Four

Qin Hua didn't want to return to the comfortable realm that she had created, her face was slightly angry, and she pushed away the once gentle and familiar big hand that Mu Langjun grabbed her wrist.

"Don't touch me, now I can't tell whether you are a human or a ghost, familiar or unfamiliar, whether what you have said and done is true or false! ”

At this time, Mu Hengyin didn't know what was blinding his heart, and he couldn't hear Qin Hua's aggrieved cry at all.

dragged her back, Qin Hua was already thin, and she couldn't catch up with Mu Lang's pace at all, she was unsteady and fell to the ground, Aya quickly grabbed Mu Langjun's arm: "No matter who you are, please let go of Hua'er first, why do you want to be strong?"

Mu Hengyin was annoyed and ashamed: "I am also something that a lowly person like you can touch?"

Then he waved a palm right in the heart of the old man, and mortals couldn't eat the true cactus wind at all

He was knocked down on the courtyard wall, stumbled into the corner of the stone steps, and spat blood from his mouth and his eyes were black.

Qin Hua rushed to Aya in a hurry to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and yelled at him with tears: "He is my Aye, and I can also be born cheap, since this is the case, why are you and I worthy of being husband and wife?"

She couldn't believe that the cold and calm but gentle person she liked the most, the person who accompanied her to catch fish, hunt birds, plant trees, and pick flowers,

The man who had worn his palms to put her on a swing was so perverse now?

Then he was indignant and angry.

Even so, Mu Hengyin still had no joy or anger on his face: "Hmph! Okay! Do you still want to turn over the sky? If you don't go with me, then I will want him to die a good death, and his soul will be scattered!"

"You!"

She knew that with Mu Langjun's supernatural powers, she would definitely be able to do what he said, so she picked up Aya and asked, "If Aya is safe, I will go back with you." ”

"It's easy!"

With a flick of his arm, Aya not only healed all the injuries on his body, but even his hair and face returned to the appearance of being in his twenties.

"This is my greatest mercy to you, let's go!"

She held Aye's hand tightly, and said goodbye with tears in her reluctance: "Ayemo wants to remember Qinhua, don't you have my daughter!

followed behind Mu Hengyin step by step, as long as she stepped out of this courtyard gate, she no longer belonged here, and she could only let go of her reluctance.

She Aya didn't want to be hurt by the strength of the youth, so without thinking about it, she picked up the firewood knife on the ground and slashed at the man in front of her daughter like crazy, fantasizing about fighting with him.

"Don't ......!"

Mu Hengyin had insight into the world, and pulled out the phoenix falling cangyan from the jade pendant, and the blue fire flickered and dazzling, penetrating through Aya's chest, and then he waved his arm and lowered his head.

Blood dripped like red rain on the cheeks, neck, arms, and clothes.

Then the corpse was engulfed in flames and turned into a handful of black ashes, which was blown away by the cold wind and permeated the heavens and the earth, no matter how she collected it, she could not gather it, even if she knelt on the ground and cried, she could not buy Aya's life back.

Sobbing and lying at Mu Hengyin's feet, he begged: "Please, can you return my Aya?" I don't want anything, go with you, and never come back in the future, please, okay?"

"The first time you looked at me with such sad eyes, the first time you spoke to me in a begging tone, I loved it. However, you also know that people can't be resurrected after death, and no one can!"

"You...... Yes...... Ahh

The white snow added an extra puddle of red, staining her skirt and socks.

The colic pain in the abdomen was unbearable, and the beads of sweat and tears the size of the bean made Qin Hua look very embarrassed. Looking up at the person who was once so close to her with despise at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, he exhausted all his strength to hug his legs, still begging bitterly: "Mu Hengyin, if you still have a little conscience, please save the child in my womb, he is still so small and fragile." Even if you don't like me, please be kind to him. Let him...... Let him ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Hua couldn't support it and fell headlong into the snow.

She slept for two days, and when she woke up, she found that she was still lying on the bed at home.

"Where's the kid?

Qin Hua asked Mu Hengyin, who was sitting beside him, and wanted to hear an answer that comforted him. Hengyin pointed to the puddle of meat in the wooden basin next to the bed and asked, "You said this rotten meat is a child?"

"What? ...... you"

Disappointment, grief and anger hammered Qin Hua's heart, and he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma again.

Mu Hengyin indifferently rubbed the heavenly fire and burned the wooden basin and the under-adult baby inside, and there was no concern.

Picking up the unconscious Qianghua and returning to the barrier he had created.

She woke up silently in his Hengyin arms, and pressed lifelessly against the man's chest, seeing that there were still birds and flowers here, and smoke curling.

Qin Hua's body was weak, and he didn't even want to say a word, but he could feel his abdomen bulge slightly, and a faint beat tugged at the tip of his heart. The child is still alive in the belly, and there is a little relief in the pain, it turns out that he is still there!

Qin Hua She has always been depressed, and she is getting thinner and thinner, Hengyin is busy going hunting alone, lighting fires, cooking food, and no longer using immortal methods, just to please her.

Helplessly, the revenge of killing her father can not be avenged, and she is depressed, but for the sake of the child in her womb, she can only endure it, and if she gives birth to a child one day, she will definitely take him to escape from the shackles of this cage.

The bulge in the abdomen is getting higher and higher, and the body is becoming more and more inconvenient,

Even so, Qin Hua still weaves cloth all day long, and picks up the small clothes that have not had time to be done in the basket and continues to sew them, every stitch and thread has her strong maternal love, the neckline is carefully ironed with a gold bucket, the tie must be comfortable, and the cuffs can be put away. You can only use the stupidest way to divert your mind from your misery by toil.

Otherwise, the eternal once happy family that appeared in front of her, the scene of Aya's tragic death, A-Niang's cold tablet, and the child who seemed to be real and blurred flesh and blood.

In this way, the clothes were sewn one after another, the silk was tied one after another, and the shoes were one pair after another.

Covering the child's little clothes on her face, she enjoyed the last bit of beauty in her life, but she never expected that even the beauty of this point would be defeated by reality.

Blindfolded, Qin Hua could no longer feel the child's movements, and there was no longer a round and bulging abdomen.

"Hehehe! It's all fake! I'm so stupid that I believe his illusion again. ”

I suddenly feel that life is hopeless, and it is disgusting to be alone in this false place.

He took off his shirt and stared at everything in the room, his heart aching.

Walked to the cabinet and turned out the short knife that Mu Hengyin was lying in it, grabbed it tightly, got up angrily and rushed out of the house, cutting people when he saw them, some men, women and children, regardless of relatives and neighbors, could cut and kill one person with three or five knives, until there was no one alive in the whole village. Don't want this false world, false Langjun, false affection, false you and me.

Laughing and crying is the most painful!

Carrying a knife, stepping on blood, stepping on countless corpses.

Walk to a stream and take out the clothes of the child in your arms and wash it, and don't let the dirty blood stain your pure heart.

Hang your garment on the branches, watch it be blown by the breeze and be illuminated by the sun, as if you have escaped from this evil life.

Sitting on the grass for a long time, she smiled, and opened her eyes with her hand to try to poke the tip of the knife at the eyeball, but the short knife turned into a flower, and it didn't work at all.

"That's good!" she covered her eyes and pressed the tip of her knife against her eyelids, and sure enough, the sharp aura of the blade spread throughout her body through the eye-covering handkerchief.

Qin Hua successfully poked her two eyes blind, I don't know how much courage she has to be so cruel to herself, and now even pain is an extravagant hope.

I have forever left myself in this world where there is no other voice, and there is desolation all around him. I can no longer see the green meadows, the fragrant gardens, the cool rivers, the warm township, the unborn child and the man I once admired.

In fact, Mu Hengyin knew everything Qin Hua had done, but he just watched silently, and he didn't stop how to stand up and appease, and let her angry slash and kill others wantonly, and belittle herself.