The shouts were getting closer.

Garlo came with a whole team of blood guards and Jin to search for Jue.

In the torrential rain, they kept anxiously watching.

At the same time, the remnants of the bloodlines who had lost their leaders scurried around like headless flies, and they were all caught by the secret blood guards who rushed in and executed on the spot.

"Look, the boss seems to be there!"

In the continuous rain, Yuke saw a familiar figure on the ground not far from the sea cliff, but it didn't seem to be in the right state, and he rushed over in a panic.

The others also rushed over.

The expression on Yuke's face became more and more solemn, his steps became heavier and heavier, and he saw a Jue that was annihilating and dissipating......

"What the hell is going on?"

He shook his uneasy eyes, knelt down beside Jue's broken body, and wanted to use his hands to help Jue, who was only half of his body left, but Jue's hands were refused.

There was no longer light in his purple-gold eyes, and he was dim and desperate: "Quiet ......"

Yuke obediently withdrew his hand and only looked at him quietly.

The rest of the people who came to see this scene also froze, Lenson and Kim rushed over, but were stopped by Yuke: "Just let the boss go quietly!" ”

Grief could not be spoken, and could only turn into a fist that was unwilling to clench at his side.

They followed Jue's last words and quietly bid him farewell.

The torrential rain gradually subsided, and it seemed that they were also feeling sorry for Jue's parting, and the soft rain turned into tears on their faces, sharing half of the sorrow in their hearts for them.

At the last moment of annihilation, Jue raised his eyes and looked at Galo on the side, who looked back at him calmly and nodded promisefully.

After a short staring, Jue closed his eyes, as if he had completed some instructions, and finally turned into a pile of ashes, which flowed down the rain......

After a storm, the thin sunlight radiates through the gaps in the hazy clouds, soft and beautiful.

But the mess caused by the storm still exists, and the damage it caused is still indelible, like a wound engraved on the heart.

……

Inside a small inn.

Everyone was saying goodbye before leaving.

"Where are you going?"

The destruction of the invaders was done, and Garlo breathed a sigh of relief, as if all had calmed down.

"Lenson and I plan to return to Nightcastle."

Yuke and Rensen looked at each other, and the Boss, Clores, Hunter, and Yufer were all dead, and there was no reason for them to stay in this sad place any longer.

"I'd like to see her again before I leave."

Kim set his eyes on Galo, as if asking for Galo's permission.

Garlo looked at his longing eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse, and nodded: "Okay! ”

It's approaching evening.

The two teams went in different directions.

Start a new future......

——

Night.

The huge Bevo estate is brightly lit.

A maid hurried through the wide corridor with delicate food to a room in the far corner of the building, and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was a woman with brown curly hair, who raised her dull eyes, took the food plate, and opened her lips and said, "Thank you!" ”

The maid was very competent, and after delivering the meal, she hurried away.

Closed the door.

The woman sat on a chair by the window with a plate, looked at the night scene outside the window, and began to pick up the fork and fork the food on the plate and stuff it into her mouth mechanically.

She was expressionless, chewing the food in her mouth tastelessly.

She kept stuffing until she couldn't put it in her mouth, and she didn't let go of herself as if she had encountered some kind of karma.

As she ate, two lines of tears on her cheeks slid down her lips, mixed with food and swallowed into her mouth one by one.

As if thinking of something, she stopped all her movements, and for a moment, she stood up sharply, and threw the plate of some remaining food in her hand on the table with a fork.

Raising her hand, she tore off the brown curls on her head and threw them to the ground, revealing her head with short blond hair, and threw herself on the bed in the corner and cried.

Why?

Why is the long-awaited news that you are gone, forever?

Can we still meet?

No more!

Han Qingluo pounded the pillow frantically, constantly venting his grief in his heart.

Tears quickly wet the pillow, and also made her eyes frighteningly red, crying drained her energy, Han Qingluo lay on his back on the bed, confused eyes looked at the ceiling with exquisite patterns, and fell into the infinite air......

Two days ago.

A cool autumn night.

Bevo Manor welcomed back Galo and his party.

In the silent night, outside the gate of the manor, the faint sound of horses' hooves and conversations fluttered into the manor, waking up Han Qingluo, who was sleeping lightly.

She got up from the bed, ran quickly to the window, and leaned over to look.

Not far away, the firelight flashed, and it seemed that someone had returned.

The beating heart in Han Qingluo's chest only felt a throbbing, and inexplicable joy swept through every cell in her body, and she looked forward to it, hoping to see that face.

She lit the candle in the room, sat down in front of the mirror, put the brown wig that Galo had given her over her head, and chose a proper dress.

Then he waited quietly for the door to knock.

The long wait had worn out some of her inner anticipation, and she kept walking to the window to look out, and then to the door, listening to the movement outside.

After a long time, her wait came to fruition.

In the hallway outside the door, there was the sound of staccato footsteps.

Han Qingluo nervously moved from the door to the edge of the bed and sat down, as if she felt that she was a little deliberate like this, she lifted the quilt again and lay down.

But after a while, she sat up again, and ran to the table with broken steps to blow out the lighted candle.

The whole room was instantly plunged into darkness, except for the window, and the cold soft light of the bright moon poured in.

Lie back in bed again.

Han Qingluo turned his back to the door, his eyes were pricked up and his ears were pricked up, his heart was beating wildly, his throat was constantly surging with nervousness, his two hands were clutching the quilt, his warm palms were oozing a little sweat, and his ears were so quiet that it seemed that only her heartbeat could be heard.

Entrance to the promenade.

Galo looked at the man in front of him in black robes: "I will give you a little time to get along, be sure to leave the manor before dawn, my father will not tolerate a hostile foreigner in his territory." ”

Under the black robe, the man nodded and walked to the room.

He walked slowly, hesitantly, and he was nervous about this meeting, because it was the last time he would see her.

The road to Han Qingluo's room seemed to be very long, he hesitated, entangled in his heart, he was both expecting and afraid.

But after all, there was a distance under his feet, and he still walked to the door.

The hand under the black robe was raised, and the fingers froze again as they touched the door.

He lowered his eyelashes, pondered for a moment, and finally confirmed his intentions, and moved his stopped hand to the door and knocked on it.

The door was ringing, but Han Qingluo, who was nervous at the moment, had no idea, whether she wanted to continue to pretend to be asleep, or get up and open the door to show that she hadn't slept?

The knock on the door paused for a moment, then rang again.

After many battles of thoughts, Han Qingluo mustered up his courage and wondered why he was so twisted today, isn't it just to see that person who is too familiar to be familiar anymore.

She decisively rolled over and got out of bed, walked to the door, calmed down, and put her hand on the doorknob.

"Kata!"

Han Qingluo was stunned for a moment, and before his hand moved, the door was twisted open. She subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid the door that had been pushed open.

Inside a dimly lit room.

In the faint moonlight.

The eyes are facing each other.

Although he was a person who had thought about it in his heart, seeing his familiar pupils at this moment, Han Qingluo's heart couldn't help but jump with joy.

"You're back!"

There was unconcealed joy in her tone, and her blue eyes were full of love.

The wig that was specially worn, the beautiful dress that was suitable for going out...... It is enough to show that she is looking forward to this meeting, and he can deeply feel that the woman in front of him is very happy in the face of his arrival.

He lowered his head, hiding the disappointment that flashed in his eyes, and lifted the hat that covered his head, untied the dusty black robe, and let it fall to the ground.

Hugging the person in front of him, he whispered, "Yes, I'm back!" ”

Han Qingluo was a little surprised by this sudden hug, it seemed that the beginning of this reunion was a little too intimate, but she didn't choose to push this embrace away.

The candlelight was lit up, bringing more light to the room.

Sit side by side on the edge of the bed.

“……”

After a brief hug, it seemed that the atmosphere was not quite right.

Han Qingluo glanced at Jue beside him a little unnaturally, he didn't seem to want to speak.

"What about Yuke, why aren't they with you?"

After being silent for a while, Han Qingluo planned to break the awkward atmosphere first.

"They went back."

Jue's tone was light, as if she was not in a good mood, and the expression on her face told her very obviously.

"Where?"

Han Qingluo straightened the wig strands that fell from his ears, looking cramped and uneasy.

"They're back at Nightcastle."

"Oh......"

The conversation was too jerky and bland.

It's like there's something estranged between them, full of embarrassment.

This is not the meeting she was expecting, tonight's Jue's performance seems a little strange, when did he become so melancholy?

“……”

The conversation reached an impasse again.

Han Qingluo kept searching in his heart for what he had done wrong, which made Boss Jue pull a face as soon as he entered the door.

Just as she was thinking nonsense, Jue beside her finally spoke.

"Lowe!"

"Huh?"

Han Qingluo looked at Jue in response, and always felt that some details were very strange, but he couldn't remember what was strange.

Jue paused and continued, "Do you still like Kim?" ”

For this question, she was a little caught off guard, and she was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Jue saw that she was a little embarrassed, and asked another question: "If he wants to redeem you, does he still have a chance?" ”

“……”

Han Qingluo looked at Jue, his mouth opened, and finally held back a sentence: "Why are you asking this question?" I don't like it! ”

"And who do you like?"

Jue Yi grasped her shoulder, and her purple-gold eyes were full of oppression.

"Uh......"

Han Qingluo became distracted.

"You like me, don't you?"

Jue was very dissatisfied with her hesitation, so she simply said it directly.

His straightforward words made Han Qingluo stunned for an instant, and two blushes immediately appeared on his face: "I, I don't know!" Why are you asking such a boring question? ”

"You like me, don't you?"

Jue said, but he looked extremely lost.