Chapter 1182: Trampled self-esteem

Bian Yuwei raised her eyebrows, and there was a high-spirited smile in her eyes: "Mu Qing, what if you are the eldest lady of the family?" Even if you have a prime minister and grandfather who is above 10,000 people? In the end, it wasn't that there was nothing left and was trampled under the feet of this temple-

Your identity, your status, your family, and ...... Your love will eventually disappear.

Do you particularly hate this temple right now? It's a pity that you don't have a chance in this life-

Oh! By the way, this hall has almost forgotten what the purpose of coming here is today. ”

Bian Yuwei took out a bracelet from her sleeve and threw it down: "This is your thing, this hall will return it to you." ”

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in his ears, Mu Qing turned his eyes with difficulty, and his blood and qi reversed, and he was angry: "You!! Where's the winter bamboo?! ”

"Ah, it turns out that the maid's name is Dongzhu, and this hall thought it was some kind of thief, and there was such a valuable thing on her body, so she ordered someone to beat her to death."

That understatement became the last straw that overwhelmed her.

"No thanks!" Bian Yuwei stood up and looked at the shattered hall and fire waves around him, clapped his hands and smiled: "This place, as the final destination of lowly people, is also the best. ”

The wind was silent, and there was no one left.

"Winter, bamboo—"

"Father—"

She slowly raised her hand, wanting to hold the broken bracelet in her hand, which was her most cherished treasure, but now it was smashed by Bian Yuwei.

Mu Qing's hand was full of dirt, and she buckled the broken bracelet into her hand little by little, and then clenched it, as if it was the last bit of comfort in her heart.

In her life, she had everything in the first half of her life, which was extremely smooth, but later, her father died, her mother died, leaving only her younger brother to depend on her, but because of her willfulness, because she couldn't know people clearly, she killed her younger brother, and she also killed her grandfather.

Also, the man who has always trusted her and is willing to give everything for her-

On Huangquan Road, do you blame me?

It seemed that she had had a long dream, and the bone-crushing pain in the dream was like a big stone pressing on her chest, making her chest tight and painful, and she couldn't breathe.

Mu Qing finally got rid of the suffocating feeling in his dream, and when he woke up again, he saw the yellow sand in the sky.

It's -

"General, Xie Shizi was hit by an arrow in the back, if he doesn't heal again, I'm afraid, I'm afraid time is running out——"

The man thought for only a moment, and then made up his mind and said, "Everyone is divided into two groups, one group covers Shizi's escape, and the other group covers with me. ”

The familiar voice sounded, which suddenly shocked Mu Qing's heart, she immediately rolled her eyes, and really saw a team that looked like a remnant of a defeated army behind a small sand slope lined with yellow sand.

Xuanlong –

Mu Qing couldn't help but pronounce the name, however, no sound came out, and after half a moment, Mu Qing understood the situation at this moment, she had died in the fire, and now she was floating in the air in the state of a soul.

Mu Qing suddenly remembered that the Xie Shizi in the mouth just now was not ...... Bisheng?

She struggled to look into the crowd, and finally saw Xie Bisheng covered in blood on the back of a soldier.

Brother! He's not dead yet!

The unexpected scene made Mu Qing want to cry immediately, she thought that the Xie family was full of dead souls, but she didn't expect Bi Sheng to be alive. Although the current situation seems to be bad, as long as he is alive, then there is still hope, Mu Qing's eyes that were originally as silent as ashes ignited the light of hope again.

The next moment, I saw that Xuanlong quickly changed clothes with the unconscious Xie Bisheng, and the yellow sand blew dust on everyone's faces, and for a while, I really couldn't tell who was who.

Mu Qing's heart was moved, Xuanlong wanted to exchange himself for Bi Sheng's life.

But the blood eagle who lived and died with Xuanlong couldn't watch Xuanlong die alive: "General, the Lin family and the Xie family are gone, Xie ...... Miss Xie is also dead, the son of the world is seriously injured, the original mother is now determined to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you don't need to risk your own life against the original mother, you have done enough for Miss Xie, you have never owed her-"

Xuanlong's figure was stunned, he lowered his head slightly to hide the gloom in his eyes, and he said: "Not protecting her is my biggest debt to her." ”

Seeing that Xue Ying still wanted to speak, Xuanlong waved his hand to stop him from continuing: "Don't say anything, your task is to protect Xie Bisheng, even if everyone dies in battle, you must save his life." ”

"—Yes." Even if they didn't want to, no one would oppose Xuanlong's orders.

Xuanlong pointed to the people around him and said, "You guys come with me." ”

After finishing speaking, Xuanlong had already left with a few people to meet the enemy, leaving the vast world and life behind him to Xie Bisheng.

Xuanlong successfully led away the enemy he was looking for, Mu Qing saw her brother get out of trouble with her own eyes, and finally had time to deal with the wound on her brother's back, she breathed a sigh of relief, this time it was really saved.

Mu Qingzheng wanted to step forward to see his brother's injury, but unexpectedly, his eyes were dark, and when he came back to his senses, the scene in front of him changed again.

Still in the desert, she saw Xuanlong again, but at this time Xuanlong was dressed in cloth, the beard on his chin was also growing like a weed, and his hair was tied at random with only a cloth belt on the back of his head.

He was sitting cross-legged in front of a deserted grave built in the desert, Mu Qing suddenly saw this deserted tomb, her chest was shaking, as if she was full of grievances and hatred but couldn't vent it.

Who's this?

Mu Qing tried to move forward, she floated beside Xuanlong, and also squatted down, next to Xuanlong, her eyes stretched out to see the inscription on the tombstone.

A line of words was engraved on it - the tomb of the deceased wife Wei.

Weis!

Mu Qing was stunned, this is Xuanlong's wife! In an instant, Mu Qing's heart burst out with a sour feeling, she didn't know if she was sad for Xuanlong or for herself, but ghosts had no tears, and the depression in her heart was destined to be unable to vent out.

Mu Qing turned her head to look at Xuanlong, she saw a layer of fog in his cold eyes, like tears and fog, and soon, that bit of fog flowed out of his eyes, washing away a line of wind and sand on his face, turning into a muddy state.

Aaron –

Don't cry! Mu Qing subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but the soul body passed directly through him, Mu Qing was stunned, she couldn't touch her at all. They were so far apart, but he didn't know she was there, she couldn't touch him, and they were the closest and farthest distance in the world.

Life and death!

"Qing'er—" Xuanlong muttered, followed by a mouthful of strong wine flowing into his mouth, and there was a violent burning heat when it crossed his throat, like a knife she had cut in his heart, painful and bone-chilling.

Mu Qing trembled, as if she was in another world, she looked at Xuanlong blankly, and then looked at the inscription on the tombstone, it turned out that ...... Is this your own grave?

"I'm sorry! Can you, can you not die-" Xuanlong's eyes looked straight ahead, as if at this moment, Mu Qing almost thought that he had seen himself in front of him through the distance between time and life and death, but she knew that this was impossible.

"They all say you're dead, but I don't believe it, how could you die? How can you die? ”

"But...... I am afraid that you have no grave, no one to worship, and you will be bullied by evil spirits below. Xuanlong touched the words deceased wife on the tombstone, and he muttered, "Will you blame me?" ”

The next moment, Mu Qing's eyes widened suddenly, and Xuanlong's hand was clearly touching the tombstone, but her face clearly felt the rough thick calluses on his fingertips.

Xuanlong's hand didn't let go, he was gently rubbing the tombstone, Mu Qing felt that her face was itchy, the roots of her ears were hot, she had lived for so long, no one had ever touched her face like this except for her parents, but she didn't expect to meet her after death.

"Qing'er, do you feel lonely down there?"

"I want to accompany you, but you don't want Bi Sheng to be alone in this troubled world, right?" Xuanlong hooked his lips, and he promised to the tombstone: "It's okay, don't worry, I will accompany him for you, and I will not let anyone bully him and protect him for the rest of his life." ”

"But I, I want to protect you for the rest of your life, but I didn't do it, will you blame me?"

Xuanlong's words were mostly vague drunken muttering, but Mu Qing could indeed hear every word clearly, and she felt a slight pain in her chest, and the monstrous sourness filled her chest.

Does it hurt to be dead? The soul, will it also feel sad?

"Aaron, I'm sorry—"

She felt that she was very despicable, she had always known that Xuanlong loved her during her lifetime, so she had been using him for the sake of another shameless person, deliberately ignoring the love and pain in his eyes.

But what about then?

She loved her and even killed her all over the house. loves her, but at this time he is crying at an empty grave.

Mu Qing stood in front of the grave, she faced Xuanlong, stretched out her hand and pretended to hold him into her arms, although she knew that he couldn't hear, but she still whispered: "Miss in this life, it is Qing'er who has no eyes, but you must live well, in this life, I owe you too much, I will wait for you in Nai He Bridge, wait for the next life, don't want you to find me, don't want you to work hard, I will look for you, love you, spoil you-"

Mu Qing felt the body of the Xuanlong under him tremble, he suddenly raised his head, his fingers waving wildly in the air, as if he wanted to grab something, but his hand was empty.

"Is that you? Are you back? ”

"It's me!"

Mu Qing wanted to answer him, and also wanted to shake his hand back, but unexpectedly, a huge suction force came from behind him, and it was pitch black again in front of him, and at the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, he heard the roar of Xuanlong like a beast.

"Qing'er—"

……

When she opened her eyes again, Mu Qing saw a large wooden carved bed, as well as the curtains on the bed and the brocade quilt under her, she blinked, but felt that the corners of her eyes were dry to swelling pain, and in the next moment, all the memories poured into her mind one after another, as if she was in another world.

Is it dreaming? But the dream was too real, and all the pain, hatred, and guilt were clear.

Mu Qing's palms were covered in her chest, and her last memory was Xuanlong's heart-wrenching shout.

"Miss, you're awake!" A familiar voice sounded, and Dongzhu pushed the door in, bringing some of the cold air in the courtyard into the house.