubine Ling. On that day, Lan Ling'er smiled brightly and dazzlingly.

After a few days of decadence, Lan Ling remembered his mission. So, he entered the palace. According to the list of spies handed to him by his subordinates, he stabbed cold weapons into their flesh and blood, and cut them into pieces of flesh as if in anger.

He still remembered that day he did not let anyone interfere, and one person killed five hundred and thirty people. When the spy resisted, he didn't ask anyone to help him until he killed the spy later. When the mercenaries of the Night Rabbit Clan attacked from behind and almost shattered his internal organs with a punch, he did not accept the rescue of his subordinates. Such a crazy fight, the appearance of not wanting to die, is like punishing himself who has no way to resist the king's order and can't save his sister. When he killed the mercenaries sent by the Night Rabbit Clan, he thought that maybe if he was killed by them like this, he would not have to take the king's orders.

When he finished killing all the mercenaries, the blood-stained man like Shura fell to the ground in decadence. Kill the mercenary of the Night Rabbit Clan, and the next person who will die in his hands is his own sister, and he can't do anything about it.

Later, after he had been cultivating for ten days, someone came to inform him that he would set off to visit the Night Rabbit Clan in the next few days and let him get ready.

A few days later, he entered the territory of the Night Rabbit Clan with the king's troops. The next day, a banquet was held. On the night of the third day, he sneaked into the palace where Lan Ling'er was. That day, Lan Ling'er sat at the table, her face covered with a veil, and she was dressed in a pink Night Rabbit Clan costume, as pure and clean as ever.

Lan Ling'er seemed to know that he would come, and when she saw Lan Ling coming in dressed in black and masked, she was not surprised, but smiled slightly and served Lan Ling a cup of tea.

"Brother." This was the first time since Lan Ling'er was driven out of the royal city that he had called him like this.

Lan Ling didn't sit down.

"Brother, I know that you are here to kill me. So...... I can't let you go back alive either. Lan Ling'er said, suddenly pulling out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbing straight at Lan Ling. Lan Ling's body reacted faster than his brain, and he reflexively slashed at Lan Ling'er with a sword. By the time Lan Ling reacted, Lan Ling'er was already covered in blood and fell in a pool of blood.

Lan Ling looked at Lan Ling'er, who was lying in a pool of blood, but still smiling brightly, and suddenly her throat was so dry that she couldn't say anything.

It's really strange, before, Lan Ling'er waved the dagger frantically, but she didn't hurt Lan Ling.

"You, why are you so stupid......" Lan Ling didn't know how to speak, and looked at the woman who was lying in a pool of blood with red eyes, feeling that her throat and eyes were starting to sour, and her brain couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Lan Ling'er smiled with all her strength, her voice gradually becoming difficult, "...... Because...... I don't want to embarrass my brother, and I ...... I don't want him to ......" Before he finished his last sentence, Lan Ling'er never woke up again.

For the first time, this man cried so fragile that he cried so fragile that a body that was gradually getting colder, until he was at the end of his life, and there were no tears.