Ran Yun Weiyang stopped talking, only lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the cliff quietly, the frost in his eyes had already spread to his face, and then to the limbs, and even the air around him seemed to be a few points colder.

Shui'er bit her lip, stood up, and hurried to the road where she was about to go.

However, before she could take a few steps, the heart area of her back suddenly cooled, and a cold dagger had pierced her chest.

She opened her mouth, and immediately crimson blood flowed down the corners of her lips, and a large patch of red on her chest was like a blooming flower, spreading to the surrounding placket.

Her eyes widened: "Little ...... Sister, for ...... What the......? "Why, didn't you say that you want to let yourself go, why do you have to regret it?

Yun Weiyang, who was standing behind her, had a cold face, and she suddenly pulled out the dagger that pierced Shui'er's chest, and her voice was like a thousand years of ice: "Everyone has to pay for what they have done, and you are the same!"

Shui Er's body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

Yun Weiyang raised his leg and stepped over her, slowly walking forward, the sharp blade of the dagger still dripping blood one by one.

The cold wind lifted her snow-white robe, and the clouds at this moment were beautiful and bitterly cold.

The water lying on the ground opened its mouth, and tried to reach out and grab her, but then there was a convulsion, and her hands fell to the ground weakly, and then, she closed her eyes tightly.

Is Yun Weiyang ruthless, no, if she doesn't do this, maybe when she turns around, she will tell Yun Xiangrong the news that she is still alive.

Those who have betrayed once are not afraid that there will be a second time.

As she said, everyone has to pay for what they have done, and Shui'er is the same, and maybe one day, she will be the same.

It's just that what she didn't know was that not long after she left, a man's figure suddenly appeared out of thin air on the edge of the cliff on the Mochizuki Slope, with a white robe, a white half-ghost mask, and a faint smile on the gently raised lips.

He looked in the direction Yun Weiyang left, and there were waves of light circulating in his deep eyes.

He slowly walked to the lifeless water, then raised his foot, kicked the water off the cliff without hesitation, and then carried his hands behind his back, and walked slowly in the other direction.

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After leaving Mochizukipo, Yun Weiyang went to Shui'er's house again.

In the courtyard, Shui'er's seriously ill and blind mother still sat quietly on the stone bench, as if she had taken root there.

But what she didn't know was that her daughter would never come back.

In fact, Shui'er's mother and the original owner have also seen it, and at that time, Yun Weiyang, who was simple-hearted, would also come to see her from time to time, and by the way, she would also help her bring some favorite fruits and snacks.

Shui'er's mother is a hard-working woman, her husband died at a very early age, and Shui'er has only one child under her knees, and now she is even more ......

Yun Weiyang didn't know if what she did was right or not, but if she was given another chance, she would still choose to do it, and in Yun Weiyang's dictionary, she never regretted it.

Leaning quietly against the door, Yun Weiyang's eyes glanced at the food box that fell to the ground at the corner, then raised his feet and walked straight in the direction of West Street.