(One hundred and forty-eight) more than ten years of truth

Bypassing several stone walls that were more than ten zhang high, Ling Wuxin suddenly found that there was a wooden house at the bottom of this cliff.

He was busy with thousands of front doors, shouting "anyone"?

Without waiting for a response, he knocked down the thick layer of dust on the door.

He pushed them in, and there were only simple tables, chairs, and bedding, two sets of wooden bowls and chopsticks, and many clay pots and utensils of various sizes.

It seems that there were indeed people living here, but it has been a long time, and the utensils in the house have fallen a thick layer of dust.

Ling Wuxin guessed that the people who lived here had been gone for at least a hundred years before they could accumulate such a thick layer of dust. And the identity of Rao who lives here is certainly not simple, and the wooden tools here are all made of good nanmu, so that there will be no signs of decay after a hundred years.

Ling Wuxin came out of the wooden house, and then he saw the stone wall mountain opposite the wooden house, which seemed to have inscriptions, but the stone wall was covered with maple vines, and a lot of dust had fallen, which blocked the real sight

He used the strength of his palm as a blade, and the energy he brought up as the wind, soothing the maple vines and dust on the stone wall.

There are many words densely carved on the stone wall.

The madman Mo Qiong, thinking of his wife and grieving, grieved in his heart. I don't have much more days left, I can't forget it, I can't send it, Liao takes the sword as a book, recalls all kinds of things, and thinks about it for the time being.

After that, the person who claimed to be Mo Qiong described all the things he and his wife were together, down to a cup of tea and a bowl of rice, on this stone wall, so that Ling Wuxin admired the ancestor's intentions for his wife.

Mo Qingqian had already woken up and found here, and Ling Wuxin was still looking at the words on the stone wall.

She looked and saw something written on the stone wall about the poison of the burial heart, so she looked more closely.

"Did you mention just now that you were uncontrollable when you killed the head of the Mu family?" Mo asked lightly.

Ling Wuxin came back to his senses: "Yes, even after I climbed up from the iron lock, I still felt that my body was a little uncontrollable, which is why when I felt that my body had recovered a little and could control myself, I whispered to you that we acted separately and deliberately jumped in front of them, otherwise, I don't know if I would do something to hurt you because I was uncontrollable." ”

"The ancestors, the poison of the heart, will be controlled for a short time under the catalysis of A Furong, like a puppet. Then it's not difficult to guess, the poison on your body is inseparable from Gong Er, he has never seen Gong Shuiyu again, it's also fake, I can even suspect that the people in black who suddenly rose up on the rivers and lakes are also related to Gong Er. ”

Mo Qingqian's expression was gloomy, Ling Wuxin could see her sadness, such a thing was the same for anyone, she had to figure it out by herself.

On the other side, He Sisi watched Mo Qingqian and Ling Wuxin fall off the cliff with their own eyes, and the whole person sat on the ground with a dull expression.

She finally killed Mo Qingqian, and even Ling Wuxin jumped down, how will she face Hexi in the future......

Gong Er took the secret note handed by Shi Yixiu and put it in his arms, and his eyes were not as gentle as usual.

Gong Er said to He Sisi: "Everyone is dead, who else do you make this appearance for?" ”

He Sisi raised his head in astonishment, looked at the person in front of him, and clearly had a sinister face written on his face, why he never realized: "You asked me to kill the ...... person"

"No, you killed the person yourself, you did it for revenge, but it's a pity that ......"

"What a pity?"

Gong Er's smile was full of mockery, and he approached He Sisi and said, "It's a pity that you killed the wrong person." ”

With a "boom", He Sisi only felt as if something had exploded in his head: "It's you?" Fooled me....."

The smile on Gong Er's face was even worse, and there was hatred in the smile: "Yes, because I hate it too, I hate your father for snatching my beloved woman, and I hate him for ruining Yaoguang's life." I still hate, your mother will not regret being with your father until she dies, and she gave birth to you, even if I used poison ......"

At this point, Gong Er almost roared, he stabilized his emotions, stood up straight, and raised his head slightly.

continued: "Yes, you don't know yet, the Mo family didn't save your mother, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't do it. That's my poison, if he wants to save your mother, he has to use the Mo family's unique acupuncture method, and even Shi Qi's needle, but at that time, your second uncle's old illness recurred, and the Mo family could only choose one person from the two to save it, so your mother was willing to die for others. ”

Listening to the truth slowly coming out of Gong Er, He Sisi felt that the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, and his whole body was trembling, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his hand to point at Gong Er

"Do you think you're stupid, hahahaha......" Gong Er smiled, he had been planning for more than ten years, and finally did it on this day, how could he not be happy.

At first, she thought that she was too stubborn and felt unwell, but soon she felt that something was wrong: "You...... Poison me? He Sisi couldn't believe it, she didn't even see when Gong Er was poisoned.

Gong Er squinted his eyes and looked at He Sisi who slowly fell to the ground, without any pity in his heart.

Even Mo Qingqian could endure the pain of watching her fall off the cliff, not to mention He Sisi: "You should feel happy, the poison in you is the same as the poison in your mother back then, don't you miss your mother very much, so try your best to avenge her, now it's okay, you will be able to see your mother soon." ”

"You...... Despicable, you're not qualified to love my mother...... No wonder my mother loved my father deeply until she died, a person like you is not worthy of love. He Sisi felt that he didn't have much strength anymore, but he still shouted at Gong Er with all his might.

Shi Yixiu rushed forward in a few steps, raised his hand and prepared to fall hard, teaching this person who was disrespectful to Gong Er, but was stopped by Gong Er.

It's not the first time that Gong Er has faced such a question and blamed, but his eyes were cold: "She's about to die, what else do you care about her." ”

He Sisi watched Shi Yixiu snatch the "Heart Formula" with his own eyes, and then handed over the secret to the palace second-hand, and he had already guessed that they were a gang.

She took a sip at Shi Yixiu: "Sister Mo still treats you as a friend, and she still thinks about how to help you, but you treat her like this." ”

Shi Yixiu's eyes did not change: "She is also a sister when you are a sister, how did you treat her?" ”

One sentence shot back Horcis's speechlessness.

Yes, what qualifications does she, a murderer, have to teach others, it is she who is blinded by hatred, and will actually attack someone like her sister.

It's just that now it's useless for her to regret it.

Horn Sisi stopped speaking, and lay on his side on the ground, waiting for the temperature of his body to fade away, waiting for death to come.

Gong Er turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, and stopped quietly for a moment, his face full of grief, just like when he looked at the ruins of the Divine Medicine Valley.

In his heart, he silently said sorry to Mo lightly.

What he did to He Sisi just now should be regarded as a shallow explanation to the death. He is in order to fulfill his father's wish to make the Gong family stand at the top of the four families.

From now on, the Gong family will not only stand at the head of the four families, but also stand at the top of the rivers and lakes.