There is a pool of water in the northern cold land, which can purify the body and make it reborn. Its radius is 100 miles, not an inch of grass grows, the ice is biting, there are only fierce beasts, called bone-eaters.

Moonset prepared a box of medicinal herbs and pastries she had made herself, and secretly stuffed them into the main carriage. Mo Qu got into the carriage and told her to be careful, she agreed, looking at the distant carriage and horses, her eyes were moist unconsciously, and she finally fell.

Inside the hall, the lights were dim. Several black-clothed men on the side waited in the dark, silent like shadows. The man who sat above the temple was as delicate as a carving, both in figure and face. He sat on it like this, his brows furrowed, and he was dressed in a dark robe without wind, and his automatic aura was amazing. The hall was silent, and it was so oppressive that it was breathless.

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and a woman walked in at the door, dressed in red as bright as fire, her hair tied up high was a little messy, she stopped, and put the hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears, she looked at the man on the seat, and there was a resolute look in her eyes, as if she was lonely but was quickly covered up by her.

"Subordinate, see Left Protector!" She took a few steps forward, about five feet away from him.

"Mu Yanxi, are you guilty?" The man's low-pitched voice looked at her coldly, with anger in his eyes but a little helpless.

"Subordinate convicted." She said calmly

"Good, good, good confession. Do you know the pros and cons of this, Mu Yanxi, why did you do this? He was furious, but he still wanted to know why.

He had always been indifferent to her behavior, thinking that she would know what to do and what not to do, as long as she could stay with him and not do anything to betray him. It's just that now she's helping that person.

That day, Duyu was injured and fell in front of him and said that when she went to deliver the pill that day, she saw her talking secretly with that person, she secretly eavesdropped, but was discovered by that person and was shot in the arm.

When he heard this, he should have sent someone to bring her back and torture her, but for some reason he couldn't do it, and finally he gave her a chance and wrote a letter to her to come back. She replied, but she waited for two words, confession, and now what should he do with her.

"My subordinate was seriously injured in Cliff Valley that day, it was Mo Qu who saved me, I have never owed anyone, this is to pay him back." She replied coldly, even with a hint of sarcasm, she was laughing at herself.

"Moqu? You know that you are helping the former crown prince. He stepped down to her side.

"What?" Mu Yanxi couldn't believe it. If he was really the crown prince of the previous dynasty, then he would be the culprit who pushed the Rakshasa Pavilion to its destruction.

"You say, what shall I do with you?" His face was grim, without a trace of pity.

"Haha, disposal? Would you like to kill me?. She laughed wildly, laughing at her knowing the outcome, but still delusional in her desire to receive her pity.

"Why are you doing that?" Murong Feng asked.

"Why? Didn't I say it, I owe him this one, I have to pay it back! "She's ridiculous.

Murong Feng was speechless, looking at each other, he looked at her eyes, but he could no longer see through the bottom of her heart, as if there was a mirror, reflecting boundless hatred and helplessness.

The hall was deadly silent, and what was suppressed was the deepest emotion in the hearts of the two people.

"Mu Yanxi, when did you become what you are now?" He asked, grabbing her shoulder. He didn't understand why she seemed to be a different person now, her words and deeds and even her feelings had changed.

"I didn't, I just wanted to be myself." She muttered in a low voice, not knowing whether to tell him or herself.

"Yourself? As soon as you enter the cabinet, you will sell yourself, what qualifications do you have to say that you are yourself. He grabbed her hand and squeezed her hard, as if to crush her.

She looked into his eyes, and she was the only one in his eyes at the moment. She smiled desolately, a little frantically, and she stepped away from him, stumbling and almost falling. He reached out to help, but she dodged him.

Mu Yanxi only felt ridiculous, going around and around that he was just a puppet, she used to help him protect the Rakshasa Pavilion, but now he was pushed into the trap by himself. She was a little tired from laughing, but her eyes were a little blurry, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Murong Feng, why don't you kill me." She was firm and determined.

"Mu Yanxi, you're crazy" he yelled at her, he had never seen Mu Yanxi like this, and when he saw her today, he had already realized that she didn't feel like she was like before, she felt different. He suppressed what was in his heart, and even gave him a chance, but now she refused to give him an explanation.

"I'm not crazy, I'm more sober than ever." There was no more sober than now, she had woken up from a dream, and she should have been awake from the cliff valley.

"Don't push me." He grabbed her hand, as if trying to crush her.

"I didn't force you, according to the order of the Rakshasa Pavilion, you should be executed." She didn't change her face, she was already like ashes, she thought that she was finally relieved in this life, right?

"Do you remember what you promised me?" For some reason, he felt a tingle in his heart.

"I remember, my life is yours. Without you and without me. ”

"Then tell me why?"

"I'm tired and don't want to live like this anymore, it's better to die than to carry too much." With tears in her eyes and her hair falling out, she was like a soulless shell at the touch of a soul.

"As soon as you enter the Rakshasa Pavilion, it won't be you except you, Yan Xi, don't you know very well? You think there are other paths to take, but don't forget that you chose this path. If you want to die, you are not qualified to die. ”

"I never give in to fate, but it always backfires, I live like a walking corpse, in fact, it is no different from death."

"You can't get rid of it in this life and this life, you say that things backfire, and there are those things in this world that are as good as you want. You're here today to die, aren't you? You know better than anyone else that what has happened to you is going to be a lot of bad luck. ”

"Murong Feng, have you ever wanted to be an ordinary person in the next life, carefree, and live a peaceful life." She held back her tears for a long time, but finally stayed. She looked at him.

"No, there is no afterlife only in this life" Murong Feng said in a deep voice, turning his back to her, his palms clenched tightly and trembling slightly.

"But I have" Mu Yanxi couldn't help crying, her heart felt like she was stabbed by a needle.

"Okay, then I'll fulfill you." He endured the bitterness, and what you wanted, just give it to you.

Murong Feng slapped her heart, and she felt a sweet smell gushing out of her throat and fell to the ground.

This palm, he used three successful forces, although it did not hurt his life, but it also hurt his heart and lungs, and hurt her palm, I don't know why I am still a little trembling.

"From today on, Mu Yanxi will no longer be a person in the Rakshasa Pavilion, abolish martial arts, and throw him to the northern cold land to fend for himself." He gave the order.

He never imagined that she would betray him today, let alone that this day would make him so sad.

Mu Yanxi, this is the last and only thing I can give you.

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He remembered the first time he saw her when he was young, when she could be seen at a glance in a crowd of teenagers who were older and stronger than her. Dressed in dirty clothes, thin and skinny, only bones remained, but what attracted her was her eyes, so fearless, so resolute, just like her eyes today.

Murong Feng remembered him when he was young, and he went through life and death to sit in his current position. And he came out of the training base of the Rakshasa Pavilion, not so much training as the law of the jungle. There is a monthly competition at the training base, and the winner gets food. If you lose the competition, you'll either starve to death or get stronger to steal someone else's food.

At that time, he was already a well-known secret guard, and he was sent to the training ground to select the latest batch of secret guards.

That year, there were many wars, the previous dynasty was destroyed, the new emperor ascended the throne, and then the people were not happy. Many displaced children were trafficked to the Rakshasa Pavilion.

And that's when he met her.

The damp and vague cage, the pungent smell of rot, a group of yellow-skinned, dirty children, and she was in the middle of it, standing in the corner, guarding her one-third of an acre.

"If you grab this token today, you can get this bag of food." After speaking, the group of children flocked to it.

Instead of rushing out, she watched their every move.

The group of people snatched one after another, and the heads were broken and bleeding, and they fell down one after another, and a child with better skills was about to grab it, and suddenly a thin child rushed out and rushed forward to grab the food.

It turned out that she had been waiting, waiting for the last moment when the others fell. Wait until the moment when everyone's energy is exhausted.

He evoked a smile, at that time, she really looked like her former self.

The child who was robbed was angry and reached out to grab her. She was lifted high, her clothes were tightly wrapped around her neck, and her face was flushed, but her face was expressionless, and there was even a shivering coldness in her eyes. The child who lifted him up felt a little numb in his heart, and he reacted and was filled with anger and tightened his hands even tighter.

She was strangled and gasped, and she kicked the man in the stomach with all her might, and he was kicked to the point of curling up and letting go of his hand. She didn't wait for the man to react, then punched him in the temple again. The man shook a few steps and fell.

She turned to get the bag of grain, but the man who had fallen down jumped up and brought a pointed branch from the ground and stuck it on her shoulder, and she turned and kicked him away.

Seeing that she was about to fall, her thin body was half-kneeling on the ground, still holding the grain in her hand. The man pounced again, this time with great speed, dodging him, and even going around behind him, kicking the man in the knee and falling with a thud.

She came to the man, and at some point took a branch in his hand, and the man lay on the ground and begged for mercy in horror, but she did not waver, and plunged into his shoulder, exactly the same place as her wound.

She got the food as she wished, and walked out of this mess, without a trace, without leaking a trace of emotion, staggering with a broken body.