At this time, inside and outside the Tibetan Sword Villa, there were guards with torches everywhere, illuminating the night as if it were day.

Huo Qingxin got off the carriage and saw the battle outside, the uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger, and a bad premonition followed.

On the way back just now, she kept thinking that Ji Chen would suddenly come out halfway, and who would be in the Tibetan Sword Villa.

Except for Li Yong and Fengyang, she can't think of anything else, or maybe, there are other people.

Like what... Wen Xun!

Thinking of this possibility, Huo Qingxin tried his best to calm himself, and he was a little flustered.

When I stepped into the village, I saw many people gathered in the spacious courtyard outside the front hall.

Huo Qingxin frowned, walked through the crowd, and suddenly saw a few familiar faces that shocked her and almost lost her voice.

At this moment, the people who were surrounded by everyone, in addition to the dozen or so dead bodies lying on the ground, Li Yong and Wen Zhe who were already seriously injured, there were two other men, men and women who were snuggled up to each other!

Although Huo Qingxin thought of it, he would see Wen Xun here.

But no matter what, I would never have imagined that it would be such a scene in front of me.

Wen Xun, who had not seen her for a few months, was now hugging a woman she was also very familiar with.

The woman who killed countless people in the Hidden Sword Villa also made her die for the rest of her life, and she was burdened with Huo Qingyun's hatred, Huo Qingrong!

And tonight, Huo Qingyun, who had been wandering around and watching the play, was standing in one place with great satisfaction, looking at them.

Huo Qingxin didn't know how to describe himself, his mood at this moment was blank, but his heart was aching.

From Wen Xun's eyes when she looked at her, she knew that Huo Qingyun didn't lie to her, Wen Xun had indeed lost his memory and was still with Huo Qingrong.

Looking at Huo Qingrong now, she looked delicate and pitiful, hiding in the arms of that man and being protected.

This scene stung Huo Qingxin's eyes, and she opened her mouth, not knowing what she should say for a while.

After a blank slate, my mind fell into chaos again.

She couldn't figure it out, how could Huo Qingrong appear here, so Wen Linglong!

Could it be that the appearance of Huo Qingrong is from Huo Qingyun's handiwork? !

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her gaze to the person who had been watching the show.

Although the threads in her head are messed up, they are slowly being peeled off by her.

From taking her to the theater to watch the play, to Ji Chen's carjacking halfway, to meeting Wen Xun and Huo Qingrong in the Tibetan Sword Villa...

Isn't all this an interlocking game designed by Huo Qingyun!

He must have known in advance that someone would break into the Sword Villa tonight, and he also knew that someone would hijack her carriage!

Therefore, we can arrange such a seamless situation.

However, how could Huo Qingyun be so well-informed, unpredictable prophets, set traps, and play with everyone in the palm of his hand!

Including in the past few years, all her whereabouts outside, as well as anything that happened, Huo Qingyun knew everything about it.

Until this moment, Huo Qingxin confirmed one thing, there must be someone around them who reported to Huo Qingyun!

Who will this person be!

After being silent for a while, Huo Qingyun paced over slowly, asking the person with a pale face at the moment.

"How's the play tonight?" His men had already told him what had just happened in the middle of the way.

How's the play tonight...

Huo Qingxin listened to these cynical words, and couldn't help but feel that everything tonight was not only very ironic, but also chilled her heart again!

The light of the torches shone on her face, but it still could not stain her too pale face to its appearance.

His eyes stared at the ground without focus, and his heart was vicissitudes and desolation.

She figured everything out now ...

The reason why Huo Qingyun has never looked for her for so many years is because he knows her well enough to know that if she survives, she will definitely return to the Hidden Sword Villa.

She came back, and Huo Qingyun's use began.

Huo Qingyun has long lost any brother-sister affection for her, and even if she has, she has now been used again and again, and it has been exhausted.

She was completely and lost her Qingyun brother...

And now in such a scene, Huo Qingyun is also deliberate, waiting for her to come back and take a look with her own eyes.

Take a look at the people she cares about, who have forgotten all about her, and are still with the woman she hates very much.

Huo Qingyun also wanted Huo Qingxin to see clearly that today's Wen Xun is no longer the Wen Xun of the past.

However, in Huo Qingxin's heart, how can the current Huo Qingyun be compared with the previous Huo Qingyun.

Her loved ones, the people she loves the most, at this moment, have all become the past, and they are only living in the past.

Huo Qingyun really used her, completely and cleanly!

And Wen Xun is also hurting her at this moment!

Suddenly, Huo Qingxin only felt a pain in his chest, and a fishy sweet smell poured into his throat.

Then, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth...

The bright red blood could not help but match the white clothes she wore today, and the white hair.

Just like the red plum blossoms that are still in full bloom in the midst of heavy snow, they set off the beautiful scenery between heaven and earth.

And this sudden scene not only shocked Huo Qingyun, who had been watching the play, but also the unparalleled man who had been hugging Huo Qingrong.

Wen Xun was involuntary at this moment, let go of the hand holding Huo Qingrong, and when he saw the blood, several images suddenly flashed in his brain.

It was a woman dressed in red, also with blood at the corners of her mouth, looking at him...

Seeing that Huo Qingxin's body was crumbling after vomiting blood, and was about to fall, the scene that happened next made Huo Qingrong feel frightened.

When Huo Qingxin fell, a white figure had already moved quickly, just catching the thin body that had fallen.

Huo Qingxin, who was inhaling weakly, looked at the man who was holding him in disbelief.

How could Wen Xun come over suddenly, didn't he forget her, the woman he cares about now, the cherished woman, isn't it Huo Qingrong...

She didn't want to think about those things that caused her headaches and nerves, and she just wanted to reach out and caress her when she looked at the familiar and handsome face that was close at hand.

But her hands were like she was unconscious, and she couldn't lift any strength, and she couldn't even touch the face of the person she loved the most, which was so simple and easy.

can only depict this person's appearance in his own heart, little by little.

Moved his blood-stained, but pale lips, and whispered.

"Seeing that you are still alive, I am relieved and have no regrets...

Wen Xun frowned, listening to these words of farewell, staring at the white-haired and pale woman in his arms.

He was very surprised at his actions, and he didn't think about it, and he directly shifted over in an instant.

He couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?" ”

Although he had already guessed who this woman was, he wanted to hear Huo Qingxin say it himself.

But his question stung Huo Qing's heart again.

Who is she is such an esoteric question ...

She is Huo Qingxin or Xiao Wuchen.

is the second lady of the Tibetan Sword Villa, or the daughter of Xiao Ran, a disciple of the Medicine King Sect.

Is it the granddaughter of Xiao Banping, the holy hand of the ghost doctor, or the wife of Wen Xun, the sect master of the Medicine King Sect, who has not passed the door...

She also wanted someone to come and tell her who she was.

Some people say that everyone who comes to this world has their own mission and responsibility, but Huo Qingxin doesn't know what his mission and responsibility are.

Now, all she knew was that what she had was only used once, and again, and once and again, and again.

And then witness yourself, see hope from death, and then go from hope to disillusionment...

This is her, and her life, short and tortuous, painful and sad.

She couldn't help but think that it would be great if she had gone like this after forcing out the Medicine King Pill and had not been rescued by Xiao Banping again.

Maybe it's because of her unwillingness, she has no heart, and she can come back to life, she really feels like a complete monster.

She's really, so tired, so tired...

Stupidly watching, holding her own man, she didn't answer his question, who is she...