"Look, this is what happens to you!" Concubine Geying was mercilessly sarcastic, she walked in front of Bei Ling, leaned over, touched the sluggish Bei Ling's face, and her voice seemed to have a lot of regret, "Dongfang Pingqing, you are really a harmful spirit." If you didn't know him, he wouldn't have died to save you. Do you know whose body that sword should have been stuck in? ”

Beiling didn't speak.

"Hehe, you must know that the sword should have been stuck in your body. You know, he doesn't deserve to die, it's you who deserves to die! The last sentence Concubine Geying said very seriously, as if she was afraid that Beiling would not be able to hear it clearly.

She got up and flicked the dust off her body, even if there was no dust on her body at all. looked at her condescendingly, with some contempt, some compassion, and some schadenfreude in his expression.

"Jing Xuan, let's go." With a swing of long sleeves, the noble spirit is unmistakable.

Yu Jingxuan touched his nose and raised his left hand, where there was no longer bleeding, and even the scars were healing at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

He grinned at Beiling and said in her ear, "Remember, Mu Beiling, I'm Yujingxuan." Welcome to revenge. Hahaha-" With the laughter of the victor, he kept up with Concubine Geying's pace and disappeared into heaven and earth.

The fog gradually cleared, and the woods were clean as if nothing had happened.

Beiling still had the last words left by Si Yanlan in her mind: "Ling'er, don't look at ......" His hand was still in mid-air, wanting to reach over and cover her eyes.

Until death, he always cared about her. Until death, I didn't want her to see such a bloody side. The gentle, clean man who was so clean that he was like a fairy was worried about her until he died, and she couldn't do anything. Seeing him being stabbed sword after sword, he couldn't do anything.

What could be more painful in the world? I can't do anything, I can't do anything, I hate it! It's really hateful!

It's so hateful......

In the year 515 of Huaxia, Si Yanlan, the prince of Dusk, was seriously ill and the treatment was ineffective, and on October 3, 515 of Huaxia, he was only 29 years old. Nickname: Mingde, buried in Xiling.

When Huaxia Tianzi Si Lengchen heard the news, he was so sad that he turned white overnight. He announced to the world and ordered the world to fast for a month to express his thoughts about the prince of twilight.

The world mourns.

On this day, it was raining heavily. Even God is mourning his death.

Beiling didn't have an umbrella, and knelt quietly at the gate of the Dusk Palace in a white mourning dress, motionless.

She didn't have the face to go in. Nor ...... Qualification.

The plaque on the door of the Dusk Palace's palace has long white ridges, and the lantern has been replaced with white. The guards guarding the door all wore white mourning clothes and looked sad.

There were many cries inside, and from time to time they came from inside.

"Huh-" A basin of water was poured on Beiling's body, and she never moved. He knelt there all the time, refusing to leave.

She raised her eyes lightly, and saw a maid she had never seen before, she held the maid's bun, and looked at her in mourning clothes with cold eyes like looking at the enemy, eager to eat her alive.

"If you are not your prince, how can you die? It's all because of you, you're harmful! Do you still dare to have the face to come here and kneel? If you want to atone for your sins, why don't you jump into the river and commit suicide to make amends to the prince in the Yama Palace? ”

What the maid said was very unpleasant, Beiling ignored her, lowered her eyes again, and knelt like that.

Seeing that Beiling ignored her, the maid snorted coldly and went in with a basin.

"Why are you doing this?" Demon Qianzhu walked to Beiling's side with an umbrella. He couldn't bear to see him like this. It's just that at that time, Concubine Geying was ......

"Go away."

"Ling'er, I'm ......" Demon Qianzhu wanted to speak and stopped.

Beiling didn't bother to look at him, and repeated the two words again: "Go away." ”

Demon Qianzhu glanced at her quietly and threw away the umbrella in his hand. The rain fell on the body, and there was no feeling.

"You have to do this?"

"I'll just ask you, where were you at that time?" Beiling raised her eyes and looked at her, there was a dead silence in her eyes, she couldn't be shocked at all, and it was terrifyingly dark. Demon Qianzhu sighed in his heart, unable to answer.

Could it be that he was going to say that at that time, Xue Yu suddenly appeared and blocked his way? Was he going to say that he knew early on that this was a game and knew about such a result, but didn't stop her? Does he want to say that the biggest variable in this game is herself? Does he want to say that this game is Xue Yu's idea?

No! He couldn't say it, and he wouldn't say it. It was enough for him to know these alone, she didn't need to know them.

"Can't tell? Scold. Bei Ling sneered, "Did you already know this result?" ”

After being silent for a long time, Demon Qianzhu nodded: "Yes." I knew it early on. ”

"But you refused to help, and they died a tragic death in front of me. Demon Qianzhu, you and Concubine Geying are all murderers like me! ”

"Ling'er ......"

"Let's go." Bei Ling took a deep breath and sniffed, "I don't want to see you again." Please leave. ”

"Ling'er ......"

"Get out!"

Demon Qianzhu looked at Bei Ling with a complicated expression, closed his eyes, and said, "Ling'er, do you want him to come back to life?" ”

"He's dead, impossible." Beiling smiled desolately.

Endless desolation.

Demon Qianzhu thought for a while and asked a question that he didn't want to ask in his life: "I'll just ask you, if you were to choose between him and me, who would you choose?" ”

"Him." Beiling replied decisively.

Oh, that's true.

Demon Qianzhu closed his eyes and staggered back a few steps unsteadily.

"Sure enough, you chose him. I knew that no matter how much I did, I couldn't match him. That's it, I see. I'll give you back a whole him. ”

"In this way, Beiling, we don't owe each other......"

"When this is done, I will leave, go far away, and I will not see you again."

"It's just, Mu Beiling, you're really ruthless. I'm a demon, but my heart hurts. Good, good, good! Mu Beiling, I hope we will never see each other again in this life! ”

“…… I wish you happiness. ”

Demon Qianzhu laughed and turned to leave.

Bei Ling's heart throbbed slightly, listening to Demon Qianzhu's words, there was no defense. Language has long since pale and weak, hasn't it? Now that Si Yanlan has been admitted that it is the most important, it is useless to explain it.

I'm sorry, Demon Qianzhu.

I'm sorry. Also, I love you.

The eyes were filled with fog, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was rain or tears.

Then let it be.

In the smoke and rain, who is right and which is wrong, right and wrong, has long been unclear, and in the hazy and hazy, what is related to love has long been strangled by their own hands. The farthest distance in this world is nothing more than that I love you, and you know that you can't stay together.

……