The two were in a stalemate for seven or eight minutes, but Mo Niang still didn't give up.

On the shore, the man who was pressing the back of the woman's head was sweating fine on his forehead, and a sore feeling hit his hands.

"Mo Niang, you can go with peace of mind, every year today in the future, I will burn paper money for you, you won't be sad down there."

"Since it's so painful to be alive, it's better to die."

"Hmm...... Not! "A woman doesn't listen to a man at all, she has long been dead to him.

"Mo Niang, you are obedient, you don't think about it, you have to think about it for Yang'er, the master has not given us much time, if I haven't completed the task she gave me, Yang'er ...... Yang'er, he will also die. ”

Yang'er?

Mo Niang thought of her son, who was only six years old, and a trace of heartache flashed in her heart.

He Zhuo's words seemed to weaken the woman's struggle.

The man also felt the change in the woman, his shrewd eyes rolled, and he continued, "Mo Niang, aren't you afraid that others will say that Yang'er is a wild child who has no father? Don't worry, as long as you go with peace of mind, I will take Yang'er home immediately, let him recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, I will give him good food and clothing, and let him grow up with dignity like a son of a family, and when I die, I ...... I gave him all my possessions. ”

Yang'er?

Mo Niang thought of the way she and Yang'er used to live, and her Yang'er was pointed at by other children and scolded him for being a wild child without a father, a poor ghost, and a stinky begging for food. Every time he is bullied, in order not to worry her, he will be very sensible to hide the scar, light a fire for her, collect firewood, even if it is a bowl of white water porridge that is so light that only a few grains of rice, he can eat it with relish, her Yang'er is so sensible, but the more sensible he is, the more guilty she is, the more panicked, she knows that she can't give Yang'er a good future, which is why she came back to this man, he promised her that if she can kill Chenying, he will let Yang'er recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, which is for her, What a tempting deal, so she agreed without hesitation, but she didn't expect that all this would fail, but if her death could make Yang'er recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors, she was willing, even if this man's trust in her heart was already zero, but at least Yang'er was his own son, and she was willing to gamble with her life.

Thinking of this, Mo Niang made up her mind, closed her eyes, and the movements in her hands slowly stopped, the man saw that Mo Niang was no longer struggling, and his hands were forced, Mo Niang's face was pressed into the pond, a large amount of water entered the mouth and nose, and the woman was like duckweed at the mercy of the man.

"He Zhuo, remember what you promised me, otherwise, I will turn into a demon in the pool and break your body into ten thousand pieces." This is Mo Niang's last words before she died, a person's life takes hours, or even days, and a person's death only takes a minute, or a few seconds. Not long after, when He Zhuo let go of his hand, the woman was completely out of breath.

He Zhuo breathed a heavy sigh of relief, pushed the remaining half of the woman's body into the pond, looked around, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Jiang Wu carried Feng Luo back to the house, gently put the woman on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Out of the house, Jiang Wu stood at the door with a cold face, only listening to the sound of clothes rubbing, and a hidden guard in a night suit appeared in front of Jiang Wu.

"Take care of the people in the room for me, and besides, check the woman who appeared today." Jiang Wu said in a deep voice, his face was even more cold than Layue's.

"Yes." The guard's face stiffened slightly, but he regained his meticulous expression and replied.

After explaining, Jiang Wu turned his head to look deeply at the closed door, turned his head and left.

The princess's mansion, the moonlight is quiet

Feng Yueyan looked at a pool of autumn water, and in the distance opposite her, the door was closed, but the light was still on, and the silhouette of the people in the room could be vaguely seen.

She has been living here these days, she wants to accompany her royal sister, and now that the imperial sister is gone, he has been dismissed in the mansion, and she has witnessed the defeat of the princess's mansion.

Today, the Praetorian Guard came to tell her that she could not stay here any longer, that she had wanted to come to say goodbye to him today, but she was standing at the door, but she did not dare to knock on the door.

She hadn't seen him or spoken to him since the last time she had fallen out with him at the Imperial Sister's funeral hall.

But when he was willing to be whipped for his imperial sister and died nine times, she wondered if she had done something wrong.

Holding his chin in one hand and beating on the surface of the lake with a bamboo pole in the other, he wanted to reconcile with him, but he couldn't take the first step.

I kept struggling in my heart...

Suddenly, the figure who had been sitting at the desk in the room stood up, and then the door was opened from the inside, and Xiao Cheng walked out.

Xiao Cheng?

When did he get in?

Feng Yueyan looked at the man who left quickly with a wary face, she had been guarding the door of the study, and she didn't see him enter?

Just as she was trying to remember if she saw Xiao Cheng enter, in the room, the figure sat down again.

Fingers wrenched together, "Forget it, what are you afraid of." Thinking about it, Feng Yueyan finally mustered up the courage to take the first step.

Just as his left foot was about to step out, the door was opened again, and the man stood in the doorway.

"Sister...... Husband. ”

Before the husband could say the word, the man had already hurried away.

Looking at the man's back walking away, she could only stop in place.

………

Late at night, Longcheng was shrouded in fog, the streets and alleys, the doors of the houses were closed, and there was not a single pedestrian to see, and Longcheng was stunned and became an empty city.

Fifty miles outside the city is the river of life in Longcheng, as big as industrial agriculture, as small as laundry and cooking, the people of Longcheng are because they rely on this river to live here for generations, if the water of this river is polluted, for all the people of Longcheng, it is undoubtedly a catastrophe.

By the river, a woman dressed in purple skillfully took out a porcelain bottle and poured the unknown liquid in the bottle into the river.

When the last drop of liquid in the bottle fell into the river, Monroe hooked the corner of her lips and tucked the bottle into her sleeve.

Turning around, Monroe was just about to step away when the blade hit her neck without warning.

Wind Chime held the sword and stared at her with his eyes firmly fixed on her.

"Where's the kid?" Wind Chime asked coldly.

"Huh." Monroe snorted, raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to look at the wind chimes.

The wind chimes were immediately on alert, and the sword she held followed her.

Monroe looked at the wind chimes and was so wary of her, without sneering.

"Kid?"

"Didn't you hide the child? I don't know where he is? ”

Wind Chimes stared at Monroe's eyes, and suddenly realized that she had been deceived by her.

"You lied to me, the child is not with you at all." Wind Chime's face was undisguised with anger.

"Wind chimes, even if I don't find where the child is? But what about the door master? It's easy for her to find a child, and if she knows you've disobeyed her orders and didn't cut the roots, you know what will happen. ”

"Wind Chime, you shouldn't be soft-hearted." Meng Luo's eyes stared at the wind chimes tightly, and said bitterly.

"I didn't want to betray the master, but I am also a human being, I will also have feelings, the Lonely Brake Gate will levy a new batch of disciples every year, but this also means that a group of disciples will be eliminated, in that fight, we can only survive by killing our comrades, not being eliminated, in this round of elimination, my hands stained with the blood of my companions more than the enemy."

"It wasn't until I came out of the door that I realized the warmth of the world, not like a lonely door, cold."