The sky was overcast, but the clouds were overpowering but illuminated by the flames that filled the sky. A small village was burning, and from time to time men in black searched around with blood-dripping swords.

"Are they all dead?" A gentle voice with a hint of shyness and fear asked. The man who was asked unconsciously softened his tone.

"Second Miss, it's all cleaned up."

"Well......" looked at the village with lingering eyes and resolute for the last time, and the beautiful and delicate woman followed the men's steps away. It's just that in the monstrous sea of fire, there is only the crackling sound of burning wood, and the slightly curved arc of the corners of the woman's mouth has a slight evil taste.

"Qin Muyu, goodbye. Oh, yes, never again. Taking the poncho that was handed to her, she lowered her head to hide the smile she couldn't contain.

Not far away, a body covered in dirty dust fell silent as if it were dead, and suddenly, one finger moved slightly, and then five slender fingers slashed at the ground.

"Hmm......" A pair of almond eyes opened suddenly, and then slowly squinted, Qin Muyu stood up, and he couldn't react for a while.

Am I not dead? Qin Muyu remembered clearly that because she was besieged by the Shaolin gang of bald donkeys, she was found by a man with scars on her face when she broke through and hid in He Changshan with injuries. When they met, she couldn't help but say that the man drew his sword and fought with her, but somehow she always felt that the man was somewhat familiar, but the man's red eyes were filled with unmistakable hatred, and she could only deal with it carefully. Unexpectedly, because of the injury to her internal organs and meridians, after a few fights, she realized that she was probably going to die at the hands of a man.

She still remembered that when she threw Bai Ming's sword away, Bai Ming was stuck on the ground trembling and struggling in vain; She remembered that there was a smile on her lips that she hadn't had since her mother's death; At that time, she disclosed the conspiracy of the Qin family and Yaoyun to communicate privately, and the Qin family was not allowed by the four major families of Ruihua, and the glory was no longer there, and she entered the Sword Pavilion to steal the world's strange sword Bai Ming, killing a total of 121 Sword Pavilion guards, and blaming the Qin family to make the Qin family intolerable to the forces of Yaoyun Jianghu. A lifetime of revenge, and dying under the sword of an avenger is not without an explanation.

"Rain!!" The pain of being pierced did not come from front of her, but from behind, and a long arrow pierced her heart fiercely, and she still trembled lightly. The man who had been trying to kill her suddenly shouted her name, and with an expression of disbelief and even pain, he threw down the sword in his hand and hugged her corpse.

"Rain!" The hoarse voice is almost hysterical, so familiar. But who is it......

It doesn't matter anymore, I'm already dead.

Qin Muyu half-sat up and rubbed his temples. Isn't it dead? What's going on. Looking around, it was gray and half-blind, but she felt déjà vu.

This place seems to be ...... Getting up and taking two steps to touch the wall, she reached out and fumbled upwards to a protrusion. With a feeling of absurdity, a dim staircase with an upward gaze appeared. There was no expression in the dark place, she looked down and thought about something, closed the door of the dark room, turned back again, groped on the ground, and sure enough, she found a corpse.

This is the body of her mother, the body of her mother whom she killed with her own hands. As if it had reappeared yesterday, Qin Muyu slapped himself hard. The "pop" sound was unusually clear in the enclosed underground. A sense of absurdity and helplessness hit my heart.

"Back to fourteen?" If it's true, lived and reborn, why don't you let me go back to earlier, even if it's seven hours?! Seven hours ago, she should also live quietly in a small village with her sister Qin Muxue and her mother. A group of black-clothed killers suddenly broke into a quiet small village and killed people on sight, she followed behind and watched her sister being knocked unconscious by a group of black-clothed men and brought into the carriage, she was about to catch up but was pulled to the underground secret room by her mother who appeared at some point.

"Mother! Sister her! Being locked up in this place where he couldn't see his five fingers when he opened his eyes, Qin Muyu took his mother's hand and trembled.

"Xiaoyu, let you change Qin Muxue's life, will you change it?"

"Yes!"

"Why?"

"Because my sister is important to my mother." Qin Muyu has always known that she is not needed for her mother and sister, although she has always been very well-behaved and obedient, and has been doing the dirty work that her sister is unwilling to do, but her mother still dotes on her sister. Because my sister is always very pitiful, and her mouth will say nice things. If I can change myself to my sister again, my mother must be willing.

The mother didn't speak for a long time, and the only thing in the secret room was her coughing.

"Mother......" Qin Muyu wanted to reach out and touch her face to see what was wrong. The hand was directly fanned away, and a slap was slapped directly on her face.

"Ahem...... I really can't imagine that you are the daughter of me and Mu Lang, and you will do your own life like this! Qin Muyu was used to hearing the hateful voice, and she didn't rub her painful face when she was beaten, she knelt on the ground silently and listened.

"How do you think these people found us?" Obviously coughing constantly, but there was a strange cruelty in her words. Qin Muyu shook his head, although no one could see it.

"It's your good sister, my good daughter Qin Muxue who attracted people. Ahem, what a good daughter for me! Almost gritted his teeth, "He also poisoned me, but I don't have long to live, it doesn't matter, I can go and accompany my Mu Lang." Speaking of Mu Lang, her voice slowly softened and was full of tenderness.

Qin Muyu's hand was held by her mother's hand, and she felt that a short dagger was stuffed in her hand, and she moved back in horror but was pulled very hard and couldn't move.

"Xiaoyu, there are no cowards in our family. Qin Muxue left, but she couldn't spare her like this. There was tenderness in her mother's voice that she had never felt before, Qin Muyu struggled desperately but couldn't move, and a cold fear surrounded her.

But her mother suddenly softened her tone, perhaps because of Qin Muxue's betrayal, maybe she felt guilty, and in the darkness she showed the tenderness that Qin Muyu had never felt.

"Xiaoyu, in fact, my mother has always loved you very much." One hand stroked Qin Muyu's head, he could feel the moist liquid on the top of his head, and his gentle words made Qin Muyu cry. "Mother's ......"

"Mother...... Why ......" was pulled directly towards his mother by a strong force, the dagger stabbed into the flesh fiercely, the viscous liquid stained one hand, and the hand that was gently caressed on his head had not yet left, Qin Muyu's eyes widened and his voice trembled.

"Hehe," intermittent breathing lightly spit in Qin Muyu's ear, Qin Muyu's tears were like rain, and the hand holding the dagger kept shaking and wanted to vomit disgustingly, "Remember, all of this is caused by Qin Muxue." The tone of his voice was gradually weakened, and he seemed to be satisfied at the end.

"Don't trust anyone, Xiaoyu." forced her daughter to kill her mother and die in Qin Muyu's arms, Qin Muyu couldn't stand the disgusting feeling in her heart, turned her head and vomited, tears and snot felt like she had vomited out her liver and gallbladder, her mind was blank, only the sentence "Remember, all this is caused by Qin Muxue." "It's like the most vicious mantra swirling in my ears.

Remembering the memories that seemed to be long ago and always appeared in the form of nightmares, Qin Muyu put down the bones and pressed open the door of the secret room and walked out.

That night, the two women who were originally closest to her used the two most vicious ways to force her to cruelty. Since then, her life has only been pale to take revenge on Qin Muxue. No fun, no feelings, just a mechanical way to live and get revenge.

Shaking her head, the current Qin Muyu didn't know what to do, but she knew that she would never live like that again. The two years of wandering in her previous life made her understand that the most real thing is just cruelty to herself. A heart has long been so sore that it is unconscious.

After laughing at himself, Qin Muyu walked out of the secret room, and above it was a cellar in storage, which was originally filled with wine, and these inferior wines mixed with a large amount of white water saved the life of this cellar in the fire.

A year after her previous life, Qin Muxue came back and took away her mother's body, as if to justify her identity as a real celestial girl. So, how could she be alive again as she wished? She couldn't come here again, she had to burn the bones. I remember that tonight was the most peaceful night, and no one bothered me except for the debris and charred and curled bones. Looking at the sky, it was going to rain heavily in a while, and she remembered that Zhang Cripple's house might have some kerosene hidden in his house, which could be used. All this must be done quickly, because tonight she will sneak out of the border line between Ruihua and Yaoyun and flee to Yaoyun, and tomorrow at dawn, the people of the Qin family will reveal their identities and say "I came to know the truth about the slaughter of Caojia Village by the order of the emperor", and the boundary gate between Ruihua and Yaoyun will be closed.

With this in mind, she quickened her pace, but her face was still as pale as water. is still a child, with a gentle face, and has long been infected with an indelible cold.

How can anyone? Qin Muyu frowned, hiding behind a slowly burning house, enduring the scorching flames, looking at a man in front of him covered in sword wounds, the blood-dripping long sword was thrown aside, the man stood and held a corpse that had been charred beyond recognition, and there was a kind of dead silence in the motionless body where everything was withering, and there was a suppressed grief that made the viewers grief.

"Yu'er, Brother Yan is late." The man spoke, his voice hoarse, tears dripping onto the body in his arms. The man's expression did not change in the slightest.

"It's the Qin family. The Qin family deserves to die. When I help you avenge you, I will also pay for you. A stiff smile on his cold face drew a gentle smile, and the man gently placed the corpse on the ground, tore off one of his still clean robes, and gently blindfolded the corpse.

Carefully turning his back and tearing the clothes on his right shoulder, the man picked up the long sword thrown on the ground and stabbed a black lotus on his right shoulder. When the black lotus on his right shoulder was dug up with flesh and blood, he turned around and didn't care that his right shoulder was bubbling with blood, no matter that the sudden rain wet the wounds all over his body, and the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, he picked up the body and carefully sheltered her from the rain.

"Brother Yan won't leave you again."

"Brother Yan......" Qin Muyu, who was looking at all this, stood up numbly, and suddenly remembered why that familiarity was. This man is also the man who wanted to kill her before he died in his previous life. A man who really betrayed the Qin family just to avenge her. It's her brother Yan.

His eyes were a little wet, and Qin Muyu watched the tall man step by step, walking away in the mud and bleeding. Pursing her lips, she turned her head and ran towards Zhang's lame house.

Sprinkled oil on the corpse, stood on the steps, and threw the lit torch at the corpse, Qin Muyu watched silently, and when the corpse turned into a pile of debris, she turned around and covered the secret door.

There is not a trace of feeling in my heart.