"Fourth, fourth senior brother......" The disciple saw them and rushed up in a panic

"What's wrong, have you found the third senior brother," Mo Siyou held him up and hurriedly asked

The disciple opened his mouth, and suddenly lowered his head, and did not speak, but the look of pathos that instantly welled up on his face could not be concealed

Mo Siyou had an ominous premonition in his heart, which made him speechless for a while, and he didn't want to continue asking, he didn't want to know the answer, but it was his senior brother, whether they were dead or alive, they came here together and wanted to go back together, so he involuntarily followed the sullen disciple forward

"Third Senior Brother...... It's right in front."

Following this sound that seemed to be far away, Mo Siyu couldn't control his thoughts, thinking about the result he was most unwilling to accept, he still had a glimmer of hope after all, the third senior brother's kung fu was not weak, even if he really met a half-demon, he was not necessarily in a losing position

Mo Siyou froze, raised his head, and looked in the direction pointed by the disciple, and could see that there were several other disciples guarding something in front of him, and they were generally lined up, hearing Mo Siyou's noise, and the row of disciples turned around, and then gave way from it

The purple kite had unconsciously stopped, stopped under the tall and vigorous evergreen tree, and quietly watched Mo Siyou's back, the endless wind before dawn was blowing his long inky hair, stirring his long-sleeved clothes, as if he might be like this gust of wind at any time, and the next moment it would be diffused in the boundless darkness of the ancient silent woods

Every time Mo Siyou took a step forward, Purple Kite remembered last night's plot in his mind

When she turned her head and saw Lan Xuan's shocked face in the bone-chilling night, her heart faltered like a meteor

The High Priest smiled low behind her, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye with her usual banter of "another good show is going on".

"Third Senior Brother, listen to me......"

"Who the hell are you, no, you're not human, you're a demon, you actually deceived all of us," Lan Xuan, who realized this, completely collapsed

In Purple Kite's mind, Lan Xuan, who has always been a joker, can contempt the etiquette of the world, and promote her and Mo Siyou's master and apprentice to fall in love, and stand on their side from beginning to end, but she lied to him, deceived Mo Siyou, deceived all of them, but her simple purpose was just to find Mo Siyou, in order to stay by his side

Lan Xuan didn't listen to her explanation at all and beat her up

The rustle of leaves in the wind was like the howl of the wind in the woods last night during what seemed like a long and difficult fight

Mo Siyou stepped on the dead leaves under his feet, and walked forward step by step, on the same old and decaying leaves that were only a foot away from him, the man who was soaked in blood was lying before, and his steps had become vain and numb at this moment, and the wet hot water mist that gradually blurred his eyes made Mo Siyou's eyes stinged by the oncoming cold wind

How he wished that at this moment, he really couldn't see and didn't have to hear anything, or if the person lying on the ground was him, not Lan Xuan, his heart would always be much better than now, but he didn't seem to feel his heart, he couldn't feel his heart, he couldn't feel his heart, he couldn't feel that he was still alive, but his mind was playing out everything related to the cold body in front of him over and over again

No matter what you laugh at anything, but after you decide that a person or a thing is right, as long as you think it is right, you will insist on standing on this side, and you will smile at everyone as if you have no scheming, no city, but you can see many things clearly in your heart, and you will also give comfort and encouragement like a brother, such a person is now sleeping in the rotten leaves with a stiff face, never moving, never smiling, and never talking again

"Come on, come and place a bet, buy and leave, I said that the fourth junior brother will have at least two sexual encounters before the end of this month......

"I'm a junior brother, everything is good, it's ......"

"Little Purple Kite is really a good girl, I think she seems to be quite serious this time, you don't think about it, don't you think about feeding, don't you really want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?"

"Hmm...... Fourth junior brother, you like women, right?"

"Leave the night shift to me, the fourth junior brother is also a family member now, hehe, how can you let your younger brother and sister stay alone in the empty boudoir, the night is worth a thousand gold......

"Ha, in the future, I will have to take care of you and the little purple kite's child, don't let you raise a Xiaoice piece again."

......

A lot of words swirled in Mo Siyou's ears with the sound of whimpering wind, and when the wind left, Mo Siyou's strength seemed to be drained together, and he staggered to a stop next to Lan Xuan's body without temperature, and knelt down with his body, and the unconscious silver teardrops in his red eyes came out of his eyes, and the warm liquid that was cooled by the wind was blown out of his eyes

The boy has gold under his knees, returns to the sky, kneels to his parents, and Lan Xuan's eldest brother is like a father

He held back a lot of words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word in the face of a cold corpse at this time, for so many years, he has never said thank you to this senior brother, from the initial resistance and rejection, estranged to close, he has long regarded Lan Xuan as a real family, not to say that it is Mo Siyou's consistent stubbornness and indifference, he doesn't know how to express it, and he doesn't want to express it, no matter how much he says, it is better to let the other party see it, but at this moment, Lan Xuan can't see it, so Mo Siyou regrets that he didn't say a word

"Third Senior Brother......

In the end, there was only this one sentence that slipped out of his sweet churning throat with difficulty, and every word was trembling, yes, and he couldn't say any more words, he no longer held back the tears in his eyes trying to break the embankment, reached out and grabbed Lan Xuan's blood-soaked chest, and clung to it, as if this would make him not to go, not to die, not to sleep forever

Everyone was silent, silent, silent, and in the silent dawn, only Mo Siyou's choking was heard

"You wake me up, you wake up, don't die, don't leave, don't you get me up, don't you say that you want to be by my side like a relative, don't you say that you want to name my future child personally, what are you doing now?"

The silence was followed by a heart-rending shout that thundered, as if he was really blaming an old man who had broken his promise

This old man is a dead man

"Fourth Senior Brother......"

"Four Senior Brothers"

The disciples stepped forward with red eyes and grabbed Mo Siyou, he grabbed Lan Xuan like crazy, wanted him to stand up, and wanted him to live, all these meaningless and almost crazy actions made all the disciples who were also grieving even more uncomfortable, and everyone couldn't pull anyone, and finally sat on the ground with tears wiped from their eyes

"Third Senior Brother, you're back," Mo Siyou, who had lost his strength, let out a last sad cry, and then all hope was shattered in the glimmer of the Daystar

From beginning to end, the purple kite stood quietly in the distance, not saying a word, not even stepping forward to take a look at Lan Xuan, she just accompanied Mo Siyou to tears, her whole face was wet, but she clenched her teeth and didn't make a sound, and the five fingers of her hand grabbing the trunk were deeply embedded in the bark, a piece of scarlet

The time they agreed with Xuanchen was at dawn, and if they missed the appointment, the people over there were afraid that they would think that they had an accident and would go up the mountain to find someone

Mo Siyou, who was sitting in a daze, suddenly moved, got up from the ground, and re-examined Lan Xuan in front of him

An extremely thin wound had cut through an artery in his neck, and he couldn't be sure what it was, but it was a fresh splatter, and the blood splattered quickly and fatally in a short period of time, staining Lan Xuan's clean chin, neck, and collar

After living in Bicao Villa for so many years, walking the rivers and lakes is inevitably dead and injured, Mo Siyou thought that he had looked down on it, but when misfortune came again and again, he found that he actually didn't let go of anything, whether it was himself or the people around him, he wanted to live well with each other

But he is incompetent, he has such a wish, but in the end no one can protect him

Then at least the dead should be given justice

Mo Siyou's red eyes and silent appearance made people feel a little scary, especially the fierce aura he exuded from his body was as powerful as a sword

Purple Kite looked at Mo Siyou, didn't know what he was going to do, did he continue to go crazy, that was not like Mo Siyou's character and actions, he was the most affectionate and sexual person, but he also had enough self-denial reason, just like in the peony flowers in the mountain behind the Green Grass Villa, he decided to hold her and die together, and the person who was able to calm down to such a point may be thinking about something now

No one knew that the purple kite's heart was quietly rising......

Mo Siyu lowered his eyes and looked at Lan Xuan carefully from head to toe, and finally his gaze condensed on Lan Xuan's clenched fist in his right hand

Only one hand curled up, like some special symbol, like something in the palm of his right hand

Mo Siyou didn't use much force, then broke Lan Xuan's fist, and found that Lan Xuan was holding a bead in his hand, as if it was jade, used to decorate clothes, the small one was crystal clear in the palm of his hand, cold and not particularly eye-catching, but it made Mo Siyou feel very familiar

Jewels that adorn clothing......

Mo Siyou's back stiffened slightly, the wind blew across his face, blowing towards the purple kite standing under the ancient tree in the distance behind him, her agitated gauze was embroidered with stitches from her waist, delicate patterns, one by one, full and round jade beads were embellished in it very regularly

In that blooming pattern, where a bead was missing, was empty, as if telling a story that was trying to be hidden......