The smoky eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, plum blossom makeup, the woman who came with a trace of delicateness, but like a cold plum in the winter wind, weak and strong.

The pale red group dragged on the ground, and the woman swayed towards her, and everyone was shocked for a moment.

Lu Hong and the others were very familiar with this face, but at this time, Xia Sha was on the side, but they didn't know if there was someone else under this face or Su Yan'er came back from the dead.

Xia Sha's fingers were clenched, and her face turned pale, as if she had guessed what the God of Wealth Pavilion was going to do to her.

Duan Feiyang, the master of the Feiyun Hall, stole her mask, and the thousand-faced fox Xia Sha was beaten into a prototype, and she could no longer pretend to be Mrs. Su;

The outcome between the theater and the God of Wealth Pavilion is still unknown, but she has lost everything.

Few people in the world know that the root of Shao Zhengye's dream weaving technique lies in the demon mask, and after wearing the mask, his memory is completely different from that of ordinary times;

Fang Cai's unfamiliar glance illustrates this point.

"Smoke",

Sure enough, seeing Su Yan'er walking in steps, the murderous aura in Shao Zhengye's eyes gradually disappeared a little, replaced by a kind of clarity, and a trace of confusion, and his footsteps couldn't help but approach Su Yan'er.

"The city lord is careful, this person is different",

Lu Hong frowned, and hurriedly reminded.

It's just that it was too late at this time, and he saw Su Yan'er smile coldly, and the sleeves of his shirt moved slightly, and two silver lights did not enter Shao Zhengye's heart.

A sword pierced the heart, and two broken swords pierced through the heart, leaking from the back, and blood bubbled in an instant.

"Shaojun",

Xia Sha's fingers trembled suddenly, the sword that pierced her heart Shaozheng Ye still didn't feel pain, but her heart seemed to be pierced, and she only felt pain in her heart.

Shao Zhengye under the mask seemed to be unconscious, but the confusion in his indifferent eyes was heavier, and the red flowing from his heart came into his eyes, awakening the long-sealed memories in his mind.

That night twenty years ago, and this night was so cold and windy, the courtyard of the Su Mansion was full of fire, blood flowing, and the woman he loved was lying quietly in his arms, and the blood flowed down her heart.

She said this to him weakly, and with each word, a foam of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she would not stop.

She said: "Xiao Ye... So far... Say what... It's useless......",

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, as the daughter of the Su family... I didn't have a choice... That's fine... Without my restraints, there would be no more in the world... No one can stand in your way, I don't resent you, I don't hate you... Just wanted to say sorry to you... It was I who turned that innocent boy from Yishan into a... The Great Devil's... If there's another life, forget about me... Never step into... Theater... Su Family...",

The voice became weaker and weaker, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Tears also burst out of the eyes under the mask of the evil ghost, the flames soared into the sky, and the scene of blood flowing in the sky continued to emerge in front of him, the memory of twenty years ago impacted his dream weaving technique, making him have a headache, Su Yan'er's face also kept appearing in front of him, occasionally flashing Xia Sha's appearance, but in the end, the dream weaving technique still gradually suppressed the long-sealed memory, and the cold murderous aura filled the heaven and earth again.

Su Yan'er noticed that something was wrong, pressed the hilt of the sword with her palm, and pushed forward to break his heart, but before the strength of her hand could transport Shao Zhengye's protective aura, it came out on its own, and the huge torrent of aura pushed her out.

She flew straight upside down like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into the wall behind her with a "Peng".

Shao Zhengye's eyes showed an unbearable look, he pulled out the two short swords pierced in his heart, broke them in four pieces casually, and ran the elixir of longevity, and the wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Whoosh",

Behind the courtyard wall of the Warm Incense Pavilion, another figure fell, a strange man in a black robe and carrying a coffin on his back; his whole body was hidden in the darkness, his face was also tightly wrapped in a veil, and his whole body exuded a dead air.

"Seven Demon Shaojun Shaozhengye, worthy of the name, Yan'er, let's go",

Jumping on the eaves on tiptoe, he glanced at Shao Zhengye with burning eyes, and the provocative color was unobstructed, but he didn't stay long, and disappeared into the darkness out of thin air.

Su Yan'er also listened to him very much, and when she heard him say that he was leaving, she smiled, flew up, passed by the heavy eaves like a butterfly, and then disappeared outside the Nuan Xiang Pavilion with him.

"Whew",

The cold murderous aura flew like the ice and snow of the cold winter, and seeing that Su Yan'er actually followed the strange man, Shao Zhengye, who was still confused, suddenly boiled with murderous intent, and the cold murderous aura was surging like a tide;

As soon as he stepped on one foot, the bricks and stones under his feet turned into powder, and his body moved and rose vertically, chasing after Su Yan'er, and his body was several times faster than that strange man.

"Shaojun, Shaojun",

Xia Sha was also shocked by the murderous aura, the hairpin on her head fell off, and a few strands of hair fell down, but she didn't have time to tidy up, staggering to catch up with Shao Zhengye.

But how could she catch up with him with her body? Seeing that Shao Zhengye was getting farther and farther away, and there was only a small black dot left in the air in the distance, Xia Sha grabbed her fingers and took out the snow phoenix flute from her sleeve.

Over the years, she has been wearing Su Yan'er's mask, accompanying Shao Zhengye as Mrs. Su, smiling, and her every move is similar to Su Yan'er back then;

She came up with a wonderful idea, Shao Zhengye is very elegant, the piano is good, she often accompanies her to tune the piano, play the phoenix flute, Shao Zhengye likes the poet Li Bai, she composed a song "Autumn Wind Words".

This is her self-composed song, often played with Shao Zhengye, the two of them stroked the piano and played the flute, it was the harmony of the piano, like the mandarin ducks crossing their necks, this is a good memory of Xia Sha and Shao Zhengye, not Su Yan'er, so he thought that as long as she heard this song in the future, the first thing her beloved would think of was Xia Sha, not Su Yan'er, who only existed in a dream.

At this time, she played this song "Autumn Wind Words", the tune is tactful and resentful, like a woman slowly confiding her heart to her sweetheart, so in love and so afraid.

She was afraid that he would forget herself, that he would leave her, that she would abandon her in exchange for Mrs. Su's position and be taken away like this.

The figure in the distance had clearly heard the wistful and gentle tune, and she saw his figure froze slightly.

But it was only a moment, and the next moment he disappeared into the darkness in a flash.

When the figure disappeared, tears overflowed her eyes little by little, and she suddenly burst into tears.