Today's Lin'an City seems to be exceptionally quiet. After the heavy snowfall, the whole world turns silvery white.

Luo Yuxuan, there was still a disgusting smell of blood floating in the air, and the ground was strewn with corpses, and the fragments of cups, plates, tables and chairs constituted a messy picture.

But this picture scroll can't attract anyone's attention, because at this moment, everyone's eyes fall on the center of the stage.

There, the night breeze cotton faced everyone, his back was straight, but his chest was soaked red with blood, like a bright, blooming flower, dazzling.

His handsome and extraordinary face has a strong, relieved smile at the moment, echoing with the moist droplets of water at the corners of his eyes, with a different kind of poignant.

Behind him, the sword that pierced his body was still there.

A hand, a pale, trembling hand, was slowly moving away from the hilt of the sword.

Ye Mohan's face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood, and his eyes, which were as sharp and deep as an eagle falcon in the past, were as big as a falcon at this time, and his eyes were full of incredulity, shock, and pain.

He actually ...... Unexpectedly, he stabbed the sword into the body of Night Wind Cotton!

With his own hands, he killed the only sibling in his life, the only one he loved his relatives and friends, the only one he trusted, and the only one he treated.

Ye Mohan couldn't believe that he had done all this, he let go of his sword, shook his head on the one hand, and stepped back on the other, as if only in this way could he treat everything as if nothing had happened, as if everything was just an illusion.

Ye Fengmian turned his back to him, even if he couldn't see Ye Mohan's reaction at the moment, and the look on his face, but they were brothers who grew up together, they were confidants who knew each other, even if they didn't look at it, how could they not know?

The corners of Ye Fengmian's mouth were still smiling, and from a distance, he looked at the cold moon quietly, at Ye Jiuchen, and at them standing there like that, even if they didn't say anything, did nothing, and kept each other's harmonious picture, as if no one could separate them.

Night Breeze smiled.

He, an outsider, a person who has spoken to Leng Yuelian, and who has even counted on two hands, has already clearly felt it, what about Ye Mohan, that fool?

That fool, how could he not see it?

In an instant, Leng Yue saw a deep grief in Ye Fengmian's eyes, and her heart trembled slightly.

Suddenly, there was a burst of warmth on the back of his hand, and Leng Yue's heart was cold, and in the blink of an eye, he met a pair of eyes that were as deep as the sea but bright as stars.

Ye Jiuchen stared at her deeply, his thin lips pursed gently, he didn't speak, and he didn't need to speak, because he knew that Leng Yue would understand.

Leng Yue paused, turned her head, and looked at Night Wind Cotton again.

The shirt on Night Wind's chest seemed to be redder, more soaked in blood, bigger, and the blood on his face became thinner and paler.

But he didn't realize it, the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and the moist water in the corners of his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Night Wind Cotton seemed to be able to clearly feel that the feeling of blood and life flowing from the body little by little, so clear and profound, that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Be...... I'm dying.

However, they didn't take a good look at the fool.

Thinking about it, Ye Feng Mian couldn't help but struggle, and turned around slowly, wanting to take another look at Ye Mohan.

"Master!"

"The Seven Princes!"

The few remaining people beside him were already red-eyed when they saw the Night Wind Cotton being stabbed by the sword, and they wanted to do their best to take the Night Wind Cotton away.

As long as Night Wind Cotton can live, it doesn't matter if all of them die here.

But...... But...... But they clearly felt that Night Wind Cotton was begging for death.

Just like just now, it was clear that he would not succeed, but he still chose to stab Leng Yue with his sword, which was exactly the same.

At this moment, he was already so weak, but he still turned his head with difficulty, looked at Ye Mohan, and looked at the person who pierced his body with a sword.

They don't understand and can't understand.

But they chose to obey.

The steps under the feet of the night wind cotton, moving little by little, finally twisted the whole body and aimed at Ye Mohan.

In sight, he finally looked like this fool again.

However, why did his eyes turn red and he looked guilty?

Night Wind Cotton couldn't help but want to raise his hand and stretched out towards Ye Mohan.

Perhaps, it is the body that has reached its limit at this time.

Perhaps, it's because I've endured it for so many years, and I'm really tired, tired, tired.

Perhaps, it was because he saw Ye Mohan, so those so-called pretenses, those so-called hard supports, were not needed.

In short, the moment he raised his hand, the night wind cotton finally couldn't support it, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Night Breeze Cotton!"

As early as the glance with Ye Feng Mian, Ye Mohan suddenly understood, everything was understood.

How could he be such a smart person, how could he choose to kill Leng Yue when he knew that he would not succeed just now.

He did it on purpose!

Because he knew everything, his years of hard work were destroyed, so he chose to end his life in this way.

He even figured it out.

After calculating that he would do it, he would not hesitate to act when he knew that he was betrayed and his emotions collapsed, and when he saw that Leng Yue was in danger.

But how could he be so selfish!

However, no matter what he thought in his heart, at the moment when he saw the Night Wind Cotton falling, Ye Mohan still did not hesitate, almost instinctively rushed over, firmly caught the Night Wind Cotton's body, and held it in his arms.

completely ignored the exclamations and obstructions of Liu Qing and Shuo Feng behind him.

Ignoring the people around Night Wind Cotton, the blade raised.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that his own people were going to face Ye Mo Han, Ye Feng Mian took a breath and stopped it with a loud sigh.

And those people heard Ye Fengmian's words, and really stopped moving, one by one, with red eyes, tensed up, and looked at Ye Mohan, Leng Yue, Ye Jiuchen and the entire Luo Yuxuan, the people who were their enemies.

Liu Qing and Shuo Feng also stared at Ye Mohan and Ye Feng Mian with vigilance, for fear that something unexpected would happen.

On the contrary, at this time, Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen seem to have become outsiders.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

The scolding just now seemed to consume too much strength of the night wind cotton, making his whole person cough violently and uncontrollably, and while coughing, bright red blood flowed out of his lips.

Ye Mohan's whole person panicked, and hurriedly used his hand to catch the blood.

But why, I can't take it.

Night Breeze finally stopped coughing and finally smiled again.

"Fourth Brother ......"

"Don't talk, don't talk, I'll find you a doctor right away, and I'll give you ...... right away"

Ye Mohan said, and shouted at Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen.

"Go! Get a doctor! Cold Moon, I beg you! Night Jiuchen! Ninth brother! ”

In the face of Ye Mohan's hysterical pleading and roaring, Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen did not move.

Although Leng Yue's face was still cold, the light in her eyes was no longer waveless.

After a pause, Leng Yue spoke quietly.

"It's cold at night, it's useless."

"You ......"

"Fourth brother!"

Ye Mohan wanted to speak, but was pulled by the night wind cotton.

"Fourth brother, she's right, it's useless to find a doctor."

The green tendons on Ye Mohan's forehead burst out, and his eyes were full of scarlet, holding up the boss.

"Night Breeze Cotton, how can you be so selfish! How can it be ......"

As he spoke, Ye Mohan's voice choked up.

The blood-stained lips of the night wind cotton are particularly bewitching and feminine when they laugh to death.

"I'm sorry I've been using you for so long.

But fourth brother, do you know?

I can hurt anyone in this world, I can treat anyone's life as if it were a mustard, but I never thought of hurting you. ”

As Ye Feng Mian spoke, his voice began to become choked, and there were even two lines of clear tears, which slowly flowed out of his eyes, slid across his cheeks, and fell on Ye Mohan's hand, fused with the blood.

Ye Mohan's body was trembling slightly, his hands were also trembling, and the night wind cotton that was being held by him began to shrink slightly.

And the tears that had been endured in his eyes for a long time finally couldn't help it and flowed out.

"I know! I know! But why did you choose to use this method, why did you treat me so cruelly? Why choose to make a move today?

Obviously, you're not prepared, are you?

Obviously, you know you're going to lose, don't you?

Obviously, you ......"

"Because, I didn't want to sit in that position for a long time."

Night Wind Cotton's words made Ye Mohan stunned.

And Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen, who were standing on the side, did not feel the slightest shock because of this answer.

The night is incredible.

"But you haven't been planning for so long......"

"The person who can sit on the throne of God's monarch is you, the fourth brother."

In a word, it was like a thousand-pound boulder, smashing the heart.

"We grew up together when we were young, and only you understand me in this world, and only I understand you.

Our biological mother is indeed of a humble status, but our background is something we can choose?

If I had a choice, I would rather not be born into this world. At the very least, don't be born into an imperial family.

Not born to be the son of Yelan. ”

Night Wind Cotton said silently in tears. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, maybe no one would have believed that the seven princes of the Great Zhou Kingdom who made the enemy fearful and invincible on the battlefield;

The one who can laugh and play with Liang Qian in private, has no frame, is approachable, cheerful and funny, but in fact, he is so fragile in his heart, so inferior, and so sensitive.

Everyone in Luo Yuxuan listened quietly to Ye Fengmian's words at this time.

"But fourth brother, we were born!

So I was not reconciled, I silently endured, waited, and planned.

I admit that in the first place, I approached you for the sake of exploitation, for my own selfish desires.

But then, don't you understand my heart for you? ”