"Hard work is the most pitiful to the sky and the moon, and the night is like a ring, and the night is a joy. If the moon ring is finally bright, the ice and snow will be hot. ”

In silence, the man who was chained to the cross slowly spoke.

He read a poem by Rong Ruo, and the meaning of that poem was the author's mourning for his beloved wife. poignant and beautiful, because of the loss of love, it is even more lingering and poignant, and it is deeply moving.

The meaning of the word refers to his deceased wife, it turns out that she has died in his heart a long time ago.

His long watery hair covered half of his face, and the other side was exposed, hidden in the shadows of obscurity, and he opened his mouth lightly, his voice had an indescribable tiredness, but it had a charming and extremely sexy appeal.

Bu Tianyin stood in place and hesitated for a moment, then lit the nearby lamp, and the light in the hall became brighter. She stepped forward, crouched down, and slowly unchained him.

The chains made of dark iron are extremely thin, but the temperature is extremely cold. It was only a few minutes, and before the heavily wrapped chains could be untied a few layers, Bu Tianyin's hands were frozen cold. It was a kind of coldness where blood was blocked alive and coagulated as it flowed.

Hua Qingyue looked down at her slightly, her slender figure reflected in the depths of his pupils, slowly fading the small shadow.

The scarlet darkness under his eyes was also disappearing inch by inch, until it was completely gone.

The movements in Bu Tianyin's hands were very fast, and in a short time, the one hundred and eight locks were unlocked by her.

Hua Qingyue's body slowly sat in the cold chains.

He leaned against the cross, his expression languid and calm, as if he were not imprisoned here. At this moment, his handsome face faded away from the cruelty and coldness of the past, and there was only one man to one woman...... Obsession.

When love is a thing of the past, the only thing left is obsession, right?

Obsession, his obsession with Bu Tianyin.

The story between the love of an infatuated man and a woman is often between a thought of love.

A thought becomes a demon.

One thought of adulthood.

A thought of heaven.

A thought of hell.

Hua Qingyue leaned there, and suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Bu Tianyin, Bu Tianyin took a few steps back quickly, and looked at him vigilantly.

She knew that he had done nothing, but she was still vigilant and did not take it lightly.

Hua Qingyue hooked the corners of her lips quite self-deprecatingly, raised her eyes and looked at it lightly, her eyes were gloomy, and she sighed: "You are here to kill me." ”

Bu Tianyin did not answer his words.

Hua Qingyue's eyes flashed, and she said, "Xiaoyin'er, I'm thirsty." ”

When Bu Tianyin came in, she noticed a small table on the other side of the hall with tea on it, she walked over and poured a glass of water.

When Hua Qingyue took the teacup, he touched Bu Tianyin's slightly cool fingertips. I don't know if it was intentional or inadvertent, he stared at Bu Tianyin and slowly took a sip of tea. The tea slowly lowered his throat, and he said calmly: "I spend Qingyue, and I don't regret everything I have done. ”

In this other world, no matter what the past was, he never regretted what he had done.

What he regretted was just that he was contaminated with Yang Qian. If he had never betrayed her, her attitude towards him would not have been as hostile and hard as it is now. They were supposed to be a match made in heaven.

Her attitude towards Yun Changge now should have been towards him.

Hua Qingyue sighed softly, losing to Yun Changge, he actually had a feeling of convincing in his heart.

Confidants are hard to come up with.

So even if you lose, you lose convincingly.

However, he didn't want to give up Bu Tianyin.

Even if there was a breath of air, he wanted to take her away.

She belongs to him.

Bu Tianyin has been looking at him quietly, although she is silent, her attitude is already very clear.

He hurt her deeply, and he hurt Yun Changge, she won't let him go.

She wanted him dead.

Just like when they were still together before, if someone hurt him like he hurt Yun Changge, Bu Tianyin would not let go of the person who hurt him Hua Qingyue.

Sure enough, feng shui takes turns, creation makes people, and providence is nothing more than that.

Hua Qingyue slowly threw the teacup in his hand on the ground.

With a soft crisp sound, the white porcelain cup shattered into fireworks at his feet.

The dark iron chain made the temperature of the whole room drop suddenly, and he was a little cold, but when he thought of the past with Bu Tianyin, he also felt that it was not so cold.

In the past, she always liked to buy him some messy snacks on the way from work, he is a big man, how could he like to eat that kind of thing? But in retrospect, he still misses it a little.

How did he like Shangbu Tianyin?

He doesn't remember anymore.

Anyway, love is love, love someone, do you need any other reason?

It is precisely because there is no need that there is a widely circulated saying, "I don't know what to do, but I am in love".

How deep is the love?

Bu Tianyin had been silent, and after a long time, she said slowly: "Are you finished?" ”

Hua Qingyue's eyes were as quiet as the deep water of a cold pool, he laughed lightly and said, "Here, I have killed many people, but the one I want to kill the most is not Yun Changge." ”

Bu Tianyin looked at him in a daze, with a hint of incredulity in his eyes.

Hua Qingyue's eyes were soft, but her voice was extremely cold: "The person I want to kill the most has always been you, Bu Tianyin." ”

He wanted to kill Bu Tianyin. But he couldn't do it.

From the moment he knew he couldn't do anything to her, he knew that he would definitely be the loser in the end.

But if he can't do it, he can't do it.

Hua Qingyue's hand hanging on the ground was slightly raised, and Bu Tianyin took a step back quite vigilantly and raised the sword in his hand.

Hua Qingyue seemed to be quite satisfied to see the murderous aura in her eyes, and he chuckled, "You know what. Yun Changge is more ruthless than me, if it were him, he would definitely be able to do it. ”

Bu Tianyin's lips were tightly pursed, almost into a stiff line.

Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Hua Qingyue sighed lightly, a trace of tiredness appeared on Qingjun's face, light and colorless, and even his smile was pale: "Xiaoyin'er, are you going to do it?" ”

"Bu Tianyin, I want to meet you in my next life."

At that time, he must be a gentle husband, who will not let go from the moment he first sees her, tie her firmly to his side, not let her do the things he hates, and give her the greatest favor in the world. There was no betrayal.

"Xiaoyin'er, come here, hug me one last time, okay."

Bu Tianyin shook his head.

The long sword picked up a cold sword flower and pointed directly at Hua Qingyue.

Hua Qingyue slowly raised his hand and slowly grasped the sharp and cold blade.

The slender white hand was very hard, and blood immediately flowed from between his fingers.

He lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Hua Ruye is not dead, I let him go." ”

A strange complex emotion suddenly rose in Bu Tianyin's heart, and after a while, she sneered: "You will have such a good heart? ”

"I didn't have good intentions, but I suddenly wanted to let him go."

"Even so, I won't let you go. Today, you will surely die. ”

"I'm not going to let you let me go."

Hua Qingyue leaned forward and took the initiative to press his chest against the tip of her sword, as long as she exerted a little force, he would die.

Yun Changge can't kill him, and no one in this world can kill him. Unless she's stepping into the sky.

Being able to die at her hands is not the best ending for him. Death at her hands was his last self-esteem as a man.

Bu Tianyin saw that Hua Qingyue was bent on death, and she suddenly had an indescribable feeling in her heart, but she would never allow herself to be soft-hearted.

She and Yun Changge have all been harmed by the man in front of them to this day!

Nan Weaving's death is even more due to him!

Without Hua Qingyue, there would not have been so many sacrifices!

Bu Tianyin's heart is horizontal, and between the delicate eyebrows, the murderous aura floats!

Poof.

The long sword passed through Hua Qingyue's heart.

Inky black blood trickled down his shirt and dripped onto the chains.

Almost instantaneously, it froze on it.

Bu Tianyin bit his lower lip and forced himself to push the sword forward by three more points.

Hua Qingyue's body slowly fell to the ground.

His body twitched, but his eyes stared at Bu Tianyin with a strange tenderness, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, and closed his eyes slightly.

On his lips, there was an eerie quiet smile.

Bu Tianyin looked at him in some surprise, and it took a long time to reach out to probe his pulse.

After making sure that he was dead, she looked at the smirk on his lips and suddenly felt uneasy.

He didn't keep his eyes open, so to speak, not dead, but why did he laugh like this in the end?

Bu Tianyin didn't have time to take care of it.

Hua Qingyue died.

He's really dead.

The dim candle flame shone down, and the smirk on the corner of Hua Qingyue's lips gradually stiffened.

Bu Tianyin's lower lip that was biting hard had already seen blood, but she didn't realize it, she slowly pulled out the sword on Hua Qingyue's chest, pulled up the corner of her skirt, and squatted down.

She hugged Hua Qingyue's gradually cooling body and cried silently.

- Why are you crying?

She didn't know.

But Hua Qingyue, why do you want to meet me in the next life?

Why would you rather die than let go in the next life?

You must not know that I will never want to meet you again in the next life.

Never know you again, fall in love with you.

Just like Hua Rongyue said to Yan Juan before she died, she didn't want to meet her in the next life. Because if you don't see it, you won't love.

In the hall, Bu Tianyin sat on the black iron chain with Hua Qingyue's corpse in his arms, his face full of tears.

Outside the hall, Yun Changge's face was calm, his eyes were calm, and his eyes were cool.

He's been looking here for a while.

It turned out that Hua Qingyue said that there was only one person in this world who could kill him, and that person was not the Heavenly Master he thought of.

It's Bu Tianyin.

Yun Changge looked at it for a while, then turned around and left.

After he left, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the temple.

The black shadow quietly approached Bu Tianyin!

In the dim hall, a cold light suddenly lit up, and Bu Tianyin glanced at it, and his body quickly rolled to the side, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise!

"Flower Yuyan?!"

Isn't she dead? Like Hua Rongyue, he was given poisonous wine by the Eastern Emperor.

Hua Yuyan smiled viciously and said coldly: "I'm surprised, right?" It was my prince's brother who saved me. ”