"You ......" Cheng Qixue took a step forward, she stretched out her hand, and couldn't wait to touch the back, but her steps were as heavy as lead, so heavy that she couldn't speak.

Just when she was as stiff as a stone, the bleak back moved, and the man turned around, and in an instant, her heart sank to the bottom.

"It's you!" Cheng Qixue recognized this person at a glance, even if this person's face was no longer so high-spirited, with more wind and frost and vicissitudes, she could still recognize it at a glance.

This person is the delusion of ink!

Knowing that it was not the person she missed in her heart, Cheng Qixue's movements suddenly became faster, she rushed to Mo Zhiyu in an instant, grabbed Mo Zhiyu by the collar, and roared as if she was forcing a debt: "Since you are alive, what about him?!" ”

When he saw Cheng Qixue so excited, Mo Zhixue's face did not change at all, just like dead ashes, he looked down at Cheng Qixue, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, calmly reflecting Cheng Qixue's haggard appearance now. Faced with Cheng Qixue's questioning, he only slowly opened his mouth: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law ......"

The three words "I'm sorry" were like three green silk swords inserted into Cheng Qixue's heart at the same time, chilling into the depths of her soul, and the tears that had not been shed when she was in Tianjian Mountain flowed down instantly, leaving two moist marks on her face.

Cheng Qixue slowly retreated, she didn't roar or choke, she just pressed her heart, only felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

Mo Zhiyu looked at Cheng Qixue quietly, and did not stretch out his hand to help her, nor did he say anything to comfort her, the two of them just stood quietly like this, and a long time passed.

When the tears on Cheng Qixue's face were dry, the silence was broken, and it was Cheng Qixue who spoke, but when she opened her mouth, she vomited a pool of blood, and the blood splashed on the grass on the ground, and it was not the golden that belonged to the gods, but black!

"Sister-in-law!" Mo Zhiyu's face showed panic at this time, and he took a few steps forward, wanting to support Cheng Qixue.

But Cheng Qixue stubbornly wiped the blood stains on her mouth, quickly retreated, and rejected Mo Zhiyu's kindness. Then she said, "I'm sorry, what are you sorry for me?!" ”

"I ......" Mo Zhiyu was stunned, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air, not knowing how to continue.

But Cheng Qixue didn't need Mo Zhiyu's answer, she turned her head, looked at the barren courtyard, and said slowly, "You know what? How I hate seeing you now, and I wish you had better never show up, because your presence will destroy my last hope.

I had hoped that I would be able to live with this 'hope' for the rest of my life, but it was all ruined, ruined ......."

Speaking of the back, she couldn't help coughing up blood, but she covered it with her hands, but her eyes were blood-red, like a burning fire, and her expression was like frost.

"You ......" Mo Zhiyu took a step forward and was about to speak, but Cheng Qixue snatched his words again, stretched out his hand to him, and shouted in a low voice as before, "Give it to me!" ”

"What?" Mo Zhiyu was stunned again.

"Didn't you come to give me something? Give me! Cheng Qixue said strongly.

"Yes." Mo Zhiyu nodded, pulled his hands in front of him, and a black sword box appeared in the middle of the opposite palm.

Without handing it to herself, Cheng Qixue snatched it and hugged it tightly in her arms, her eyes didn't look at Mo Zhiyu, nor did she look anywhere, the emotions in it fluctuated, as if she saw another world.

Mo Zhiyu remained silent again and did not bother Cheng Qixue.

This time the interval was shorter, Cheng Qixue's mood calmed down, she opened the sword box, and saw a broken ancient sword inside, the ancient sword broke at the waist, and the broken mouth was neat.

"Who killed him, Wusa?" Cheng Qixue finally looked up at Mo Zhiyu, and a new spark burst out in her eyes.

"It's not." Mo Zhiyu shook her head, her eyes revealing pity, because she saw hatred in Cheng Qixue's eyes.

If a person wants to live, he can have many thoughts, and hatred is precisely the most effective one. But Wusa is dead, and Cheng Qixue's anger can only be vented on those homeless children who survived, which means that she will completely break with Tianjian Mountain.

This is definitely not what the senior brother wants to see.

He said no, not only because Wusa was dead, but also because it wasn't Wusa who killed Wuyan at all.

"Who's that?!" Cheng Qixue asked aggressively.

"It was the senior brother who killed Wusa, and as for the one who killed the senior brother, it was the one who buried me in the desert back then." Mo Zhiyu said calmly.

"Speak human words!" Cheng Qixue was impatient, and just wanted to ask for a goal.

"It's God." Mo Zhi said.

"God?" Cheng Qixue was stunned, and then grabbed Mo Zhiyu's collar again, "What nonsense, you and I both know that there can be no gods in this world, are you as crazy as Yun Shi?!" Yes?! ”

"God just hasn't been resurrected yet," Mo Zhiyu pressed Cheng Qixue's hand, and at this moment, waves finally appeared in Mo Zhiyu's eyes like a pool of stagnant water, "This world has never been as simple as it seems, and it has never been a human being who drives this world forward, it is a god, whether it is two thousand years ago or now!" ”

"Make it clear!" The fire in Cheng Qixue's eyes temporarily receded, replaced by doubt.

"There are some things that are not clear, you better not know, if you want to avenge your senior brother, then live well, live and wait for me to get a result." Mo Zhiyu pulled Cheng Qixue's hand on his collar hard, then took a step back, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to Nanlu, please help." ”

"Lao Tzu guessed that you didn't come to me for some good intentions!" Cheng Qixue said that she would turn her face and turn her face, and she turned around and left without hesitation, but when she was about to walk out of the arched door, she strode away and yelled, "Tomorrow, I will leave at three o'clock in the morning, and I will leave for Nanlu." ”

Cheng Qixue spoke so loudly because she had already entered a closed enchantment since she stepped here, and she didn't have to worry about the conversation between her and Mo Zhiyu about leaking out, even if this was Anjing.

Cheng Qixue left, but Mo Zhiyu did not leave, but another person walked out from the other end of the courtyard. This person was wearing a hooded robe similar to Mo Zhiyu, but when she walked in front of Mo Zhiyu, her face was enough to shake the whole world.

(End of chapter)