In the middle of the night, the stars were shining, but there was a thunderous roar for no reason.

Mo Xueyan, who was asleep, was awakened by this thunder, and found that Xue Yan was not there, where did the male god go on this big night.

"Male god, male god."

shouted twice, but there was no response, Mo Xueyan suddenly panicked for no reason in his heart, quickly put on a piece of clothing and ran out of the inner hall, looking for Xue Yan.

"The male god... Male god..."

kept shouting, but no one responded, and Mo Xueyan panicked even more.

In the redstone maze of the Shuoyue Temple.

Xue Yan's face was pale, and his ochre-red robe could not hide the blood that kept oozing from his heart, and on his left wrist, the mark of the witch wolf that appeared on August 15 flashed scarlet.

"Get out of the way of this palace."

On the periphery of the Red Stone Misty Forest, Ying Meng looked at the ink guard who was blocking her, and shouted angrily.

"The Queen Mother, the master has ordered, I can't let you take a step closer."

Mossy's face was silent, but there was intense grief in her eyes.

Mo Wu also blocked Yingmeng.

"You... You guys..."

Ying Meng's body trembled slightly.

"Do you want to watch your master die?"

"The master said that he didn't grow up next to Niangniang, and it was Lishuo who was by your side, so you have done enough for him, the forbidden method, if you use it twice, you will die, he wants Miss Xueyan to stay, this is his own choice, I hope you will fulfill him once, just this time, he wants to be the master of his own destiny."

Mo Wu spoke.

All Yingmeng's anger poured out, and she sat down, her Shuo'er never wanted to leave Shuo.

"Mourning..."

A heart-rending shout.

Xue Yan heard this, smiled, and his face turned pale, and he lay down on the ground, the surrounding grass and trees were stained bright red with his blood, and the light of the witch wolf's mark gradually dimmed, and then disappeared.

Queen Mother, you finally remember Erchen, Erchen is not a departer, just Xue, and he has never wanted to be Xuechen, Xue'er's male god, that's all.

Looking at the stars in the night sky, Mo Xueyan's face gradually reflected in his eyes.

"Xue'er, this time, it's fair to change my willfulness and one of us at a time."

His eyes slowly closed, and Mo Xueyan's face remained in his eyes.

Mo Xueyan, who had just found the Shuoyue Palace, fell down without running steadily, rubbing his palm on the ground and scratching his skin.

There was another thunderclap, and it rained heavily, and the stars hid under the dark clouds one by one.

Mo Xueyan quickly got up and pushed open the door of the Shuoyue Palace.

In the Shuoyue Palace, the palace lamp shines brightly, as bright as day, but the red of the hall is dazzling.

Running into the inner hall, there was no male god, and there was a low cry from the wall, if you didn't know that there was a formation dark forest here at night, you would think it was haunted.

"Redstone Misty Forest."

With a mutter, Mo Xueyan didn't dare to walk over.

"Male god, don't scare me in the middle of the night, you know, I'm Mo Xueyan the most cowardly, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing!"

Mo Xueyan didn't dare to think about it, but she couldn't control herself from thinking about it in her mind, the words spoken by the shopkeeper of the Hengde Medical Center swirled one by one, and the words said by the Pudu monks were even more sentence by sentence, and the buzzing Buddhist words seemed to linger in her ears, and the sound did not stop.

A person came out of the wall, Ying Meng, seeing Mo Xueyan, paused, she should hate, but she shouldn't hate, it was the way she told, it was she who killed him with her own hands.

"The Queen Mother..."

Mo Xueyan's gaze fell on Mo Qian and Mo Wu who came out behind Ying Meng, and finally fell on Xue Yan who Mo Wu was hugging.

"What's wrong with the male god?"

I didn't move, I just looked at the snow.

Mowu and Mosie lowered their heads and did not answer.

Ying Meng walked to Mo Xueyan's side, looked at her for a while, didn't say anything, and walked away bypassing Mo Xueyan, stumbling and unsteady.

Mo Wu was about to put Xue Yan on the bed, and when he walked past Mo Xueyan, Mo Xueyan took Xue Yan's hand, and it was like ice.

"What's wrong with the male god?"

Asked again.

When you get closer, you can see clearly, the pale complexion, the crimson color of the heart.

Mo Xueyan suddenly ripped open Xue Yan's collar, revealing the position of his heart.

A thin layer of skin, half peeled off, revealing the wound, and the skin around the wound was covered as if it had been blistered, and it was abnormally white.

"I see."

With another mutter, Mo Xueyan took a step back.

"You two, get out!"

Mo Xueyan was very calm, really calm.

Mosie covered her face and ran out quickly, crying suppressedly.

Mo Wu put Xue Yan on the bed, took out a letter from his arms and put it aside, "Xue'er opened it personally." ”

"Come where you come, return where you return, and force you to stay, you will only harm others and yourself."

Muttering again, Mo Xueyan walked to the edge of the bed, looked at the envelope, didn't pick it up, just put it under Xue Yan's nose with a trembling hand, and for a moment, he sat down.

"Male god, you already know, right, what a home remedy! Is it the blood of the heart? Your heart is bloody, so what the Pudu monk said is harmful to others and yourself, I don't want to go back, in the end it hurts you and me. ”

Tears dripped down the envelope, rendering the affectionate word 'snow'.

Mo Xueyan cried, lay on Xueyan's body, and yelled and cried.

"Xue Yan, you bastard, damn bastard, how can you do this to me, how can you..."

Outside the hall, Mo Qian buried her face in Mo Wu's arms, and choked with a suppressed voice.

Master...

The hall roared and cursed for a long time, and the heavy rain poured down, and the sound was loud.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the rain stopped, and Mo Xueyan's roar was hoarse.

The envelope was scattered at his feet, full of tears, and every word on it carried a deep affection, but also a strong threat.

"Xue'er, I won't say I'm sorry, because you deceived me, and I won't consider your feelings, because you didn't consider my feelings that year, the two of us, if we can only keep one after all, you choose me, I choose you, one life, two people,

I don't agree, so this life of yours, you keep it for me, keep it until the white head, and leave it until the day when you can't stay anymore, if you dare to solve yourself early, then you are not the Mo Xueyan I love, not the Mo Xueyan I saved at the foot of Yanya Mountain,

I will hate you, our bodies will not be buried together in the peach forest under Yanya Mountain, Mo Wu will burn me and scatter under Yanya Mountain, and you will be left in the imperial tomb and buried as Queen Beiyueyan of Lishuo, you are no longer my Xue'er, and I will no longer be your Xue'er,

This kind of result, when it comes to it, do it, how to choose, I leave the right to you, whether to live well, sleep with me in the peach forest after a hundred years, or with it, you do your snow queen, I do my death, no name, no surname, just a lonely soul that should not exist by being abandoned by my parents. ”

"Xue Yan, you threaten me like this, you dare to threaten me like this."

A hoarse voice, hugging Xue Yan tightly, his vision had long been blurred by tears, his head resting on Xue Yan's heart, his eyes were glazed, and he lost all color in the hollow.

On the official road of the snow capital, the galloping Maxima suddenly stopped by itself.

Liyuan pinched his heart tightly, and shouted: "Father, don't..."

In the palace of the Holy Witch Wolf Temple.

Diegojech sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Holy Witch Wolf God, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and the pointer on the witch plate in his hand, which had been rotating non-stop, suddenly stopped, or froze, froze.

The land of wolves and witches, the place of imprisonment.

The Great Moon Holy Witch looked up at the sky.

After the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, the morning sun rose, as if reflecting the scarlet, suddenly, the sky flashed a glow, a rainbow appeared, dispelling the scarlet, the rain over the rainbow, colorful colors.

"Everything, fate, is this creation? Child of Destiny..."

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