Mo Ye was invited, Wan Muhua, Chang Shenghua, and Ning Shaoming had been waiting before, so they naturally followed Assistant Mo upstairs.

And Mo Ye was waiting for them in Liang Pingyu's room.

Before entering the door, Assistant Mo glanced at his mobile phone intentionally or unintentionally, the screen was facing the direction of Chang Sheng's painting, and Chang Shenghua could see the call record on it without looking closely.

Chang Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Assistant Mo.

Assistant Mo gave her a wry smile.

Chang Shenghua nodded, didn't say anything, and followed Wan Muhua and Ning Shaoming back to the room.

The original bloody room had been cleaned up, and the snow-white soft blanket had been re-laid, and the blood flowing all over the ground had been cleaned up, as if nothing had happened, but the strong smell of freshener floating in the air covered the original bloody breath, making it impossible to act as if it didn't exist.

Mo Ye sat cross-legged where Liang Pingyu fell last, with a white bandage exposed below his neck, and his face was as white as snow, as if he was not a few steps away from death.

But she gently stroked the blanket there, her eyes were stinky, as if she could touch the deceased Liang Pingyu, this scene looked inexplicably numb.

Ning Shaoming felt that his goosebumps were rising, and he couldn't help but look at Chang Sheng's painting - well, Chang Da Demon King warded off evil spirits!

Chang Shenghua glanced at him inexplicably.

Ning Shaoming gave her an innocent look in return.

Chang Shenghua suddenly felt that the little lion had learned badly with her......

In addition to the rearrangement, there were three more chairs in the room, and Wan Muhua sat down on one of the chairs at will, because the chair was a little far away from Mo Ye's location, so it did not cause that condescending effect.

Ning Shaoming took a look at the position of the chair, and always felt that once he sat down, it was like forming an alliance with Wan Muhua, and he didn't care if he was bullying Mo Ye three times, he didn't care if he was bullying more or less, but he was just thinking about whether it would affect the subsequent layout, so he looked at Chang Shenghua inquiringly.

Chang Shenghua did not sit down, but leaned on the wall next to him, his posture was very relaxed, as if he was just here to watch.

Seeing this, Ning Shaoming also stood next to her.

Chang Shenghua couldn't help but smile, pinched his face, and let go of his hand before others noticed.

Compared to the fact that the two of them still had time to make small moves, the atmosphere between Wan Muhua and Mo Ye was much stiffer.

Wan Muhua stared at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye stared at the ground.

The air in the air seemed to become stagnant.

Chang Shenghua was not in a hurry, and sent a message to Ning Shaoming on WeChat, but he didn't say anything, just chatting.

Ning Shaoming didn't know whether Chang Sheng's painting was really good or a gesture, so he had to cooperate with her and talk on his mobile phone about topics like whether to have a meal out tonight and then go back.

The two big guys naturally didn't have as much time as they could afford to consume, and after about five minutes, Mo Ye suddenly raised his head and looked at Wan Muhua.

"What about him?" Mo Ye asked.

Wan Muhua was not surprised that her first question was to ask Liang Pingyu, and replied coldly: "He won't have anything to do with you anymore." ”

Mo Ye's fingers curled up hard, and the green tendons on the back of his hand protruded, "Even if you are not a close friend, you have the right to attend the mourning party......"

Wan Muhua sneered, "Enemies are always not even able to compare with a friend who is not close. ”

Mo Ye looked like he wanted to be angry, but he was afraid of the ashes in Wan Muhua's hand, so he could only hold his ten fingers in vain to ease her intense and fluctuating emotions.

For a moment, Ning Shaoming almost thought that she would beg Wan Muhua, or take out a gun and kill Wan Muhua, but he soon noticed that Chang Shenghua was showing an inexplicable smile next to him, and Ning Shaoming knew that he was thinking too much.

Sure enough, Mo Ye's breath slowly stabilized, and there was even a bit of estimating calm in his eyes, "What do you want to talk to me about?" ”

Wan Muhua said lightly: "Don't use him as an excuse to start a war, you understand." ”

Mo Ye actually laughed, "When he was there, I was afraid that the world would be too chaotic and hurt him, and now that he is gone, what does it matter to me that the world is in chaos?" Wan Muhua, it was you and him who gave me the reason to go to war. ”

Wan Muhua said indifferently: "For him not to expand his power? Do you believe this statement yourself? ”

Mo Ye nervously tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Why don't you believe it?" I've been revolving around him all my life, what have I not done for him? ”

Wan Muhua stopped talking, looking at her as if he was looking at a poor worm who deceived himself.

He didn't pity her, he only despised her, lied with love for a lifetime, and finally fell into this lie and couldn't get out again.

"Don't look at me like that, Wan Muhua," Mo Ye looked at him, "No matter how depressed I am, if I let it go, I can also make the sky in the imperial capital change again." ”

Wan Muhua sighed, "He doesn't even plan to keep the ashes, what you can hold in your hand is the little bit of land in the imperial capital, that's his thing, what rights do you have to lose it all?" ”

Mo Ye's pupils shrank slightly, "I know what you want, Wan Muhua, give me the ashes, I promise you any conditions." ”

"Including me letting you die?" Wan Muhua asked.

Mo Ye didn't say anything.

Wan Muhua smiled, sneering, "If you can't do it, don't talk big, Mo Weiwen, your life is not as good as Pingyu's handful of ashes for me, but you are reluctant to do it yourself, what can I promise you?" ”

Mo Ye looked at him coldly, "Maybe it's better to talk about it when the imperial capital is chaotic first." ”

She was almost a naked threat, but Wan Muhua's face was unwavering, and she said three words: "Jin Mingrui." ”

Mo Ye's face became more and more ugly, "It turns out that he really kept a hand......"

This "he" refers to Liang Pingyu.

Wan Muhua said coldly: "If you didn't attack the people around him, do you think you can fight him?" ”

"He kept a hand, but he didn't kill me......" Mo Ye seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and he didn't let go if he grabbed it, "How could he ...... How could he not love me?! ”

Chang Shenghua suddenly spoke: "Mr. Liang said, 'No one can get it, this is the most cruel revenge', Mo Ye, have you been miserable in the past ten years?" ”

Mo Ye's eyes killed him like a murderous wolf.

Ning Shaoming's heart suddenly lifted, and he didn't understand why his female demon suddenly provoked the other party.

Chang Shenghua didn't seem to notice Mo Ye's sharp gaze, "He tortures himself, he is torturing you, so he doesn't leave, he doesn't kill you, he stays by your side, and you don't have peace day and night...... Then he finds out that it doesn't work, you're in pain, but you don't feel guilty, you don't regret it, he thinks it's boring, he kills himself, the only reason is that he doesn't want to be entangled with you. ”

Since he didn't kill Mo Ye for the first time, Liang Pingyu saw it and walked cleanly, hoping that on the road of reincarnation, he wouldn't run into her again.

- This is the last revenge from Liang Pingyu.

I don't know if it's because of Chang Sheng's tone of painting as if he was analyzing the condition, Mo Ye didn't get angry when she heard it, she said in a trance: "Doesn't he care about me at all?" ”

Chang Shenghua was silent for a while before he said, "Who knows, he is dead, and there will be no more answers to these things." ”

Mo Ye's eyes seemed to be shattered, and the tears that couldn't be shed under the extreme pain just now fell unconsciously, "Yes, he's dead." ”

Chang Shenghua walked up to Mo Ye, squatted down, and looked at her at eye level, "Do you know why he is crazy?" Because he can't kill you, but if you kill all the people around him, what can he do? He can only use the Liang family to protect Mr. Wan and the others, and then drive himself crazy, I don't know if he cares about you, but you can live to this day, it is because of his mercy. ”

Mo Ye looked at her deadly.

Chang Sheng's painted hand fell on the back of her hand, and the fingers that pinched the nails into the flesh were broken one by one, and the clean blanket was stained with blood again.

Chang Shenghua looked at her hand and suddenly sighed, "He has let you go for so many years, you can let him go once, except for you, only the people of the Liang family remember his demeanor back then." ”

Mo Ye was stunned, the picture in front of him was like a glimpse of light, and suddenly appeared the prosperous scene of the Liang family more than ten years ago, the gentle man was surrounded by the crowd, and when he turned around, the light fell into his eyes, flowing out of the gentle river, he looked at her at that time, the river drowned her, and brought her a lifetime of affection.

Liang Ye, who led heroes to bend their waists in the gray road back then, how many people are talking about him now?

Mo Ye closed his eyes, tears falling down his cheeks and smashing on the back of his hand.

The pain of the cone is long overdue.

Chang Shenghua stopped talking, got up and walked out quietly, Ning Shaoming glanced left and right, and had to leave with Chang Shenghua.

Walking to the corridor, Ning Shaoming asked in a low voice, "It's done?" ”

Chang Shenghua nodded calmly, "Otherwise?" ”

Ning Shaoming was almost thrown to the ground, "Are you hypnotic or a hint?" ”

Chang Sheng said curiously: "Can't I convince her with reason? ”

“…… No," Ning Shaoming said honestly, "I suspect that I watched a fantasy drama. ”

Female demons can't really know how to do spiritualism or something......

Chang Sheng's fingertips were on his forehead, "Close your brain, thank you...... I just pinpointed her weakness, maybe not sincere enough, but she loves Liang Pingyu, which is enough. ”

As long as it is a feeling, there will be flaws, even if it is just a crack, Chang Shenghua can find a way to tear it out.

Of course, this is still due to the fact that Chang Shenghua had been providing treatment options for Liang Pingyu before, and he had many contacts with Mo Ye during this period, and he had a deep talk with Liang Pingyu before he committed suicide, so that he could grasp this point.

However, once he loses his sense of proportion, Chang Shenghua estimates that he will face a comprehensive pursuit of gray forces in the second half of his life, just to stabilize the other party, Chang Shenghua can be regarded as a free escape.

…… If you fail, let Wan Da Guy block the gun.

Chang Shenghua thought ruthlessly in his heart.

After waiting for a while, Wan Muhua also came out of the room, Chang Shenghua looked over, the other party nodded, and she knew that Wan Muhua had negotiated with Mo Ye.

Assistant Mo suddenly walked out of the study next door and said respectfully, "I'll send the three out." ”

Wan Muhua stared at him for a few seconds.

Assistant Mo's face did not change.

Wan Muhua smiled meaninglessly, "There is a tough battle to be fought next, Mo Weiwen is seriously injured, so please bother you more, someone from the Wanjia side will contact you." ”

Assistant Mo was neither humble nor arrogant: "Then thank Mr. Wan first." ”