"Before she came out of the desert, she painted flowers on the sand, saying that it would be nice if there was paint, this flower should have four colors: red, blue, yellow and white, one petal and one color, very beautiful......," Han Jujun said: "I didn't know, she had a will to die since then."

Mu Dianke listened expressionlessly.

It can be imagined how desperate Qu Yuer's mood should be on the way from Mobei to Yuzhou.

She knew that her husband was in a big trouble, there was nothing he could do, and she would become a burden herself. The only way I can think of is to die without hesitation after a short period of splendor, like the legendary Yimi flower.

"Will meeting Mu Cangping be the lucky thing in your life?" Mu Dianke said, "Or will you regret it?" ”

Han Jujun was silent for a moment, thought about it seriously, and then replied, "I don't know. ”

If he hadn't met Mu Cangping, he would probably have been so confused for the rest of his life, and he would never have remembered the ideal of guarding his family and defending the country and turbidizing Yangqing.

Mu Cangping dragged him out of the muddy swamp, gave him a platform to show his ambitions, and was even the person he admired and admired the most in his heart for a time.

But later, he really made him miserable: forcing him to violate his principles and sticking to it, helping evil, bullying the weak, using him, and manipulating him......

He didn't know how he survived those days when his faith collapsed.

But since he chose to come back and continue on this path, he just figured it out.

- He doesn't want a name before and after his death, or even a complete clear conscience, just to stick to his original intention and do as much as he should do in his lifetime, and that's it.

"If you're here for Qu Yu'er, you can take my life as you like."

Han Jujun dragged the dripping iron sword out of the water tank and tempered it again, "This is my debt—but can you let me finish casting this sword first?" There are still two final processes left. ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Mu Dianke said.

***

Half of the people in Luoyang knew that Mu Dianke had gone to find Han Jujun, waiting to see what kind of result she would have in the end.

However, there was no fighting.

Han Jujun was striking iron, and Mu Dianke stood opposite him and watched, neither anxious nor impatient.

The two should be in conversation.

I don't know, I thought it was an old friend who had known each other for many years.

Mu Ziyan hurried over in a hurry, and just as Mu Dianke came out of Bi Chang's small courtyard with an iron sword that didn't even have a scabbard.

"What's the situation?"

Mu Ziyan glanced at the open courtyard gate, and saw that Han Jujun was just collecting the iron tools, and said in confusion: "You came here just to break the sword?" ”

"This isn't a broken sword." Mu Dianke said.

After receiving Mu Ziyan's disdainful eyes, she raised the sword in her hand and looked at it.

——Although the craftsmanship is extraordinary, the material is indeed ordinary.

Compared with the rare treasure knife in Mu Ziyan's hand, there is no doubt that it is a broken sword.

It's just right to kill Su Wei.

Then Mu Ziyan asked, "You wouldn't want to use such a broken sword to duel with Su Wei, right?" ”

"All masters, flying flowers and picking leaves, can hurt people." Mu Dianke said.

Before he finished speaking, he received a blow on the head.

"Why don't you say that if you fly by with one eye, people will die, crazy you!" Mu Ziyan couldn't help but say, "I'll go to the weapons shop with me to choose a sword later." ”

Mu Dianke pouted, she really didn't think it was necessary.

But they didn't dare to discern.

"What do you think, Han Jujun?" Mu Ziyan asked, "Isn't this feud unsolvable?" ”

"What do you think of him?" Mu Dian did not answer the rhetorical question.

"I'm not going to give you advice." Mu Ziyan said: "If you have to let me say a few words, I can only say that he is one of the few people under the old man's hand that I can look at." ”

Mu Dian laughed, "I thought you didn't look down on anyone." ”

Seeing Mu Ziyan's white eyes drifting over, she hurriedly went up to grab his arm, shook coquettishly, and said in a pretty voice, "Then for the sake of the third brother's face, I will put aside his Liangzi first?" ”

Huo An told her that he had a chance to kill Han Jujun.

At that time, he had been lurking with Han Jujun for four days and three nights in the dense forest of Kushan Mountain, where snakes and insects crawled everywhere, and finally Han Jujun waited for his prey, and he also waited for the opportunity to make a move.

——At the critical juncture of the battle between Han Jujun and the Kunshan Demon, as long as he makes a move, he is absolutely sure that he will be killed with one blow.

But he gave up.

Because he didn't know if he would be able to catch up with the known cunning Shan Demon alone in this strange mountain forest after killing Han Jujun.

I don't know when the next time I'll catch him.

And this notorious and inhumane murderer, in just half a month, killed 21 women and young children in the four counties of Chencang. Love Book House

"I can't do it." Huo An said this to Mu Dianke.

Mu Dian thought about it, if she was there at the time, she wouldn't have made a move.

***

In the end, he relied on Mu Ziyan and spent a lot of money to buy a sword.

Because Su Wei is too old and calculating, he dares to accept the appointment, and he must have done his homework in advance. No link should be taken lightly.

- This is what Mu Ziyan said.

Mu Dianke felt that her plan was no worse than Su Wei's, but she didn't dare to say it, for fear that Mu Ziyan would scold her for being crazy.

After going up the mountain, her things were handed over to Mu Ziyan for safekeeping.

The two discussed the map, and when they got married, they took it to Changjiabao as a dowry.

As for the joint code of the whole set of red pink piles left by Xu Younan, she was a little hesitant to deal with it at the time, but now she is very clear and determined in her heart.

Those are all poor girls, for one reason or another, they were transferred to Xiao Chuyu's hands, and after being trained day after day, they were finally enslaved.

Maybe they don't know what they're fighting for.

Let them live well.

She smashed all the fragile ones, such as jade bracelets and agate hairpins, and threw the gold and silver ornaments that could not be broken into the furnace and melted them.

Even the pine box given by Xu Younan was thrown into the flames and turned into ashes.

There are no more pink piles in the world, some are just beautiful ordinary women scattered in various households, waiting for a peaceful death.

***

No one came to the Golden Wind Terrace.

How many years has the Jin family gone, and how many years has this platform been abandoned. The grass seeds fell into the cracks in the rocks and took root, giving rise to knee-deep basil.

The rain grows moss and invades the wall, and the wind falls on the stump steps.

A desolate scene.

Mu Dianke stood on the stage with his sword in his hand for a long time, faintly, as if he had filtered out the noisy discussion and noise behind him, and heard the sound of laughter for a long time.

Then, hearing the sound of the wind, she suddenly turned around and stabbed out with a sword.

Like lightning like a thunderbolt, it is too fast to see.

Su Wei couldn't hide.

He didn't want to hide.

The sword stabbed out from his back, and the blood pooled onto the tip of the sword, dripping and staining the moss on the ground.

"When I came here, I remembered the scene of the year, when the alliance leader was still alive......"

His delicate eyes began to drift, and he looked around blankly, and finally lost his lustre, and a trace of tears as the background,

"Over the years, it seems that I have gone wrong and gone too far...... It's important to be alive, but there are also some things that are just as important. ”

He said this, and his voice was lowered.

The sword slowly withdrew from his body, and he fell to a pool of blood, silent.

There was a suppressed cry in the audience, from the time Mu Dianke stepped on the golden wind platform, there were times in the ears.

At this time, the cry was no longer restrained, and it became a mournful howl.

Don't cry Su Wei, cry the old Jin family.

Compared with today's remnants, thinking about the grand occasion of the past, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, it is inevitable that he will feel desolate and sad.

In this piece of grief, Su Wei's begging for death did not bring much impact to people, except for the accident, it was more of a sigh and emotion.

He still has a sense of shame.

People think: With a sense of shame, choosing such a way to die can be regarded as leaving dignity for themselves.

Only Mu Dian doesn't think so.

She was completely unmoved, took a step forward, and added another sword, separating Su Wei's head from his body.

"From now on—" she raised her voice, "except for Mu Cangping, there is no enmity between the people of Mu Men and me. Each has its own way, and does not offend each other! ”

The voice carried a deep and strong internal force, and it was handed out far away against the wind, and it was quickly spread by the people who heard it.

The first to be relieved was not the people of Mu Men who were restless all day, but Mu Ziyan.

He looked at the woman standing on the high golden wind platform, whose eyebrows and eyes were no longer angry, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

- She finally came out! There is no need to live those days of hatred and peace.