Quietly watching Murong Zixuan move slowly towards him, Mu Yan secretly clenched his fists. And Xia Yifeng over there was also puzzled by Murong Zixuan's actions.

Now Murong Zixuan can't do anything, can he?

Laboriously arriving in front of Mu Yan, Murong Zixuan raised his head, smiled lightly and looked at Mu Yan. The pale face and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth reflected each other, making Murong Zixuan look embarrassed.

Frowning slightly, Mu Yan stood in place with a cold gaze. Looking at the dazzling blood marks on the snow that Murong Zixuan climbed over. Listening to Murong Zixuan's hoarse voice, he said to himself, "I don't remember anything, it's good." Mu Yan's heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

With a sadness on his face that he couldn't hide, Murong Zixuan tried his best to keep the corners of his mouth up, staring at Mu Yan intently. The images of memories flashed in Murong Zixuan's mind little by little, making him feel so relaxed before.

Things became the way they are now, and Murong Zixuan's heart knows better than anyone else that it was all caused by him. However, from the moment he killed Mu Tong, he no longer had the right to choose.

The words that Mu Tong said before he died often surrounded Murong Zixuan's ears, and even made him unable to sleep peacefully at night.

She said that she finally knew why he couldn't fight Xia Yifeng.

She said that if she had the life to return alive, she must expose his hypocrisy.

She said that even if he got Mu Yan for a while, he would definitely not get Mu Yan I.

Murong Zixuan couldn't forget these words, and he couldn't forget Mu Tong's expression when he looked at him at that time, and he couldn't forget his emotions when he was angered by Mu Tong. No one has ever insulted themselves so badly, and no one has ever denied their efforts so affirmatively.

Is it for a momentary pleasure, or is it really stimulated by Mu Tong's words? Murong Zixuan couldn't figure out his heart. The first time he lost control and killed a person, and it was Mu Yan's sister. It's just that when Murong Zixuan came back to his senses, Mu Tong was no longer breathing.

During this period of time, every step he took, Murong Zixuan's heart was counting. With his temper growing and his ambitions growing, thoughts that he had never had before began to appear in his head. These ambitions sustained him, but they also made him afraid to face them. He didn't get anything he wanted, but he lost more and more. Give up your self-esteem, give up your personality, give up everything you had before. Murong Zixuan no longer knew where he could go back if he stopped all this. Where, it will be his place.

Yi Xuan country? That's Xia Yifeng's territory. Even if there is a family there, even if there is a family property that can make you worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. But one day when Xia Yifeng was there, Murong Zixuan understood that he would not have a good life.

He can't wander the rivers and lakes incognito all his life alone, he doesn't have that free and easy heart. Design made Mu Yan come to Cangming country, and design made Mu Yan forget everything. Looking at Mu Yan's confused gaze, the smile on the corner of Murong Zixuan's mouth deepened a little.

Lowering his head, Murong Zixuan quickly put his hand into his arms. His move made Mu Yan in front of him suddenly alert, and Xia Yifeng, who was not far away, immediately rushed in the direction of the two.

Without waiting for Murong Zixuan to make other moves, Mu Yan had already involuntarily taken out his weapon of self-defense and opposed him. When he saw the white powder in Murong Zixuan's hand, Mu Yan moved his body and turned behind Murong Zixuan with lightning speed. Then he kicked him to the ground mercilessly.

Exuding a cold and resolute murderous aura, Mu Yan and Xia Yifeng stood side by side. The dagger in his hand was ready to attack at any time and kill Murong Zixuan in front of him. But Xia Yifeng's actions and his desire to kill Murong Zixuan. But it seems to be much more determined than Mu Yan.

Ignoring Mu Yan's surprised gaze and the sentence "don't" blurted out, Xia Yifeng unexpectedly snatched the dagger from Mu Yan's hand, then took a step forward, took advantage of the situation and dragged Murong Zixuan who was lying on the ground up, turned his body over with his backhand, and faced himself and Mu Yan.

A cold light flashed under his eyes in an instant, and Xia Yifeng sneered and slashed Murong Zixuan's throat with a dagger. Seeing the blood constantly spurting out of Murong Zixuan's neck, Xia Yifeng smiled evilly: "This time, I want to see if you will come back to life." ”

Lying on the cold snow, Murong Zixuan, who was miserable, felt that his life was disappearing little by little, but the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

His gaze fell straight on Mu Yan's face, and Murong Zixuan struggled to raise his arm, wanting to touch the face that he hadn't taken a good look at for a long time.

silently looked at Mu Yan's slightly frowning eyebrows, and between his eyebrows, there seemed to be a sadness that could not be dispersed. Murong Zixuan couldn't help but feel a little proud of Mu Yan, who had always been expressionless with outsiders, or who smiled calmly. Even if he forgot everything, Mu Yan still couldn't let go of the fact that he was about to die, right?

Panting in pain, Murong Zixuan used all his strength, looked at Mu Yan with great calmness, and then said softly: "In the next life, I hope that the first person you meet will be me." ”

Standing in place with a stiff body, Mu Yan looked at Murong Zixuan in front of him condescendingly, listening to him say the words that made her heart extremely depressed. Mu Yan suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he didn't stop Xia Yifeng's actions just now.

Why did he say such things to himself before he died?

Looking at Xia Yifeng beside him helplessly, Mu Yan lightly opened his lips and thought about it, but he still swallowed the words in his heart. Looking at Xia Yifeng's actions towards Murong Zixuan just now, it was not difficult for Mu Yan to guess that he hated Murong Zixuan in his heart. In this way, Mu Yan wanted to ask Xia Yifeng about Murong Zixuan, which seemed a little too naïve.

Xia Yifeng stared at Murong Zixuan with cold eyes, and when he noticed Mu Yan looking at him, he reached out and took Mu Yan into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Let's go." ”

The suppressed feeling in his chest made Mu Yan's breathing a little uncomfortable, and he slowly left Murong Zixuan's side with Xia Yifeng's footsteps, Mu Yan kept turning his head and staring at Murong Zixuan, who was getting farther and farther away from him.

Murong Zixuan, who was lying in a pool of blood, kept smiling. After meeting Mu Yan's eyes for a moment, Murong Zixuan slowly closed his eyes. He was afraid, afraid that he would be reluctant to see Mu Yan and reluctant to leave this world.

His lips squirmed and he said a word to Mu Yan in the distance, and after Murong Zixuan chuckled twice, he twisted his head to the side weakly, quietly waiting for death to come......

[After a day and a night in the hospital, my body couldn't stand it. You can save it to watch, or you can vent your dissatisfaction. The annual meeting was held on the website on the 18th-20th, and I was going to Beijing for a meeting. It will still be kept one more per day. The rest, come back and talk about it. The readership is 170044807, and if you don't know when it will be updated, you can add the group. I'll let you know in the group after every update. 】

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