Hongliang's figure became more and more vicissitudes, and the cold air that came out of his body almost covered the breath of life.

Zhu Beichen's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't believe that this was the high priest of a prestigious clan, and now he would fall into such a miserable end, and the two of them still had the nominal status of master and apprentice, although he had never taught himself anything.

Zong Zheng Qingrong said with a deep sigh: "The witch Gu ram and cosy in Tibet will definitely not, girl, you are still too kind-hearted, you shouldn't let those women go." These are all poisonous hands of them, and there will be no shortage of blood soaked in their hands. ”

Zhu Beichen's eyes were full of feelings, what did he come here for.

But if you don't break into the Blackwater River, all of this will still happen.

He held Hongliang's cold hands and asked, "I can call you master now, what do you want to say to me?" ”

Er Lei signaled with tears in her eyes, Hongliang's time was running out, and he couldn't say a few words or say too much when he was in the body at a low temperature.

Hongliang rolled his eyes and confided with difficulty: "I ~ want to know, three thousand ~." ”

Er Lei naturally understood the old man's meaning the most, and continued to express the rest of the content: "My grandfather wants to know, how did my brother die, is it really you~?" ”

She was a little afraid to ask this sentence, and it was difficult to accept that Zhu Beichen killed her brother, but Sanqian did indeed die in the dust cleaning pool, and there was no third person at the scene.

Now that Miao Jiang's affairs are coming to an end, and all the causes will end during this time, the old man is eager to understand all the causes and effects before he dies, perhaps so that he can make himself have no regrets before he dies.

The hearts of everyone in the bedroom were full of desolation and tears, Zhu Beichen pondered for a moment, slowly recalled, and said: "Whether you believe it or not, I have always dared to take responsibility for doing things, but I really didn't kill three thousand, and there is indeed a third person in the dust cleaning pool." ”

……

Zhu Beichen realized that a familiar aura appeared not far from the dust washing pool, and she always followed, and the moment she entered southern Yunnan, it was like a shadow entrenched behind her, and there was her smell everywhere.

His gaze was a little scattered, and behind the three thousand was a bamboo forest, and the light in the empty bamboo forest was dim, and the outline of the other party was printed shallowly.

"It turns out that you've been following me."

The shadow behind the three thousand was laughing, silent, just revealing the outline of a smile.

The figure's smile was playful and disdainful, she despised life, everything was just a game for her.

And the dazed Sanqian asked rhetorically: "What are you talking about." ”

Three thousand had a premonition before he died, and the carefully prepared selection of the Emperor would not be fruitful after all, and he would die on the road of chasing his dreams, and he had never even seen the back of the Great Witch before he died.

The chill behind his head was already gradually seeping into his back, and Sanqian turned his head irrepressibly.

The picture presented in his eyes was far clearer than Zhu Beichen, and the figure hidden in the darkness in the bamboo forest was Gu Ling, but now no one knows what he saw at that time.

"After Sanqian turned around, he stayed there, and after a long time, I realized that when I pushed him, he had already fallen in a daze." Zhu Beichen recalled that the picture is still terrifying.

Therefore, later, when he explained, he would say: I wanted to save him, but I really couldn't do anything about it.

Zhu Beichen smiled bitterly and asked Han Qingxin, "Did you feel it on the way here?" In fact, she has been following us, and after entering the Blackwater River, I thought she was gone and didn't dare to follow us again, but in fact she is still there. ”

Hiroshi's mind had obviously slowed down a lot due to the low temperature, and he had to struggle to think about a sentence.

Han Qingxin shook her head, she didn't feel that anyone was following her all the way.

Erlei repeatedly confirmed suspiciously: "So my brother's death really has nothing to do with you, so who is that person?" ”

Qiyue and Zongzheng Qingrong's eyes intertwined, and they all recalled the vast power of silence in front of the bamboo tower a few hours ago, and that person had invisibly killed a clan of wizards.

In this process, even their whereabouts were not revealed, which was enough to surprise the two witch Gu powers of the seedling land.

Hongliang's hands trembled and trembled, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and his lips squirmed slightly: "Gu ~ Gu Ling!" ”

Looking back decades later, the familiar pillow person has brought him a completely different feeling, Gu Ling is strange when he reappears, Hongliang has a feeling in the dark, and the husband and wife have been separated forever.

Er Lei looked at Hongliang's eyes and said, "Brother Beichen, did you find my grandmother on Wushan, well, is there something wrong with Gu Ling?" ”

Every scene in Wushan is like a real experience, but everything is like being in a dream, and Gu Ling's figure is gradually no longer real.

"She feels like a dream to me, we have been in contact, but it is like the moon in the mirror, I have never seen a person with death all over her body, I don't think she is a living person."

Zhu Beichen was afraid of this woman, a reason that was not clear, and his memory only stayed in the picture of constantly building a coffin.

The belly of Wushan Mountain has always been a forbidden place for the Heishui River, and in those days a few decades ago, no one knew what Gu Ling had suddenly broken into there for, and even Hongliang didn't know.

The flames burning in the stove in the corner began to dim, and seemed to be affected by the evaporating cold in the room, and gradually showed signs of extinguishing.

"~She's not a woman from our seedling land."

Hiroshi struggled to squeeze out a few words, and his godless eyes seemed to understand the beginning and end of everything.

The woman who had formed a partner with her had actually always approached the Heishui River Miao people with a special purpose.

"Now, I'm sure that ~she~ has been dead for a long time~ dead."

The sad words are reflected in the hearts of everyone in the house, and only the husband and wife who have been with each other for many years can clearly distinguish each other's tastes.

When Gu Ling reappeared, Hongliang had already understood this fact, and what he saw in front of him was just a shell of Gu Ling.

The high priestess of the black seedling died in the world and said his last words, and the tiny flames in the furnace were suddenly extinguished.

Erlei's heart was suddenly touched, her heavy heart suppressed her thoughts, and her mind was blank.

She sadly hugged Hongliang's cold body and cried, "Grandpa~ Grandpa, why did you leave like this." ”

A series of mournful notes echoed in this riverside bamboo building!

The room became colder and colder, and there was endless silence and regret in everyone's hearts, and July turned around silently and turned his back to this scene with emotion.

The most helpless scene in human nature is like this, where a loved one is far away, and he is powerless to remedy it.

No one will take the initiative to say a word of comfort, and all words will pale in comparison.