It was already dark another night.

Yes.

There were still no stars, and there was no moon.

The men in black came to him again.

This night was the second night after the Dongfang sword qi rain died, and the sky was already very dark.

He thought that the people in black were here to fulfill his last wish.

But no, he didn't want to think about him, and he wanted him to harm Wutong Mingyue.

……

He said, "If you do, don't kill Wutong Mingyue."

If you can't sit on the throne of the monarch, if you can't sit on the throne of the monarch, then Zhang Ziqian will never return to your side. ”

Since all this is happy, for the sake of Zhang Ziqian, even if he kills Wutong Mingyue, so what's the matter?

So he was happy and started to do it.

Suddenly.

But in the end, all this was discovered by Mei Zixin.

After Zhang Jiading finished saying all this, his face turned pale, and he died in this big hall where the light was very huge and big, making people a little unhappy, and he was as lonely and cold, empty and empty.

……

Wutong Mingyue's resolute complexion had already burst into tears on her entire face.

There was no meaning in what was engraved here, and he didn't think that the men in front of him were so dark that they loved their mother, and they loved him like an Avaha.

What can he say?

The Lady of the East no longer has tears to shed.

Insipid.

The situation in her heart is beyond words.

……

This body of men, this body of men who grew up with her, she thought she knew him very well.

But now she found that she didn't know anything about him.

His love, she doesn't understand!

She didn't understand, why did the men in front of her love her so darkly?

She was a little afraid to believe it.

But this is just the truth of a physical situation!

There is nothing wrong with loving a person, but if it is inappropriate to love, and the way of love is wrong, then what is the meaning of your love?

Genial.

It is a very painful and painful situation for others.

……

What is the meaning of very unlucky love?

Meizi Xinxin has compassion and compassion for the elderly person in front of her.

He has no right to accuse others of their love, whether his love is right or wrong, he has no right to blame.

He didn't even think that there really was such a sincere dark carving in the world.

Heart-to-heart love, this kind of love may not be very great and special in the eyes of others, but it is a single-minded and sincere that many people can't do.

Little Red cried so much that even her face was 'flowery', although she was still a young 'woman', although she couldn't fully appreciate the dark situation and greatness, but she had been infected by the atmosphere of the period.

The heart is inexplicably sad in the heart.

Respectful.

The voices of the Oriental Lady are not so gentle.

Having become hoarse, she said, "It turns out that all this is because of me." Her glass-like eyes were full of apology and sadness, and she moved to Zhang Jiading and said, "Brother Lin, I don't know about you...... You're so dark and in love with me, I'm so sorry for you...... I'm sorry for you...... But...... But why did you hurt Sword Qi Yu?

……

Don't you know that I'm going to be sad? As he spoke, tears flowed down again.

Zhang Jiading's heart was even more like a knife cut, even more painful than a knife cut, he looked at Mrs. Dongfang with a complicated look of pain and guilt: "I'm sorry, Sister Qian, everything is wrong for me."

I...... If yes, I won't listen to the men in black.

I...... I'm sorry for you, yes I'm sorry for you, I'm ...... I shouldn't make your heart feel bad like this. He was incoherent.

The voice of the speech had just stopped.

I don't know where he took out a dagger, and as soon as he raised his hand, a small pop was 'inserted' into his 'fierce' chamber.

It all happened so suddenly, yes, no one could have imagined that he would kill himself.

The Oriental Lady exclaimed in surprise.

……

Hardship.

Fainted.

Wutong Mingyue hurriedly went to support her mother.

Mei Zixin had already swept to Zhang Jiading's side, although she wanted to stop it, but it was too late, she just helped Zhang Jiading to fall down, sighing.

Zhang Jiading was fatally stabbed and immediately lost his breath.

The eyes that have not yet closed their eyes are full of meaning, a kind of indirect pain/hatred for the world.

Resemble... Yes, I hate it, why God arranged such a fate for him!

He couldn't close his eyes even if he died.

Mei Zixin let out a long sigh, and stretched out her head to wipe Zhang Jiading's stiff face, making him close his eyes.

He should have gone peacefully, only because he no longer had to suffer from the longing of the night when the sky was already dark.

Death is his best relief!

……

Here, the morning sun shines on the courtyard.

Satisfied with the courtyard 'flowers' are like... Hanging his head, mourning the death of this old man, mourning for his pure and sincere love.

Now it is the second day, if Mei Zixin does not rush back to Weicheng as soon as possible, Zhang Le will go to the sword style alone, and face the eyes of the world.

The twilight is setting in the west, and it is greatly darkening.

There was a sense of loneliness in the camphor (unofficial) woods.

Shows.

There was still a glimmer of light in the sky outside.

However, the ruined temple in the forest has long been darkened. A little light above the shrine in the temple swayed slightly in the breeze, like... Yes, sigh for the tragedy that happened indirectly in the world.

Feeling sad and mourning, this ancient temple presents a sense of melancholy and melancholy.

Quiet!

……

It's so quiet that people can hear their hearts beating.

Everyone was hanging their heads.

It's just that if there is any sound at the 'door' of the temple, they will immediately raise their heads and stare at the 'door', hoping that the figure of hope will appear.

I watched the sky fall at night.

The king's name is the most unbearable for 'sex'.

Finally, I couldn't help but jump.

Then he walked back and forth several times in front of the temple 'gate', and muttered to himself: "What's the matter, Brother Hua hasn't come back yet, it really makes people anxious." ”

After finishing speaking, his face turned pale, and his eyes turned to look out of the 'door'.

But the camphor (unofficial) woods are dense with branches and leaves, where can be seen.

Outrageously.

Everyone else sighed, and their faces were all the same, and the whole body was anxious.

It's just that Zhang Le seems to be calm, and the corner of zui 'reveals' a bitter arc.

……

Wang said with a sudden name: "I think Brother Hua is a 'lost' journey." ”

Turned his head to look at Mu Fengli.

(End of chapter)