Chapter 291: Heart-Eating Memories

The surroundings were silent, and the heart-devouring words fell in Mu Qianxun's ears, it was an unprecedented hustle and bustle, and his head was buzzing.

She has always felt that her feelings for Yu Wenxuan are not just as simple as master and servant, she never thought that it would be like this.

But it seems to be just wishful thinking that eats the heart, which can be seen from Yu Wenxuan's deliberate alienation and even disgust.

Mu Qianxun was afraid that she had misinterpreted the meaning of devouring her heart, so her tone was extremely soft, and she asked cautiously:

"You mean, you like Yu Wenxuan?"

"Yes, I like it, I like it very much, just like the lord likes the pony does.

But... Why, why did she treat me like this, she didn't take me to heart at all, and didn't even want to look at me for the last time.

She and Yuwen Xiaomo are a pair that everyone envies, she can't bear to push him to block the arrow, what am I in her heart. ”

The shallow bitter smile on the corner of her heart-devouring mouth, the blood that almost dried up, and the tears that flowed down her mouth, told all her affection for Yu Wenxuan.

When it was over, I regretted it, and I saw Yu Wenxuan's true personality, but unfortunately it was too late, and the love was already deep.

If she was asked to choose again, she would still try her best to save her, or would she block this fatal arrow for her, she had already loved blindly, and she couldn't extricate herself, and no matter where Yuwenxuan's love was sent or who her heart belonged to, she couldn't let go of her.

Ruthless palace, ruthless and ruthless, is to cut off the love thread, unfettered, in order to live happily, but they are all trapped by love, deep love, contrary to the ancestral teachings.

Looking at the thin figure of the heart, the short hair fluttering with the breeze, and the closed eyes, Mu Qianxun was very melancholy, probably out of friendship, maybe just because she was an infatuated girl.

Grabbed her wrist, sighed slightly, wanted to save her, but there was nothing he could do, the arrow was too accurate, straight into the heart, and there was no way to return to the sky.

"Say, apart from helping you save Yu Wenxuan, what can Senior Sister do for you?"

Mu Qianxun smiled softly, only such a title can shorten the distance between them, this is also the only intersection between them, when she died, they were by her side, this is the so-called fate.

Heart-devouring opened her eyes slightly, and the kind look couldn't help but make her not believe, who would talk in vain about a dying person, even if the people of this world are sinister, it is not all true:

"This is my Qingling jade pendant, given by my father, and my master lives at the end of Nanshao Valley, in the small manor past the stone tomb, but I don't know if it's still there.

If the senior sister passes by the manor one day and is lucky enough to see the master, return the jade to the master and tell her that I shouldn't have angered her back then, I have long known that I was wrong, and I can't live up to the master's teachings.

Senior Sister Lao sprinkled my ashes on Yunmeng Peak, so that I could always remember the days when I was with her. ”

Her eyes were blurred, and her short and unforgettable life, starting from her memory, from Nanshao Valley to Yunmengfeng and then to this Fanning City, quickly flashed in front of her eyes.

Before the age of five, she had been carefree, the scenery of Nan Shao was unique in the world, and the manor was even more isolated, she used to naively think that everyone in this world only had Master's, because she had never seen what her parents looked like.

Master has a violent temperament, and even a little crazy, since she practiced martial arts, she has even made a mistake in one and a half moves, and she will either beat or scold, and show no mercy.

Growing up alone, only accompanied by a cold sword, she cultivated her quiet temperament.

But she is not material for martial arts practice at all, no matter how harsh the master's requirements are, she is always mediocre.

In order to avoid the master's punishment, Shengsheng forced out a good ability to hide and escape, as long as she wanted to hide, even if the master rummaged through the entire manor, there was nothing she could do.

Later, this turned out to be the place where the master was most satisfied with her, and he taught her his lifelong mastery of illusion.

Illusionists must have no desires and no desires so that they will not go mad, and she has lived in that pure land since she was a child, and there is no distraction in her heart.

When I was fourteen years old, I entered the room where my master had forbidden me, and the lock on the door broke.

To this day, she still clearly remembers the scene inside the house, which was spotless, surrounded by yellowed scrolls, including the master's and a man's.

There was an unfamiliar scenery on the picture scroll, but the master smiled very happily, compared to the master's laughter, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, but she had never seen the master smile so happily.

There was a tombstone on the table, the name had been blurred in my memory, I couldn't remember what it was, but it was the master's handwriting, and it was sure that it was engraved by the master's hand.

After being discovered by the master, the master was furious, slapped her into a serious injury, and threw her out of the manor.

She lay on a grassy beach in the Nanshao Valley for a whole day and a night, unable to move, and gradually blood began to seep out of her ears, and she lay there alone, unable to hear anything, and she was very frightened.

God also wanted to take her life, and the rain that day was like washing away the whole canyon, and she was soaked, cold, hungry, and painful.

When she was on the verge of despair, a carriage drove by, and in a trance, in front of her was a gentle woman with long hair fluttering, her hand touching her face, so warm, so reassuring.

She was saved, and when she woke up, she was already in Yunmengfeng, which was Yu Wenxuan's boudoir, with pink bedding and pink bed curtains, like a dream.

Yuwenxuan, who came in at the door, was as beautiful as a fairy, the peach blossoms between her eyebrows were more delicate than the real ones, and her narrow peach blossom eyes were not powdered, and she was charming and natural.

The moment she walked towards her, a certain string in her heart was plucked by something, her heart beat faster, and she began to sink at the first sight of her.

Looking at her lips opening and closing lightly, so beautiful, she couldn't hear what she said, looking at her smile, she was so happy.

Her body gradually got better, and her image in her mind began to change a little bit, she was not weak, on the contrary, she was resolute.

Whoever provoked her did not survive for three days, but it was very good to treat her, and he never punished her.

Yunmengfeng's yard is full of peach blossoms, this one is grateful, that one is blooming again, in the past few years of Yunmengfeng, there has never been a lack of peach color.

Her favorite is the peach blossom, the peach blossom totem with the pattern on the back of the eyebrows, the peach blossom incense burning in the house, the peach blossom soup and peach blossom snacks she eats, and she also fell in love with the pink elf.

With the moonlit night and the stars, she danced lightly under the peach tree, soft as boneless, and the petals in the sky lined her graceful dancing, every turn, every dexterous movement deeply attracted her.

It's a pity that only when that man appears in Yunmengfeng can she be seen dancing, just for that man, it has nothing to do with her.

On that day, when the door of her house was opened, she stood in front of her door, and her heart ached to the extreme, and she saw everything in the house.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, she put her arms around his neck, lips and teeth intertwined, lingering and intimate.

From the table to the bed, from standing to lying down, watching the curtain fall, watching her clothes throw out, watching her looming body.

I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move, I wanted to stop it, but I had no reason or qualification, I just stared at it with wide eyes, and I was almost suffocated at that moment.

That night, nothing happened to them, Yuwen Xiaomo sat in front of her bed, her breath was unsteady, and she asked angrily:

"Why? What do you want? Am I not good enough for you?"

"No why, just because you can't marry me!"

Yuwen Xuan's lazy and careless voice fell on Yuwen Xiaomo, completely angering him:

"Why can't I marry you, tomorrow I will propose to the chief, aren't you my Yuwen Xiaomo's woman?"

"Hey, Daddy won't agree, it's impossible for us to get married, you better die. ”

There was obvious disdain in her tone, but she couldn't tell if she really didn't take Yuwen Xiaomo to heart.

Yuwen Xiaomo's father is second only to Yuwen Tu in the Yuwen tribe, and he thinks that no one in the Yuwen tribe can be worthy of Yuwen Xuan except him.

It's just that he miscalculated, Yuwenxuan didn't have to marry in the Yuwen tribe, Yuwen Tuyi had long had the idea of marrying Yuwenxuan to Helian Ruijun.

That night, Yuwen Xiaomo left angrily, she stood in front of Yuwen Xuan's bed, silently picked up her clothes, and desperately wanted to tell her her heart.

Her words that day are still vivid in my mind: "He just wants my body, my identity, and I won't take anyone except myself seriously." ”

Later, that night also became the end between them, she avoided her like a plague, and that love was a mirror after all, and it became a dream that she could only hide in her heart.

The memories of half a lifetime, in fact, can be turned over in just a moment, a palm on the chest, using all her skills, all her internal organs are broken, her face is calm, there is no trace of pain, and the corner of her mouth is a sweet and pure smile.

For her, this is not a relief, instead of living with tears, it is better to die with a smile, everyone has everyone's fate, and she is also destined to meet a Yu Wenxuan.

Mu Qianxun shook her head, picked up the jade pendant with a faint soft pale green light and a lot of blood stains from her heart-devouring hand, couldn't wipe it clean, put it in her purse, and carried it with her as she wished.

Picking up the heart-devouring corpse with difficulty, watching the blood donation on her body stain her body, she didn't care, her body was already cold, and under the scorching sun, it looked extremely desolate.

With countless corpses under his feet and the smell of this disgusting smell of blood, the dullness of the past few days was replaced by the scene in front of him, and he was replaced by another mood.

Mu Youchen stood in front of Mu Qianxun, looking at the restored color in her eyes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, until now, he didn't know what Helian Rui absolutely said that day.

He would never allow Mu Qianxun and Helian Rui to be alone again, and for a long time, he had never seen Mu Qianxun so devastated.

He was really afraid that she would collapse like this, then he would probably slaughter Ling Rui Hall with blood.