"Now that you've gotten to it, do you think I still have a way out?" Lan Zhirong slowly raised her head, her eyes looked around the empty hall, and finally fell on Yan Liwu without choice.

Whether it's laughter or dejected eyes, Yan Liwu just wants to take Lan Zhirong out of this ghost place as soon as possible, if Lian Song is in Rongcheng, then he is very likely to be in Helian Mingyan and others to discuss ways to deal with Dayuan, or even a conspiracy against Wen Moqing.

Once again, he stretched out his palm in front of Lan Zhirong, and said very seriously: "I don't care what you have done before, now only you know Lian Song's plans, if you can make meritorious contributions, there may be a chance to redeem it." ”

"Don't laugh, you just want to save Wen Moqing. What about me? Why should I let you get what you want? Even if I am a fool, even if I am deceived by Wen Han and lose everything, I still hate you, only this is the only thing I will not regret whether I live or die! ”

The fingertips trembled slightly, and after a moment's delay, he let go of his worries and disappointment.

If the hatred is too deep and too long, people will be swallowed up by darkness and will never come back.

Pinghe's gaze became resolute and cold, and he took half a step back from his worries, and the delicate and small Huang Cheng Sword appeared in his hand: "You don't need to choose, decide that I will do it for you - if you don't want to help, then I can only take you to Wanxia by forceful means, and when you get there, someone will find a way to force you to say what we want." ”

Lan Zhirong knew that her worries were no longer what they used to be, and it was easy to subdue herself. When he was panicking and didn't know how to escape, the small pavilion holding the teapot happened to walk into the main hall, and saw that Yan Liwu, who should have been tied up, was threatening Lan Zhirong, and he was so frightened that he broke the teapot with an exclamation.

"!"

Yan Li looked back, his face was a little helpless: "I didn't want to do anything with her, don't shout so loudly." If you want to help, you can persuade her and let her tell Lian Song's tricks, otherwise I can only take her back to the Wanxia military camp. ”

Xiao Tingzi hurriedly covered his mouth and looked at Lan Zhirong with confused eyes.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, I won't say a word!"

Lan Zhirong's stubbornness not only exceeded expectations, but also made Xiao Tingzi extremely puzzled.

The little pavilion trotted all the way over to support Lan Zhirong, and Yu Guang kept looking at Yan Liwu who was holding a short sword, and lowered his voice and whispered: "Why does Niangniang protect Lord Lian? Even adults are not good to Niangniang, is it worth risking for him? Besides, the current situation is not up to the mother's choice! ”

"Shielding Lian Song? Hehe, what am I doing with him? I can't wait for him to die, I can't wait for him to be broken into thousands of pieces! With a piercing and dumb smile with three points of madness, Lan Zhirong grabbed Xiao Tingzi's arm tightly, her finger bones were blue and white, and her cruel and resentful eyes made people chill, "Only her, only she can't be happy when she says nothing, and I will never do anything that is good for her!" Didn't she want to save Wen Moqing? I don't want to say it! I won't say anything! Let Wen Moqing die, you also die, talk away from worry! ”

The almost roaring roar made Xiao Tingzi tremble, look at Yan Liwu and then look at Lan Zhirong, it is not persuasion, it is not escape, it is so anxious that she will cry out.

Wow –

The cold sword groan interrupted the tense atmosphere. Yan was startled, turned around quickly, and his expression froze for a moment.

She didn't expect Lone Water to chase after her so quickly.

Gu Shui's sword body was clean and without any traces of blood, and it seemed that he should not have fought with Mu Jiuge and others, which made Yan Liwu find a little comfort in the tension; But now that Lonely Water has appeared, it is not so easy for her to leave.

Regarding the chaotic situation in the main hall, Gu Shui did not show the slightest expression, and was still a numb and ruthless face, but his attention was not on Lan Zhirong, and he didn't even look at it, and said straight to Yan Liwu: "Follow me to Rongcheng." ”

Yan Li raised his eyebrows, and Huang Chengjian's cold light responded.

The appearance of Lonely Water seemed to have relieved Lan Zhirong, but it pushed the situation in a direction that had nothing to do with Lan Zhirong, which was the most intolerable for Lan Zhirong. Suddenly pushing away the small pavilion and stopping in front of Yan Liwu, Lan Zhirong stretched out her arms and ridiculously tried to stop Gushui: "I said that I will hand her over to me!" She must die in Qinglian Palace, no one wants to rob me! ”

"You don't want to go, you don't go, she has to."

"It's my business whether I go or not. If I go, you will spread the news that I am in the hands of Lian Song, so as to lure Mo Qing to Rongcheng and throw myself into the net, right? "Yan Liwu calmly and unhurriedly, still did not give up the hope of pulling out Lian Song's conspiracy from the mouth of the lonely water.

However, for questions from others other than Lian Song, Gushui has always turned a deaf ear.

The change in the situation is ridiculous, just now Yan Liwu insisted on the short sword approaching Lan Zhirong step by step, but at this time, it became a lonely water and walked into Lan Zhirong and Yan Liwu step by step with a long sword, who is in a gang with whom, and who is the enemy at this time, there is already a mess in the main hall of Qinglian Palace.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, come here, the sword has no eyes, don't be injured by mistake!" The little pavilion kept pulling Lan Zhirong, trying to persuade Lan Zhirong to leave the attack range of the lonely water, but Lan Zhirong was like taking root under her feet, and she refused to let the lonely water get close to her worries.

The reluctance to give up one's prey to others is a common trait of paranoia.

"Get out of the way." Speaking of ruthlessness, Gu Shui is no less than Lian Song, and after the indifferent tone is the tip of Sen Leng's sword, which is only half an inch away from Lan Zhirong's heart.

"Don't want to rob me, no one wants to rob me of her chance!" Lan Zhirong's sideburns were messy, her description was hideous, and the hatred in her eyes was blazing, as if she was crazy, "Only I can kill her, no one else!" Get out, get out of here! ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Gushui turned his wrist and the hilt of his sword sank.

The red hot blood gushed down the gorgeous clothes, drop by drop, and fell to the ground and smashed out bewitching blood flowers.

Everything came too suddenly, and suddenly Yan Liwu felt that it was just his own illusion, and even Xiao Tingzi opened his eyes and opened his mouth, and maintained the expression of persuading Lan Zhirong just now.

She's not stupid, she's going to get out of the way, right? No matter how much they hate, who will stand in front of the enemy with their lives?

When Yan Liwu thought about it in a daze, the woman in front of her, who had already been tortured by hatred and half a ghost, slowly fell backwards, and Yan Liwu subconsciously dropped the Huang Cheng sword to catch Lan Zhirong, stained her hands with sticky blood.

At that moment, the hall was dead silent.

"...... Empress! After the initial panic, Xiao Tingzi began to cry out heartbreakingly, and threw herself in front of Lan Zhirong with tears like rain.

Yan Liwu silently looked up at the lonely water.

It was the first time she had been so close to Lone Water. Once she thought that Gushui was just an ordinary killer, serving Lian Song and doing all the bad things for him; And it wasn't until this moment that she suddenly discovered that in fact, Gushui was no different from Lian Song, they were both the same, they were people who didn't feel emotion in their eyes.

So, they can kill mercilessly, they can play with everyone in applause, and laugh at the destruction of what others regard as their lives.

The Huang Cheng Sword that stabbed out suddenly in silence did not hurt Lone Water, but it was just a casual block, and the sharp attack disappeared into invisibility. Yan Liwu made a move to gain a little space for Lan Zhirong, and the small pavilion took the opportunity to drag Lan Zhirong back desperately, and when she retreated to the corner, there was already a large area of winding blood on the ground.

That sword was slightly downward, and it was not directly injured in Lan Zhirong's heart, but this could not allow Lan Zhirong to escape the fate of death, at most, it would only be half an hour, and Concubine Yun, who had plunged the Great Yuan Dynasty into chaos, would disappear from this world as a wisp of lonely soul.

When she loses her use value, Lian Song will not regret giving up a chess piece.

"Take her away!" Yan Liwu used all his strength to attack the gap of the lonely water, turned around and shouted loudly at the small pavilion, which tried to suppress Lan Zhirong's wound to reduce the bleeding, but was stubbornly pushed away by Lan Zhirong.

"Niangniang, don't move Niangniang, there is a lot of blood...... That's a lot of blood......"

Lan Zhirong could clearly feel that life was flowing from her body, but the calm that came at this time surprised even herself, and she barely stood up with her gradually cold body, step by step, approaching the desperate and lonely water trembling Yan Li.

If it weren't for Lian Song's order not to hurt her, maybe Gushui would simply understand the life of this person who has nothing to do with him. But just when Yan Liwu swung another sword, there was a hint of expression on Gu Shui's face that had been numb, as if he was puzzled by something, and looked straight behind Yan Liwu.

"Can't go...... Don't take her away...... And I ...... Let's die together......"

The twisted gasps and whispers sounded crazy and terrifying, and they fell on my heart, but they made Yan Liwu feel sad.

Two lives, isn't it enough? How long will the tragedy caused by a man's lie be resolved? Too many people have died, and countless innocent people have been implicated, all because of one person's obsession, and Lan Zhirong still refused to let go of this grievance until she was about to die.

I don't know if it was a moment of pity or wanting to see how things would go on, Gu Shui did not continue to fight with Yan Liwu, but silently retreated to the door, a pair of eyes deeper than the night quietly looked into the hall.

The red plum jacket is stained with blood, and it looks glaring but ironically more beautiful.

Lan Zhirong's face had lost its blood, and she staggered to Yan Li's body, and finally collapsed.

This time, Yan Liwu didn't catch her, but silently half-knelt on the ground, and gently probed Lan Zhirong's wrist with a gloomy face - despite the injury, she barely walked around and exhausted Lan Zhirong's last strength, and her pulse gradually weakened.

"Words are not worried...... Did You Know...... How I hate you......"

"I don't know, I'll never understand where your hatred comes from." Putting Lan Zhirong's head on his lap, Yan Liwu was confused by his absurd behavior, and couldn't help but help Lan Zhirong wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye.

Lan Zhirong didn't have much, grinning lightly on her dry lips, tears becoming more and more.

"Without Wenhan, I would have lost everything...... I'm scared and sad, why did you take away my happiness and behave so unfortunately? So...... That's why I hate you, I hate you, you take my most precious things...... Treat it as worthless garbage...... Did You Know...... How jealous I am of everything you have......"

What are the treasures that are enshrined in the heart, but to others they are useless things that can be discarded? Despicable, inferior, fools who take what others have thrown away as treasures?

In this life, happiness is short-lived, hatred is far away, and in the end, what do you get?

Yan Liwu couldn't understand Lan Zhirong's mood at this time, and when she saw the trembling hand reaching out to her, she reached over and held it tightly, and all she felt was coldness.

Lan Zhirong's voice became smaller and smaller, and she had to pull Yan Liwu towards herself, until the heads of the two people were almost together, and then she spoke hoarsely: "Lian Song...... He has no purpose...... He's a madman and just wants to ...... I just want to be ...... all day Give it all to him...... Funeral ...... You have to be careful......"

The bloody sweetness that flowed back into her throat was hot, Lan Zhirong coughed twice, and her vision became darker and darker in a daze, and finally her sight was only left with a sad and complicated expression in her eyebrows, and in her ears, she couldn't even hear her last murmur clearly.

Gently lowering her head and closing her eyes, Lan Zhirong left the only and last clean smile in this world.

"Do you remember what he looked like? I...... Forgot about ......"

In memory, there is only a hazy figure left, out of reach.

The rest of my life is remnant, and I am obsessed.