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"Later, ah......" Tang Xiao smiled bitterly, "I was picked up." ”

……

In that boundless darkness, Mu Xiao experienced the deepest despair in the world, and the pain of loneliness enveloped her, pushing down her psychological defense line as if it were nothing.

Mu Xiao frowned, only to feel that there was a trance in front of him, and there seemed to be a figure shaking constantly. She was suspicious in her heart, and only frowned and stared, eager to see the figure clearly.

Mu Xiao let out a breath of turbidity.

Vaguely, it seems to be a pair of pupils.

It was a pair of dreamlike eyes, different from the darkness around them, those eyes were bright, with a crystal color of amber, which made people can't help but suffocate, and they just wanted to try their best to embrace them in their arms, and deeply and eagerly indulged in them.

It was a pair of eyes that looked like gods.

Mu Xiao gritted his teeth. Slowed down breathing.

For a moment, he felt like he was dead.

Otherwise, how could she see such a magnificent spectacle, so beautiful, so shocking, that fascinated her, fascinated her, overwhelmed her, and made her dizzy.

The owner of those eyes suddenly held out a hand to her.

White as jade, finger-bony hands.

Just like that, she slowly hugged herself into her arms, softly like the moonlight on the horizon, and the light and shallow incomparable feeling made her intoxicated.

Fuddle.

……

"When I woke up, I found that the person who saved me was not a god, but a demon."

The corners of Tang Xiao's lips raised a wry smile.

It was the kind of smile that was very bitter but did not have any regrets, and Murong Xi felt that she must have fallen in love with that blood-stained god.

Murong Xi only raised his lips and smiled.

……

Mu Xiao frowned, her hands and feet couldn't move, she was tied up by cold chains, and the cold and damp feeling hit from all directions, penetrating into her bone marrow, Mu Xiao trembled violently.

She frowned, gritting her teeth and trying to open her eyes.

There was a blur in front of her, her body suspended in mid-air, and there seemed to be a person sitting not far away, that person was extremely handsome, and that person was extremely elegant. Just sit quietly like that, as if everything around me was still.

Underneath him was some kind of magical rustle.

Mu Xiao gritted her teeth and barely looked over, only to see that there was a black cloth under him, and she couldn't tell what it was, and the shining scales were like pools in the sun, which made her stunned.

This......

"Awake?" The corner of the fairy's lips let out a laugh, his voice was gentle, cold and indifferent into Mu Xiao's ears, only to hear the sound of a hem of clothes flying, the man slowly walked towards me, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mu Xiao's cheek.

Mu Xiao's face was cold.

Even her lips were cold.

Mu Xiao only tried his best to look at him, and all he could vaguely see was that the person's white chin was shining in the sun, shining. Mu Xiao opened his mouth, but found that his throat hurt as if he had been cut by a knife.

She swallowed her saliva and tried to spit out a complete sentence: "You, where is this......"

"This is the Netherworld." The man's voice came into her ears, making Mu Xiao's heart panic inexplicably, and her body shook violently, driving the iron chain to make a clanging sound, and beads of sweat appeared on her back.

Netherworld......

She's dead?

Mu Xiao wanted to smile bitterly, why did she feel so cold when she died, and her ankle was still so painful...... Why, she can still feel everything around her.

"Mu Xiao is dead, and it is Tang Xiao who is alive."

She looked at the person who lowered her eyes a little stunned, her delicate amber pupils were full of delicate brilliance, surging constantly, making Mu Xiao's heart thump.

"Mu Xiao has been abandoned by her brother."

"But Tang Xiao is still there." The man slowly pinned her hair behind her ear, his thin lips gently touched her earlobe, and smiled, "I will always protect you." ”

……

Tang Xiao smiled, suddenly stretched, looked at Murong Xi in the prison with an extremely indifferent attitude, and showed a delicate smile: "So, we killed Mu Xiao together and created a Tang Xiao." ”

"I was put by him in that pit full of poisonous snakes, and countless poisonous snakes stuck their fangs into my body, and all kinds of venom in my body bit each other like poisonous snakes."

……

She didn't know how long she had been through, she didn't know how many wounds she had, she didn't know how uncomfortable she was, she just floated quietly in it, let herself be silent in everything, and then wake up.

changed from Mu Xiao to Tang Xiao.

With the poison all over her body, she became friends with the snake, walked all the way along the Tang River, and under the guidance of that man, she became a girl who could talk to the gods and became the high priest of the Later Tang.

Throw away the former surname.

She's just Tang Xiao.

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"Do you hate Mu Qing?" Murong Xi's voice was faint, and he only raised his eyes to look at the girl who was full of sadness. She never knew that the girl in front of her had gone through everything so complicated.

She gradually changed from being innocent in her youth to being an emotionless and sluggish existence.

Her heart was soaked in venom.

The corners of Tang Xiao's lips raised a smile, and the memory returned to the time when he traveled with Mu Qing again, if he hadn't gone out with Mu Qing because of his curiosity in his youth, then she wouldn't have experienced so much.

Now, in fact, everything is related to herself.

It was fate that chose her.

Tang Xiao shook his head: "I don't hate him." ”

"But Mu Xiao hates him."

"So I'm not going to help you." Tang Xiao looked straight at Murong Xi in front of him, a smile rose at the corner of his lips, reflecting the blood-red sunset above his head, and the once delicate and lovely girl had long since disappeared.

"Actually, Mu Qing regretted it." Murong Xi raised his eyes and looked at Tang Xiao.

I saw that she suddenly froze in place, did not speak, only smiled bitterly and shook her head, looking like she didn't believe it at all. She clenched her fists, grabbed the railing of the prison tightly, and looked over with angry eyes: "Why do you say that! Why do you say that! ”

"If he regrets it, why didn't he come to me!"

"Do you know how desperate I am!" Tang Xiaoda opened a pair of eyes, and her whole body shook several times unconsciously, and the feeling she had used was used in one go, as if thousands of code words kept climbing up her spinal cord.

The chill came from all directions.

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and the big ones fell drop by drop, mixed with the mud and sand.

"I shouted at him a hundred times, why did she ignore me?!" Tang Xiao snorted coldly, raised his hand violently to wipe the tears on his face, looked at the person in front of him fixedly, and said word by word: "Mu Xiao will never forgive him in this life!" ”

"He left me!"

Tang Xiao roared hoarsely, and his eyes were red.

Murong Xi gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything, just let her cry and run away. It was probably the reborn soul that was at work, and Mu Qing's memories always popped up in her mind from time to time.

One of them shocked her.

The young Mu Qing took her sister's favorite wild fruits and flowers back to the carriage, wanting to surprise her sister, but found that the young girl was missing.

He was anxious to look for it, but he couldn't find it, and just as he wanted to get off again, the carriage under him began to return, and Mu Qing stumbled several times before he stabilized himself.

Caring about not being discovered, Mu Qing shouted loudly that he hoped to be discovered, but he didn't want to, the soldiers and ministers who accompanied him were timid and afraid, afraid that Mu Qing would be scolded by the emperor if he knew about it, so he pretended not to hear anything.

Mu Qing wanted to jump out of the car, but because of the instability under his feet, he fell down, and his head hit the table behind him, which made him suddenly dizzy.

After Mu Qing returned to Mu Guo, it was already half a day after he woke up.

The concubine Gao, who was still a noble concubine, glared at her son, a pair of cold hands grabbed his shoulders hard, and a pair of eyes stared at him in front of her, full of fear and anger.

She suppressed the panic in her heart: "Qing'er, Xiaoxiao." ”

Mu Qing couldn't speak for a long time, she only gritted her teeth and lowered her eyes with a white face, her whole body was trembling, her eyelashes were full of water droplets, and she kept trembling.

Concubine Gao only stared at the person in front of her in a daze, and a pair of eyes looked deeply into his eyes, eager to pierce them. Concubine Gao's hand hurt him, but he didn't say a word.

"Xiaoxiao......"

Concubine Gao's voice was soft.

She suddenly let go of Mu Qing's shoulders, took a few steps back, and threw everything in front of her that could be broken to the ground, and then lifted her skirt as if with the last hope, and glared at Mu Qing.

"Xiaoxiao!"

"My Xiaoxiao, my Xiaoxiao!"

"My only child, my Xiaoxiao!!"

Concubine Gao wept bitterly, squatting on the ground and banging on the floor with no image at all, choking in her mouth, the whole person was crazy, never realizing that her son was standing quietly aside.

A small face is tangled together, it is clearly a face that is about to cry, but it is so stubborn.

- Xiaoxiao!

- My Xiaoxiao, my Xiaoxiao!

- My only child, my Xiaoxiao!

I'm your son, too.

Since that day, Concubine Gao has never smiled at Mu Qing again. In her eyes, her son was just a tool for her to gain glory and wealth. She forced her son to be the most perfect being.

Murong Xi only felt a pain in his heart, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

She slowly exhaled a cloudy breath and let herself lie down slowly, closing her eyes.

On the last day, the person who came was what she expected.

It's Tang Xuan.

The son of the king.

Tang Xuan only looked at her quietly, her body was still the clothes of the altar that day, and her face was a little haggard, as if she had been working hard recently. Murong Xi pursed his lower lip and didn't say much.

"Tomorrow will be the third day."

"yes, I know."

"Aren't you afraid?"