The snow fell for a whole day and a night, and it was always so merciful, covering up all the filth of the world with overwhelming whiteness.

Of course, there are also such disgusting things that will be found by animals and beasts that come and go in the winter.

For example, corpse parts.

Ling Suzhi just looked at his corpse condescendingly—the corpse pieces of different sizes were divided between the hungry wolves, and even the bones were bitten by them with their strong jaws, and the rough tongue sticked out, adding clean marrow to the cracks.

He didn't expect that he had a lot of hands in his hands during his lifetime, calling for wind and rain, but after his death, he could only become the food of the wolves.

As his defeated generals said, there are no dead bodies.

"Ling Suzhi, you wolf-hearted thing, you are ungrateful, you must not die well!"

"Ling Suzhi, you will definitely go to purgatory after you die! Eternal life will not be superborn! ”

"Ling Suzhi, you will be damned!"

……

A curse echoed in his ears, so sure that Ling Suzhi sneered.

Among all the curses, only one is the most special.

The woman had said......

[I must live longer than you, and see that you will not die well in the end!] 】

Thinking of this, he was stunned, I don't know why he suddenly remembered that woman?

The man who left him and disappeared for more than ten years.

……

A figure slowly walked over from a distance, probably a ghost, and Ling Su recognized the woman in the red veil at a glance.

Mu Yan!

Zhao Guoshi.

He was the first person to command Zhao Guotie to ride on the land of Chu State, and he was the culprit who turned the splendid land of Chu State into a terracotta purgatory!

Why is she here?

Did you come out of your way to humiliate his corpse?

Only this treacherous and vicious person is in the vast snowfield, and it seems so small.

She was barefoot, deep and shallow, stepping in the snow, her slender body moving with difficulty, walking in the direction of his broken bones.

Her face was very pale, two points whiter than the night snow, but it did not affect her beauty, bullying frost and snow, arrogant and cold.

Her people are not contaminated with a trace of vulgarity, clean, clear, translucent, and bright......

It's so beautiful...... Let him resent cynicism, because all this goodness is false.

Mu Yan, as the national teacher of Zhao State, not only has unparalleled wisdom, but also has a peerless appearance, she used this skin and black heart to stir up chaos in the world, and poison millions of living beings? !

The starvation everywhere, the mourning all over the wilderness, and the killing all over the place are all evidence of her Mu Yan's crime!

She subverted the mountains and rivers, shattered the prosperous world, and brought doom and death to the world!

Her soul is the ugliest, disgusting, dirty, and vile existence in the world!

Ling Suzhi's mood at this time should be manic, angry, and disgusted, only looking at her eyes, he actually had a feeling of being in a different world.

In his memory, there will always be only lonely and indifferent eyes, which are now red, revealing fatigue and sadness.

Is she sad?

This cold, hard, cruel woman like ice cubes and sharp knives, will also be sad?

Mu Yan, who are you sorry for?

A soft sound of "poof" came, Mu Yan actually knelt down in the soft snow, under the thin red veil, the bare jade feet were frozen red, the skin and flesh on the soles of his feet were pierced by his broken bones, and the warm blood spilled on the bones, which made Su Zhi's soul tremble.

This cold-hearted woman's blood is hot.

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, Mu Yan looked at a cracked bone on the side of his bare feet with a cold expression, and the broken sound sounded in the night wind, abrupt and harsh.

"Are you here...... Ling Suzhi ......"

Hearing the call, he was suddenly stunned, could it be that Mu Yan could see his soul?

However, in the next sentence, she denied his ridiculous idea.

"Hahaha, Ling Suzhi...... You're dead after all...... Look at you, the left minister of the Chu State, who leans towards the government and the opposition, ended up with a dead body, it's really pitiful......"

She spoke slowly, and the strange tone seemed to cry rather than cry, as if she was laughing rather than laughing, which made Ling Suzhi frown.

He remembered again, the woman who had almost disappeared from his life.

Compared with Mu Yan, the woman had an ethereal and distant singing voice.

is clearly two people who are far from each other, why does he always link the two together?

Seeing Mu Yan slowly take off his red veil, he reached out and dug out the broken bone stained with her blood from the snow, whether it was his leg bone or sternum, so that Su Zhi himself couldn't recognize it.

She stroked the flesh and blood from her bones, and the force, light, soft, with a hint of trembling, wrapped it in the red veil, and the rough voice echoed slowly.

"In the twenty-seventh year of Chengping, by the peach blossom dock, that person fell into the water, and you sacrificed your life to save him. Everyone thinks it's a gift from God, but it's just a game you've carefully planned, right? ”

A drop of blood rolled down his bone, burning pain.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he floated in the air and looked at the person who was hunched down below, like a shrimp, a little stunned.

"In the next eight years, you lived in the prime minister's mansion, tolerated and spoiled that person, and respected and filial piety to that person's father. But that's just your hatred, the hatred that makes that person's whole family smit, right? ”

Another piece of broken bone was wrapped in the red veil, and she lowered her eyes and smiled, and the words were solemn, like saying goodbye.

"In the thirty-fourth year of Chengping, you were the champion of high school, and that person was an adult, but the wedding that everyone was looking forward to did not come, because a woman who lost her virginity, how could she marry the champion of the dynasty? But you were the one who forced her that night, right? ”

The horror gathered in Ling Suzhi's eyes, he stared at this woman faintly, he couldn't see joy or anger, but his hands were clenched, trembling slightly.

In the thirty-fifth year of Chengping, the man's father was found to have a rebellious heart, and since then her family has been ruined and forced to become an official prostitute in the church. You were the one who presented the evidence to the Faint King, and you were the one behind the catastrophe that trapped their family, right? ”

Her voice was smooth and calm, making Su Zhi feel as if she had been taken into a dream!

Every time he wakes up in the middle of the night!

His gaze followed her hand uncontrollably, watching as she picked up a piece of white bone in a somewhat twisted and misshapen hand, and placed it in the red gauze and red silk.

"In the first year of Qingyuan, you rose step by step, the war broke out in the north of Chu State, that person was accidentally involved in the war and was rescued by the king of Beiqi, the person who pointed out the country was you, right?"

Ling Suzhi took a deep breath and controlled his body to descend, he landed in front of Mu Yan, staring at her for a moment, her eyes were dark and scarlet, but the movements of her hands became more and more gentle, so slow that he was a little at a loss.

She scrambled forward, her ugly hands fumbling for another broken bone, whispering softly.

"In the second year of Qingyuan, that person was captured by the king of Beiqi again, but he survived with the reputation of the Qinghan Fairy, and the person behind the manipulation is you, right?"

"In the third year of Qingyuan, the Beiqi army was repeatedly defeated, and the king of Beiqi was seriously injured and was near death several times. The people of Beiqi were extremely puzzled, and later learned that it was a bird called a spirit bee that led the way. The incense that attracts the bird is sprinkled on the man's body, and you are still the one who is planning behind the scenes, right? ”

Ling Suzhi couldn't hold back the shock in his heart anymore, he couldn't believe that his years of dormancy and forbearance, a series of treks and hardships, he worked step by step, exhausted his scheming, everything was actually seen through by a woman from another country? !

When Ling Suzhi's eyes became deeper and deeper, Mu Yan picked up another bone, took a deep breath, and his voice was tense.

"In the fourth year of Qingyuan, Emperor Qingyuan, in order to appease the anger of the Beiqi people, let that person go to make peace, and the person who proposed this condition is also your ......"

Suddenly, Ling Suzhi felt a warm breath coming out of his chest, and frowned, it turned out that Mu Yan was holding his broken bones tightly, and bright red blood continued to flow down from his fingers, smashing into the snowdrift, scorching its bloom, like a sparse red plum.

For the first time, there was hatred in Mu Yan's eyes.

"When his parents died, he mourned, but he did not complain; Fallen into the church, although the man was afraid, he did not hate.

For the man understands that it is only right that murder pays for life, and for father and daughter, and that they owe you their life, and they deserve it.

But!

The Mo family has been loyal and good for generations, and the men of the Mo family have thrown their heads and spilled blood for the people of Chu, and the heart of the fist can show the sun and the moon, and heaven and earth can learn together!

Why do you want to slander the ancestors of the Mo family so much?!

Why do you want to let the countless martyrs of the Mo family be infamous and stinking for thousands of years?

It is said that tiger poison does not eat children, why don't you even let go of the child in that person's belly?

The man begged you to kneel and kowtow to you, but you sent her to Beiqi as always! ”

Child?

What kid?!

Ling Suzhi's body stiffened, and he couldn't understand Mu Yan's words.

She smiled miserably, lowered her eyes to the broken bone in her palm, and murmured.

"You don't know what kind of life that man lived in Northern Benz during those two years.

They knocked out her child and turned him into a puddle of blood in her belly, they cut her throat with porcelain pieces, pulled out her nails one by one, smashed her fingerbones, and all the ordeal scorched her endlessly!

How much does she want to kill herself?

But whenever she thought that the ancestral shrine was razed to the ground by the people of Chu State, and the bones of the ancestors were dug up and trampled by the foolish people, the bones were crushed and dusted, and thrown into the manure tank, she was not even qualified to die, only to carry it!

Even if her skin and flesh are separated, her heart is torn, and her body is broken, she will return to Chu State and correct the name of the Mo family!

And all this, have you ever imagined? ”

Ling Suzhi's body stiffened, and he couldn't believe her words!

The king of Beiqi loves her so much, how can he be so kind to her?!

Mu Yan held his bones, and laughed like a demon, his eyes were covered with layers of mist, which was so thick that he couldn't see through it, the demon was cold, and it was dry and dead, and the ugly voice was like a knife hanging high in his chest.

"In the sixth year of Qingyuan, you took that person back. She thinks that you have finally remembered her, but how can she know that you will do everything possible to get her back from Beiqi, just revenge!

You kicked her into the lake for someone else's sake, and the lake water in winter was so cold, and he just left, your second child.

Are you happy? Ling Suzhi, are you happy?! ”

His whole atrium stiffened, and he reached out to cover her mouth, and screamed.

"Mu Yan! You shut up! Stop it! You want me to regret it, don't you? Tell you, don't think! She is the daughter of a sinner, and I should have killed her a long time ago! She should have been killed a long time ago! ”

"You did a good job, you killed your two children with your own hands, and from then on she longed to drink your blood and eat your flesh! However, she is a wasted person, how can she shake your status as the prime minister of Chu State?

So she can only live, swearing that she must live longer than you, and she must see the fate of your unfortunate death!! ”

In the end, Mu Yan laughed insolently, the piercing laughter rang out, and the sharp force pierced through the ice and snow, almost shocking.

"It's been three years, from the sixth year of Qingyuan to the ninth year of Qingyuan, you have trapped her for three years! Tortured her for three years! You let her get like a dog! But...... She still survived, she thought she could live longer than you, longer than you, and then, witness your death!

But!

In the end, she died at the hands of the Empress of Chu!

Die in the hands of the woman who is held in the palm of your hand, simple and lovely as the bright moonlight!

Do you know how unwilling she is?!

O her soul!

Day by day, he wandered in the dry well where bones were buried, corroded by cold and dampness, and festered into mud.

She was tormented, tormented, miserable, desperate!

Never the light of day!

Never the light of day! ”

Mu Yan grabbed another bone in the snow, which turned out to be a skull.

"You're lying! You are Mo Qinghan!! ”

Ling Suzhi shouted uncontrollably, and the sideburns and green tendons burst out, which was really terrifying like a ghost.

"She's not dead! Not dead! Because you are Mo Qinghan!! ”

"I know! You are Mo Qinghan! So she didn't die! ”

"What never dawns! You're lying!! ”

"You just want revenge!"

"Mo Qinghan !!"

The low roar of the new ghost and the cold of the northern land entwined, and the cold blew towards Ling Suzhi's face!

That peerless face had long been gnawed beyond recognition by the wolves, his eyes were bitten, and his hollow eyes looked straight at Mu Yan's hideous face.

Mu Yan laughed wildly, word by word, stained with blood and quenched poison.

"So I'm back from hell...... Lingsuzhi! I'm back! Even if you borrow the corpse to return the soul, go against the sky, and suffer the curse of heaven! I'm back too!

I said that the way of heaven does not let me enter reincarnation, I will let the common people enter reincarnation!

I did it!

This bloody rain has finally spread to every corner of the land of Chu, and this disgusting and decadent dynasty has finally collapsed!

This cancer of the flies and dogs in the government and the opposition, these foolish people who enjoy the protection of the Mo family's ancestors, but on the contrary, they are humiliated and scolded, all paid the price!

And your favorite woman, the first beauty Feng Tingge, the queen of Chu State, the head of her and her husband, I have cut off the head as a vessel for wine and gave it to the new monarch of Zhao State!

Deserve!!!

Everyone deserves it!

Hahahaha!

They all deserve it! ”

Mu Yan, no, it should be said that Mo Qinghan stood up with a laugh, and raised Ling Suzhi's skull high with his broken hand, as if he was going to smash his head down.

Yes, she hated him, and she should do it herself if she didn't have a corpse!

It should be her who smashed his head, she should have eaten his flesh, and she should have trampled him under his feet!

Only in this way can she vent the hatred in her heart!

The atmosphere has suddenly risen to its peak!

Overfilled!

Burst open!

Go to pieces!

At the last moment, she trembled and let boiling tears roll and fall from her eyes......

Drop by drop, before they could melt into the snow, they were blown into ice beads by the cold wind.

Immediately afterward, a heart-rending wail tore through the silence of the wilderness.

One by one, the sound of blood was cried.

"Ling Suzhi...... I hate you so much......"

It was only at this time that Ling Suzhi came back to his senses.

He was thinking not of everything she had said, but of the tears that had fallen from the corners of her eyes.

Mo Qinghan...... She cried?

After all these years, no matter how much he tortured her, she never shed a single tear, why is she crying now?

"Don't cry!" He subconsciously opened his mouth to order.

However, as if he was about to weep the last trace of warmth, the man cried hysterically, trembling and holding his head tightly in his arms, and fell into the snow as helpless as a child.

"Ling Suzhi! I hate you...... Hate it...... Ling Suzhi ......"

"Ling Suzhi...... Ling Suzhi ......"

……

Listening to the hoarse cry calling his name, Su Zhi panicked, panicked like never before.

"Mo Qinghan! You let go of me! I've ruined my family! You will not die well for me!

Between me and you, it's just a power struggle and game!

Either Caesar or nothing!

I lose, I admit it!

So why are you crying?! You hypocritical woman! Get out of here! Get lost!!! ”

He shouted loudly, trying to stop her, but the yin and yang were separated, his voice could not be transmitted, his fingertips could not touch.

Only the scorching body temperature, resisting the wind and snow and the cold, stepping over life and death, slowly penetrated into the depths of his soul...... made him suddenly think of the little girl with clear eyes and worries written on the side of the peach blossom dock back then.

She gently grabbed his sleeve, and Nuo Nuo asked him if he was okay and if he could stand up.

How did he answer at the time?

He forgot......

Looking back, the vicissitudes of life.

Why?

Why did she already know everything, why did she hate him so clearly, but she still had to pick up bones and wrap clothes for him?

Why should these hands, this embrace, be so gentle?

Why do you want to use his broken body to take away his wandering man?

Why......

How could he feel so warm from his enemies?

Why should he be treated with the same care as a rare treasure against him, a vile and filthy enemy?

Ling Suzhi didn't know how long Mo Qinghan had been in the snowfield, how long she cried, how long he shouted......

The winter snow fell again, swirling and entrenched, and the scenery was all white, only this touch of red was particularly dazzling.

Eventually, everything was done, and she held his broken body with a calm expression.

Red yarn, white bones, weird and good-looking.

"Ling Suzhi, this is the wedding dress I sewed for you to marry you, one by one, that is, it is made for you, and I will give it to you in the end......"

She said softly, her voice calm, as if the soul of Fang Cai was not her.

Digging through the snowdrifts with her bare hands, the cold and hard ground made her already broken hands bloody, and every inch she moved without nails was a piercing pain.

However, with such a pair of deformed hands, she dug a small pit and buried him in it.

Cultivating the grave, she got up slowly, and there was an illusory feeling of going away from the wind in plain clothes, and the nothingness in her eyes was cold, and she trembled when she saw it.

The wedding dress is wrapped in white bones, and the snow buries the surviving.

Did she bury him, or her?

The ugly fingers untied the pear blossom that hung from his waist and poured it on his grave.

"Ling Suzhi...... This is your favorite pear blossom brew, brewed into your blood, this last pot of wine, you can taste it alone......"

She smiled lightly, her slender feather eyelashes quenched with cold frost, amazingly beautiful, and her broken voice was hot.

"You know, I'd love to ask you. Resented me all my life, used me all my life, tortured me all my life, have you ever had such a ...... Loved me? ”

Ling Suzhi was stunned in place, stunned and unable to return to his senses.

What does this woman ask, what loves her, how can he love her?!

She's crazy!

The cold soaked into her bone marrow little by little, taking away the temperature from her body, and she untied another flask from her waist and poured it on herself, smiling and relieved.

"I know no, in your eyes, there has always been only Feng Tingge, even if Feng Tingge loves someone else, you will not complain.

Actually, you are as pitiful as I am, just a poor creature who can't ask for it.

Although I know it in my heart, in the end, it is difficult to ......calm down."

Ling Suzhi couldn't smell what it was, but when Mo Qinghan took out a fire fold, he felt as if a big hole had been pierced in his heart.

The cold wind blew through it, and the cone tingled.

"That's it, I'm tired...... This body, which should have been a corpse, should also return to dust......"

"Mo Qinghan! Stop! Dead woman! Don't you hate me! I'm dead, you won, you're reincarnated, and you deserve to live well! ”

He screamed, reaching out to snatch the fire fold from her hand, and tried again and again, knowing that it was in vain.

Even when he saw his corpse being divided among wolves, he had never been so alarmed.

What, indifferent, cold, wise, and graceful, fell apart at this moment.

She lowered her eyes, blood and tears crossed the corners of her eyes, shattered in his palm, penetrated and spread, and the words were heartfelt: "Ling Suzhi, the Mo family owes you, and this life has been repaid." You owe me, and I have doubled it back...... Therefore, in the next life, even if I have experienced catastrophe and war, and eternal desolation, I do not want to meet you again......"

His eyes were wide open, and his throat seemed to be clenched tightly by a pair of hands, and he just watched as she lit the karmic fire that eliminated sins.

The tongue of fire climbed over the fire and water, engulfing her in an instant, brutally cutting off the entanglement between the two.

Mo Qinghan bathed in the fire, no self-mourning, no struggle, no roar, quietly and lonely disappeared in the world until the ashes burned out and the ashes disappeared......

On the contrary, it was him, a wandering wild ghost standing in the snow, empty of heart and confused soul.

Thousands of square inches are broken in a moment, and the past is broken by thousands of knots.

The emotions that he had forcibly suppressed burst out, like the water that burst the embankment, and a hypothesis that he could not think of roared in his mind.

She loves him!

That's right, she must be in love with him!

Joy? Agitated? Shock? Or is the heart like a knife?

He couldn't distinguish the chaotic thoughts, and could only call out instinctively.

"Mo Qinghan, do you love me?! You must love me! Right! You come out for me! ”

"Mo Qinghan! Where are you hiding! Come out! I know you love me! ”

"Mo Qinghan! Light Chill !!!! ”

……

The only thing that responded to him was the wind.

It was only at this time that he knew why he couldn't give up, why he couldn't forget, why he couldn't heal it, and why he couldn't erase it.

Now, the woman's blood and tears have become cinnabar in the palm of the hand.

He had no choice but to scream and call.

Over and over again, again and again, it is as if you have fallen into the cycle of evil obstacles......

The white plain, the world is lonely.

There was only one new ghost, sitting at the head of the grave, with a soft cold voice, calling hoarse......