He killed.

A chuckle came from the shadows, like the masked man's whisper, and then disappeared without a trace as the shadow passed.

Meng Yu put his arm around Song Qingyi's waist with one hand, and his feet rose into the air, and the blood stains of the sword dragged from the broken temple to the outside of the broken temple with his movements, until the two of them got into the carriage and left.

Song Qingyi was lying on the carriage before she could relax, she reached out and touched her forehead, a cold sweat dripping.

Meng Yu, who was driving the car, turned his head and lifted the bead curtain and slowed down: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Song Qingyi pinched her eyebrows and came to her senses a little.

The carriage bumped all the way until an inn in the east of the city settled, and Meng Yu led Song Qingyi into it and boarded two rooms to settle down.

For a few days, Song Qingyi and Meng Yu lived peacefully.

Song Qingyi's thoughts were already clear, and her heart was still trembling a little when she remembered what happened a few days ago, that person seemed to be really Meng Ling'er......

She dragged her body and knocked on the door of Meng Yu's house, the door was opened, and Meng Yu turned her head sideways: "What's wrong?" ”

"Meng Yu, I'll go out." Song Qingyi responded, "Don't worry, there will be no problem." ”

"Okay." Meng Yu smiled on his face, and reached out to touch Song Qingyi's head, "Come back early." ”

The mixed mood seemed to have been calmed down in an instant, and Song Qingyi walked out of the inn and turned into the mountains and forests.

The forest was very secluded, and he often heard birds chirping, so Song Qingyi tightened his steps and finally stopped at the foot of a mountain.

What stayed in her eyes was Meng Ling'er's messy appearance on the ground.

Song Qingyi was stunned for a moment, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stepped forward and reached out to Meng Ling'er's nose.

It's cold, and there is no snort.

The indescribable feeling made Song Qingyi's heart hang, she looked sideways at the surrounding wilderness, and her panicked emotions gradually spread.

In the silence, the sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves rustled, Meng Yu shuttled through the woods, and saw Meng Ling'er falling to the ground and Song Qingyi with a panicked face beside her, her expression was gloomy.

A flying body swept by, Meng Yu stood straight in front of Song Qingyi, didn't ask her half a word, lowered his head and poked Meng Ling'er's snort, cold.

He touched Meng Ling'er's pulse again without giving up, it was as stiff as three feet of ice, and the cold seeped into his bones after a little contact.

"Meng Yu, Meng Ling'er was already here when I came, and I don't know anything about what happened before......

Song Qingyi's voice shrank and narrowed, and she couldn't help but shake her shoulders in the face of Meng Yu's deep eyes, like a frightened little beast, her eyes were dark and watery.

The man in front of her didn't have much patience now, and he didn't even raise his head when he heard her trembling words, but only carefully and gently picked up Meng Ling'er and completely put her body in his arms.

Immediately after his feet touched the ground, his robe drew a whirlwind when he turned around, and the figure gradually faded in front of Song Qingyi.

"Meng Yu! Meng Yu, don't go yet! Song Qingyi didn't know where the strength came from to pull the corners of his clothes, and his anxious expression was revealed. Flying

Meng Yu also paused in place with his movements, and still didn't give her a look when he turned his head.

"I know you're in a bad mood right now, but Meng Ling'er's death has nothing to do with me, he fell to the ground like this when I first came, and then when I picked her up, she was already ......"

Song Qingyi grabbed her hair, but she didn't know how to explain this little thing now, no matter how many words she spoke, it seemed too pale now, she could only say that seeing was believing, but what Meng Yu saw was only one-sided.

Before she finished saying the rest of the words, Meng Yu began to run without looking back, perhaps he was afraid of carrying Meng Ling'er's corpse in his arms, although the pace was large but the frequency was slow.

Song Qingyi was riveting and was able to keep up.

She kept walking on both sides of Meng Yu's body, opening her mouth to explain this matter all the time, but the main owner never gave her a straight look, and her afterglow was also full of coldness.

"Did you say enough?"

Meng Yu should have thought she was making noise, stopped on her toes, turned her head and said with a smile: "You don't play with me here, why don't you get out!" ”

"I ......" Song Qingyi had countless words stuck in her throat, but now she couldn't even pronounce a single syllable, she wanted to tell Meng Yu that things were not what he saw, but no matter how she explained, Meng Yu couldn't listen to them now.

When she was slightly distracted, Meng Yu's figure had already disappeared without a trace in front of her, and Song Qingyi looked at the little sand in the distance.

For the first time, she hated that she couldn't speak.

With the word "roll" in the ears constantly turning clouds, tears flowed.

Song Qingyi has already lost the desire to catch up with Meng Yu, not to mention that people don't see their will at all, and fighting their two legs is not enough to catch up with a person who knows kung fu.

The sky gradually darkened, Song Qingyi's legs and feet had no strength, and the speed of taking a step was very slow, she rubbed the hazy color in front of her casually, and some of the scenes in the forest were already drowsy, making her a little unrelievable.

"Is it that late?" Song Qingyi looked up at the sky, and the dense dark clouds were clustered together, squeezing and pushing each other.

Song Qingyi licked the drops of water on her lips, and couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, she pulled her sleeves irritably, and tore off a small piece of fabric to cover her head.

"Damn Meng Yu." Song Qingyi picked up a long wooden stick casually and poked it fiercely on the muddy road eroded by the heavy rain.

The tendoned guy understands what he sees in his eyes, and he doesn't care about the truth of the matter at all.

The rain didn't stop, the sound of dripping sounded in my ears, and the splash was mixed with some dirt, which ruined a pair of light emerald embroidered shoes worn by Song Qingyi's feet.

Song Qingyi bit her lower lip tightly, not letting a sigh and bitterness come from between her lips and teeth.

She can still bear it, a little difficult for her, but Erer.

There was a slight tremor in the grass, and the branches were intertwined with each other, and with the sound of the trembling.

Song Qingyi's hand holding the wooden stick secretly used a few more strengths, she took a few steps back and back, and her eyes were really as big as copper bells.

The front legs of the two animals stepped out of the grass first, and Song Qingyi looked up, it was a wolf, and its green fluorescent eyes were scary in this dark place.

Wolves are social animals, and if one appears here, then it follows......

Song Qingyi didn't have the courage to continue thinking backwards, her trembling legs were suddenly retracted, and she continued to retreat.