Qingsi felt the power from Chu Mochen's palm, which forced her to move. She closed her eyes and kept herself calm. This time, she must not give him any more signals to stay. She thought, her hand trembled and she pulled out the Wind and Snow Heavenly Sword, and turned around and stabbed the sword straight into Chu Mochen's body. The blood flowed down the blade of the sword silently, and Mo Li was too frightened to move, caught off guard. Chu Mochen's eyes looked at Qingsi in despair, and the blood from the corners of his mouth slowly flowed out. Qing pulled out the sword without the slightest hesitation, and blood immediately gushed out, Mo Li hurriedly covered Chu Mochen's wound and hugged Chu Mochen's crumbling body.

Qingsi looked at Chu Mochen coldly. "Can you answer that?"

Mo Li looked at Qingsi's indifferent appearance and wiped her tears desperately. The voice twitched and said, "Sister Qingsi, you have changed, how can you be so ruthless?"

Qingsi looked at Mo Li and sighed softly, her eyes full of slow indifference. "When he did this to me, wasn't he ruthless?"

Listening to Qingsi's words, Mo Li only felt ashamed and lowered his head. If it weren't for what the second senior brother did at the beginning, they wouldn't be torturing each other like this now.

"I'm just a person who can rule others the way he does!" Qingsi said coldly, putting the Wind and Snow Sky Sword into the scabbard. "Let's go, go back to the Pavilion of Silence!"

Chu Mochen supported his body with difficulty, covered the bleeding wound with his hand, his lips were pale, and he said in a weak voice: "Qingsi, I know that it is impossible for us to be together now." But...... I have to ask you, do you love him?" Chu Mochen asked, holding the last glimmer of hope in his heart. He thought that if Qingsi really loved Huoyi Nan, then he had no hope at all, and there was no longer the slightest possibility between them. However, if Qingsi doesn't love Huoyinan, then they are destined to be bound together for the rest of their lives.

Looking at Chu Mochen's appearance and listening to his question, Qingsi fell silent all of a sudden. She didn't know how she was going to answer. Firewing South stood behind her, equally awaiting her answer. Qingsi turned her head to look at Huo Yinan, and she looked at him with an expectant expression. However, her heart did not allow her to lie. She turned her head, looked at Chu Mochen and replied coldly, "I don't love him!"

She said in a small voice, but loudly. It was as if she heard the sound of someone behind her being heartbroken. However, she did not dare to look back, she was afraid to see those angry and desperate eyes. She knew that today she was destined to take every step alone.

Chu Mochen heard Qingsi's answer, his pale lips smiled lightly, and he muttered, "I know, I know you don't love him!" He breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good!" he grew physically exhausted, and he put his hand on Mo Li's shoulder with difficulty. "Don't leave, let's go back!"

Mo Li nodded lightly, chanted the mantra, and the sword flew under them. The sword slowly rose under the urging of Mo Li's mantra. Chu Mochen turned his head and glanced at Qingsi one last time. "Qingsi, we are destined to be bound to old age!" After speaking, the saber moved and went away with the wind.

Qingsi listened to Chu Mochen's words, stood in place in a daze, and came back to her senses for a long time. He whispered, "We don't need fetters!"

She turned around, only to realize that the person behind her had not left. She watched him stand straight and motionless, his eyes misty, like a statue. She walked over slowly, reaching for him. "Fire Wing South, how are you?"

Huo Yinan directly shook off Qingsi's hand, and his eyes suddenly became cold. "I don't need your care!"

Qingsi knew how much she had hurt him, because she knew that he would not hurt herself and leave her. So, choosing to indulge his selfishness, however, still hurt Fire Wing Nan. She lowered her head and said softly, "Fire Wing South, I'm sorry!"

Firewing Nan smiled bitterly. "Huh...... You don't need to say sorry. You're not sorry for me, you're sorry for yourself!" said Huo Yinan, his heart dripping blood. Recalling the scene just now, he understood that no matter how much Qingsi said that he didn't love Chu Mochen and hated that man. However, her heart was completely given to the man. "Do you know? Qingsi, in fact, you are more hypocritical than Zimu, at least she loves openly, and your love is only dodging. You'll never be able to look into your own heart!"

The loss revealed in Fire Wing Nan's eyes was exposed. He leaned close to Qingsi, gently lifted Qingsi's chin, and smiled bitterly. "You are so hypocritical!" Huo Yinan finished speaking, carrying the Xuanqing Knife, ignoring the wounds on his body, and quickly left the lobby. The moment he turned around, he still couldn't help but shed tears. This woman he loves the most, in the end, hurts him the most!"Qingsi, you are so ruthless, you hypocritical liar deceived Young Master Ben's most precious love, do you know?"

Qingsi watched Huoyi Nan walk away, looking at his lonely back, the whole person softened all of a sudden, and fell straight to the ground, her strength and indifference became fragile. She whispered softly, "You're so hypocritical, you're so hypocritical!" and tears flowed down her cheeks. In this world, the people who are best to her end up far away from her. She suddenly felt that her heart was so distressed that she had to curl up, the heart-rending feeling was a hundred times more painful than being hit by the Dementor Gu, and she felt that one of her hearts was about to be shattered. Her sweat and tears were intertwined. Her voice trembled. "Firewing South...... Firewing South ...... I'm sorry!"

She was lying in the lobby in the fiery red wedding dress, and Zimu's blood under her body was still clearly coagulated there. I don't know how long it took for the pain in my body to slowly disappear. It was as if she had lost all her strength, and she just lay there, motionless. No one bothered, and there was no sound around except for the sound of her breathing. She seems to be an orphan abandoned by this world.

I don't know how long later, suddenly another servant knelt in front of her beside her. Leaning down, he said slowly: "Green Messenger, the door master is invited!"

Qingsi still didn't react, lying in a pool of blood, looking coldly at the servant beside her. The servant looked up at Qingsi's appearance and couldn't help frowning. Repeated. "Green Messenger, the master of the door is invited!"

Qingsi finally moved gently. "It's over, it's over, it's also begun. She breathed heavily, looking up at the waning moon in the sky. "Take me there!"