The heart-rending roar behind him was drowned out in the wind whistling in his ears.

At the moment when Ye Lingyi was about to step into the main house of Tianxin Residence, the sound of countless sharp arrows tearing through the air came with the wind whistling, which was extremely clear.

There are four-cornered lanterns hanging everywhere in Tianxinju, with the word "Xi" pasted on them, and there are red candles burning inside, and the flames on the red candles sway left and right with the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the wind, and the bright light reflects her figure, which is so lonely and helpless.

At this time, Ye Lingyi still didn't understand what was going on.

I only knew that Tianxinju, who was originally immersed in joy, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Ye Lingyi was covered with a bright red hijab, and the remaining gap under the hijab allowed her to clearly see a maid who fell to the ground and died, and farther away was Xi Po who chattered all the way, she just fell to the ground on her back, her eyes open as if she was looking at the sky, and she even maintained a slight smile on her face, and she didn't know what happened to her until she died.

The blood drained from the body of the deceased, gathering into one, like a calm wave, rushing towards her and gradually submerging her feet, staining the pair of pearl embroidered shoes that Le Ya gave her.

The surroundings were filled with the familiar smell of death.

The happy smiling face under the hijab froze, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The brain is in a blank slate.

Suddenly, there was a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder.

Ye Lingyi fell to the ground uncontrollably, her bright red hijab slipped silently, and she fell into the bright river of blood.

Her eyes were blank, and she only knew that her shoulder hurt, as if her arm had been ripped off by someone.

When she looked at it, she realized that it was a feather arrow that pierced her shoulder.

Ye Lingyi instinctively covered her bleeding right shoulder, her eyes were dull and she couldn't get up for a long time after suffering severe pain, only to see the dead people with feather arrows in the courtyard in the dancing light of the candle flame, and the sharp arrows on the roof shone with a cold reflection in her eyes.

At this moment, she reacted - someone wanted to take her life!

All the maids who accompanied him have been killed!

A voice shouted: "The master has an order, kill this traitorous female thief!" ”

Treason with the enemy? She? Where to start?

Ye Lingyi really didn't understand the current emergency, and under the idea of survival, she forced her body to get up, blood dripped down her arm through Xiyi's fingertips, she walked to the corpse of a family member with difficulty, and picked up a knife from the pool of blood with trembling fingers and pointed it at the killers who couldn't see their faces clearly but were wearing a guard uniform.

The men looked at her mockingly.

Immediately after the bow was full, the feather arrows were like locusts in transit, and they all attacked her.

Ye Lingyi raised her head slightly, her clear pupils reflected the murderous arrows, and instinctively wanted to raise her arm to block it, but the injured arm was so painful that she didn't even have the strength to raise the knife.

I could only watch as the stray arrows approached, and fell into despair.

"Vera!"

Just when Ye Lingyi thought that she would definitely receive the boxed lunch in such a sad way, a heart-rending voice suddenly shook her heartstrings.

Before she could even see it, a black shadow flew towards her, hugged her tightly, and used her flesh and blood as her solid protective shield, blocking countless arrows for her.

In that embrace, she clearly felt the moment the sharp arrow pierced his tight body, and her breathing became heavy and difficult a little.

"Zhen Zhen ......" opened his mouth to call Ye Zhenzhen's name, and blood spat out from his mouth uncontrollably.

Raising her hand to wipe away the blood stains indifferently, her dark eyes locked tightly on her face with worry, and finally landed on her injured right shoulder, frowning distressedly: "Do you want it?" ”

Ye Lingyi froze, stunned as she looked at the handsome face stained with blood in front of her, and shook her head mechanically.

Tang Luo finally let out a long sigh of relief, his expression looked like he was glad, glad that he had arrived in time, and glad that she was fine.

He was the only one in his heart and eyes, and he didn't think about himself at all, let alone that his back had been pierced by a feather arrow.

The dense arrows were like thorns in the back of a hedgehog, piercing his body, and large patches of blood rushed down the dense wounds, and soon penetrated the dark robe on his body.

"You...... Why? ”

Ye Lingyi's pupils were shocked in the depths, his arms couldn't help but tremble, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Tang slightly pursed his lips and returned a warm smile.

The dark eyes climbed up and he was tired, and his tall body shook twice, and then he fell down like a landslide.

"Tang Luo!"

Ye Lingyi yelled, stretched out his arm, and caught him desperately.

"Vera ......"

Falling into her arms, Tang Luo raised his hand with great difficulty, wanting to caress the extremely delicate little face.

Just as he was about to touch her, his blood-stained hand stopped in mid-air.

The obsession that appeared in his tired eyes gradually turned into bitterness: "I almost forgot that your beautiful appearance tonight belongs to Helian Che's ......"

Ye Lingyi frowned: "Don't talk, I'll take you out of here immediately and go to a doctor to heal!" ”

With that, he glanced sharply at the killers on the roof, and reached out to touch the knife.

was about to go up and fight to the death, but was stopped by Tang Luo.

grabbed her hand, slowly shook her head in her incomprehensible eyes, and said with a suppressed breath: "Leave me alone, I can't do it, you are weak, and it is not a good way to fight hard, so let's take the opportunity to escape!" Leave me here, I don't want to drag you down......"

"Don't say such things...... Ye Lingyi suddenly raised her voice, she couldn't help the grief in her heart, don't look over, her eyes were red, and her heart was full of self-blame and guilt.

"Silly girl......" Tang Luo laughed lightly, always holding a breath, as if he had seen through her thoughts, "Don't blame yourself, everything is voluntary to me, I owe you too much, I am willing to do everything for you!" ”

Ye Lingyi finally looked back and looked at the dying man, his red eyes full of doubts.

She has never been able to figure out Tang Luo's transformation, but she has to admit that from the first time she saw him, she had a sense of déjà vu in her heart, and she always felt that Tang Luo was very kind, just like ...... A long-lost relative and old friend.

"Are you curious about my identity?" Faced with her doubts, Tang Luo turned his eyes to look at the dark sky, only to see electric light rolling in the dark clouds, as if he had fallen into endless memories, his eyes were dim, and he sighed long: "You and I are an unmarried couple!" It's just that the marriage is decided by the elders of the family, and I have never met you, but I only know your name and know that you are a big official in your family......"

One sentence completely shocked Ye Lingyi.

At this moment, she suddenly figured out why Tang Luo's attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn when he learned that she was Ye Zhenzhen.

It turned out that he had known that Ye Zhenzhen was his fiancée.

Confused thoughts, Tang Luo looked at her deeply, his dark eyes were full of pain: "It's all my fault, if I had known that there was today, I would definitely not refuse to marry you, and I would be with you desperately, so that there will be no future events, let alone you alone in the most painful time, I owe you too much......"

The more Tang Luo spoke, the quieter his voice became, and the light in his dark eyes became as dull as a pool of stagnant water.

He's dying.

Ye Lingyi forcibly held back the sourness on the tip of her nose, tried her best to calm her mood, shook her head, squeezed out a smile with all her might, held Tang Luo's face, and said softly: "You don't owe me anything!" Nothing is owed! ”

She knew very well that Tang Luo's life had come to an end, he had given his life to protect her, and she didn't want him to feel guilty about Ye Zhenzhen at the end of his life.

"Providence makes people ......" Tang Luo sighed regretfully, the forced breath in his chest had been used to the extreme, and gradually began to drain, his eyes gradually faded, he couldn't see her appearance clearly, but he still tried to keep a smile.

For Tang Luo, Ye Zhenzhen is his starting point and end, and it is already his greatest happiness to die in her arms, he doesn't want to leave her with a hideous and terrifying appearance, he just wants her to remember his good side.

This couldn't help but make Ye Lingyi's tears suddenly drip silently like a flood that broke the embankment.

"Don't ...... Don't cry. Angry, she spit out two words with difficulty, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

His face gradually brightened, and his eyes that had been out of focus reunited on hers.

Ye Lingyi knew that this was a manifestation of when he was about to die, and he couldn't help but feel sad and guilty.

Although he was full of sadness, in order not to make her feel sad, Tang Luo still tried his best to pull out a pale smile, and looked at her quietly, as if he had poured out the tenderness of this life, he was reluctant to leave like this, but everything seemed to be out of his favor.

Once, he never believed in the afterlife, because he felt that what was too illusory was an illusion, but at this moment, he hoped for an afterlife.

He thought that in the next life, he would be the one who watched her laugh, cried with her, and let her make trouble.

Will she like him a little bit then?

Tang Luo looked at her stupidly, really afraid that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would be separated from her forever.

The killer on the roof re-opened his bow and was ready for a second round of arrows.

"Quick...... Walk! ”

Tang Luo gradually restrained his smile, frowned, and said these two words with all his might.

Before the words fell, a feather arrow pierced Tang Luo's heart with incomparable precision.

"Tang Luo!" Ye Lingyi screamed.

A mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth, Tang Luo was full of reluctance, and he tried his last strength to clench Ye Lingyi's hand, and finally ......

Ye Lingyi's eyes widened, watching the last trace of smile on Tang Luo's face dissipate, the light in her pupils completely dimmed, she slowly closed her eyes, clenched her hand and fell weakly, smashing into the river of blood, rippling with a trace of waves.

Tang Luo...... He's dead? To protect her...... He's dead!

Ye Lingyi froze, the whole person was motionless like a sculpture, and he couldn't accept this fact.

The manic wind fell from the sky with a thick killing intent.

The sharp arrows broke through the wind, and with the gradually falling raindrops, they brushed towards the woman in a happy dress in the center of the heart of the sky.

She had been hit by a second arrow in her right shoulder and a first in her left leg, and her neck and jaw had been bruised by stray arrows, but the feeling of sharp pain had been completely masked by resentment and had become insignificant.

She slowly put Tang Luo down, picked up the knife in the pool of blood again, and slowly got up, without any expression on her face.

turned around, coldly watched the killer on the roof rush towards her like an ant, brandishing his sword and slashing over, the light in his eyes suddenly became fierce, he gritted his teeth and raised his arm, and his hand fell sharply......

At this time, a melodious tune came from the ancient deep alley, and the music was affectionate, like water running through the entire deep alley, which seemed particularly strange in this stormy night.

One by one, one sentence at a time, the melody is winding and sad, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the thoughts of the girl Sijun who turns a thousand times, or the gentle and tactful chanting of an ordinary woman when she coaxes her child to sleep, or the quiet and merciful requiem......