Chapter Seventy-One: The Night Is Killed
Before he had time to think about it, he had already fallen to the ground, although his back hurt from the fall, but it was nothing at all, much better than the broken arm and leg he had imagined. Without even taking a breath, Du Yuan ran towards the Qingwang Mansion. Skimming through the mountains and forests, sweeping across the river, his body became light for no reason, just a cup of tea, and the person was already standing in front of the gate of the Qingwang Mansion.
However, Du Yuanyuan's heart sank in an instant.
Under the pitch-black sky, the Qingwang Mansion was dead silent. The lanterns hanging from the eaves were dark and dreary, swaying in the night wind. As far as the eye can see, there is no life.
Don't......
A fear that had never been felt before hit him, and he mustered up the courage to push the door open with a force, and the sight that met his eyes was so that he almost didn't shed tears.
It seems to be true.
There were no more night watchmen shuttling back and forth, and there was no longer the white-bearded old man with a snake-headed cane, and the huge palace was empty and full of ruins.
Du Yuanyuan's mind was empty all of a sudden, and he moved slowly and stiffly towards Mo Qingye's dormitory.
Perhaps, maybe he was just beaten back to his original form and recuperated in the hot springs, yes, it must be.
What humans are best at is self-deception, Du Yuanyuan bit his lip and ran through the empty dormitory to that Mo Qing night because of love. Looking down, the tranquil light of the water reflects the stars in the sky, and there are no waves at the bottom of the water, and the sky is empty.
Du Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the pool, and smiled bitterly, Mo Qingye, maybe he is really gone.
However, even if he dies, he will die only when he sees his corpse!
Du Yuanyuan's mood fluctuated and turbulent, almost crazy, and he jumped up and rushed out of the Qingwang Mansion towards Wanshou Cave.
He wants to ask Bai Wei and Xue Qiantu to understand!
Whether it was a thorn grass cutting his ankle or a vine cutting his arm, he didn't realize it, and not far from Wanshou Cave, he met those little red umbrellas again. They seemed to stay near the cave night and night, and the darkness shimmered with a bright red light, "Look at you, isn't that the Lady of the Green King?" ”
"Yes, yes, ma'am."
The little red umbrellas surrounded Du Yuanyuan with great interest, but he still had the mind, and said angrily, "Get out of the way for me!" ”
"Madame is angry."
"Madame is not pleased."
"Don't you want the king, ma'am?"
"I'm sick of it! Get lost! Du Yuanyuan kicked away the little red umbrella, when people are extremely depressed, they are prone to violence, the little red umbrella scattered, whispering something, and then hid behind the tree on the side of the road. Du Yuanyuan's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he strode into the Wanshou Cave, and before he could enter the hole, he shouted, "Bai Wei!" ”
Then, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he poked at the entrance of the cave and stared at it in amazement.
"This, you, you're back!" Bai Wei got up from the chair, kicked open the empty wine jar and rushed to him, slammed his chest hard, his eyes full of sadness, "It's late!" It's a pity that it's late. ”
"He," Du Yuanyuan could barely say the words, "where is the body." ”
At the same time, Xue Qiantu, who was drunk at the same time, also walked over slowly, "Brother Xian, woo woo." ”
"What are you crying about!" Du Yuanyuan dug at him fiercely, "Let me ask you, where is Mo Qingye's body!" ”
"Woo, I'm not sad." Xue Qiantu wiped his tears, and suddenly he was stunned, Kaba looked at Bai Wei with his eyes, "Corpse, what did he say." ”
"What do you say I'm talking about!" Du Yuanyuan was grief-stricken, clenched his fists tightly, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "If you live to see people, you want to see corpses when you die!" ”
"What! What did you say! When his words fell, Bai Wei was suddenly stunned, grabbed Du Yuanyuan's shoulders and shook him vigorously, and shouted, "You said Qing Ye is dead!" When was this! Immediately, looking up to the sky, sad and indignant, he said word by word, "It's only been a few days, and you're no longer there!" Qingye, blame me for my humble mana, powerless to save you! What's the use of a friend like me! The words fell, one hand in front of his face, and he cried bitterly.
Du Yuan was stunned, shook him and said, "You said that Qingye didn't die?" You speak! What are you all crying about! Can crying solve the problem? ”
"Woo woo, good nephew." Xue Qiantu held his hand with a sad expression, "He didn't die two days ago, who did you listen to, he has passed away, woo, poor green night, the sky has no eyes!" It's not good to take anyone away, but I took him away, I think he hasn't even tasted the taste of personnel, woo woo......"
Du Yuanyuan shook off his hand and held the corner of his forehead, and after a while, he changed from a virtuous brother to a virtuous nephew...... "I also heard that he died!" Who said he was dead! ”
"Huh?" Bai Wei was stunned, stuck his eyes, and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Are you hearsay?" ”
"Nonsense." Du Yuanyuan sighed in annoyance, "I listened to what Fu Lingxiao said." ”
"It turned out to be the grandson." Bai Wei gritted his teeth, and the bones in his hands rattled, "It's him!" It's a miserable night. ”
"Where the hell is Mo Qingye! How is it now, can you tell me! Du Yuanyuan was impatient and shouted.