Ling Shuisha still said indifferently: "Lingshuang Palace has only received three letters from you, I burned them all, and no one is there, what's the point of writing a letter?" ”

"No one is there?" Nan Tianyue's expression darkened, "You mean that Shuiyue is no longer there?" You just said that her belly was as big as a basket...... And what about her children? ”

Ling Shui Cigarette turned to the side and did not speak.

Nan Tianyue lowered his head in thought, and his eyes suddenly fell on Ling Weihan.

"Is it ......?"

Ling Shuisha sneered: "It snowed heavily that year, and Senior Sister knew that Master had burned your letter and insisted on going to you, she escaped from Lingshuang Palace and had a difficult birth in the ice and snow...... I was ordered to get her back...... All she brought back was a cold corpse...... "At the end, she choked up.

Nan Tianyue's head was lowered, and he didn't make a sound for a long time. After a long time, he whispered: "It's all my fault, I deserve to die......"

As soon as Ling Shui Shui dusted away, a sword on the side of the person flew out and landed at Nan Tianyue's feet.

"If you really feel guilty, kill yourself." She said coldly.

Ling Weihan walked over, knelt down and said: "Palace Master, you have taught me since I was a child, the enemy who killed my mother is Nan Tianyue, and the purpose of my life is to avenge my mother, and now that the enemy is in front of me, why don't you let Weihan kill him with his own hands?" ”

Ling Shuiyan said: "It's easy to kill a person, but it's hard to destroy a person, what I want is to let the world know his true face, since he has confessed, whoever does it will do it." ”

Nan Tianyue stared at Ling Weihan tightly, this beautiful child was white and pure, he tried hard to find the shadow of Shui Yue on her face. Ling Weihan was uncomfortable by him, bent down and picked up the sword and said to Nan Tianyue: "Draw the sword, today is not your death, you are my death." ”

Nan Tianyue actually showed a satisfied and comfortable smile on his face, he really pulled out his sword, lowered his head and said: "Young man, I have drawn my sword, what a high honor it is to defeat the master of the Martial Arts Alliance, come on, come and kill me." ”

Ling Weihan frowned: "You are seriously injured now, I am not challenging you, honor has nothing to do with me, at this moment I am only for my mother and only for revenge!" ”

Nan Tianyue smiled: "Your mother likes hibiscus flowers the most, help me bring a branch of the most beautiful hibiscus flower to her grave next spring." ”

"......" Ling Weihan was stunned, she didn't expect him to say this, he was different from the face of the enemy she had imagined millions of times. In these days lurking in Mingyue Villa, Ling Weihan had always thought that Nan Tianyue's humility and politeness were due to hypocrisy, but today it seemed that he was still a little frank.

"Wei Han, don't listen to his rhetoric, do it quickly!" Ling Shui Hookah shouted.

"Yes!" Ling Weihan froze and raised his sword to stab at Nan Tianyue.

"Poof-" was the sound of a sword sinking into the heart.

Everyone froze, looking at everything in disbelief, and two birds burst into the sky from the forest with a pop.

Ling Weihan looked down incredulously at the tip of the sword on his chest and the blood staining on his clothes. When she looked back, it was Nan Zhixuan's tearful face and her hands on the hilt of the sword.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wei Han, he's my father......" Nan Zhixuan's voice was sad and painful, she was Wei Han for the first time she was worried about someone, but now she had to end her life with her own hands.

"Ah——— slightly cold!" Aunt Jia suddenly let out a burst of shouts, she swooped over and pushed Nan Zhixuan away, hugging Ling Weihan tightly, "It shouldn't be you, it shouldn't be you!" Child! ”