Xuanyuan Mo's heart was as painful as a knife, just because of a deception, didn't she even want her life? The ink-colored figure leaped, dived into the lake, and swam towards Ling Wushuang.

In the water, her hands naturally stretched out, and the whole person was like a red lotus, suspended in the water, her eyes were closed, and her face was soft.

Did she just go?

No, no, she can't leave him and leave! With a lift, Xuanyuan Mo swam to Ling Wushuang's side, grabbed her waist, and hurriedly printed his thin lips on the bloodless lip flap to help her breathe.

When the moon is in the sky, the sky is full of pouring, one after another, like falling snow, flying flowers, dancing alone in the night.

Feeling the warmth of his lips, Ling Wushuang's eyes immediately opened, and the light in his eyes jumped, even in this dimly lit lake, it seemed so bright and dazzling.

She stared at Xuanyuan Mo for a moment, then twisted her head to the side and pushed Xuanyuan Mo away from her.

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were painful, and he grabbed Ling Wushuang's waist with one hand and pressed her head with the other, preventing her from breaking free from him and leaving him.

And he thought about continuing to ventilate for Ling Wushuang.

Anyway, just as his lips were about to cover the bloodless lip flap again, a stinging pain came into his brain, and then the red blood streaked out along the place where the two of them met the lip flap, and floated out in all directions.

Her gaze was full of anger, yes, her gaze was no longer empty and confused, but gassing with flames.

Why? Why did she look at him like that?

He was just helping her, and if he wanted to deceive her, so far, it was only King Lu. He is the night, he is now the owner of Qingfeng Building, shouldn't she look at him with the empty and confused eyes before, and then stare at him with hatred and angry eyes now? Xuanyuan Mo's heart was very confused, he didn't know what to do next?

Her lips are so cool, but so sweet.

The chaotic mood made him irritable, and then, his eyes shot out a fanatical light, staring at Ling Wushuang's gaze, his body suddenly turned, raised Ling Wushuang's jaw, and went deep.

This wen was deep, it was fierce, it was what he longed for many times in his dreams.

Fierce, deep, as if to crush her in his arms little by little, into a part of his body.

Ling Wushuang was furious, and her cold gaze was completely reflected in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes.

Although the man holding her kiss wen, the light in his eyes turned from pain to heat, and then pain, but he looked at her tenderly, but with such a gaze, she only felt disgusted, and only felt that it was a sarcasm for her.

Sarcastically sarcastic that she was stupid, so stupid that she didn't see his disguise clearly!

Using all her strength, Ling Wushuang broke free from Xuanyuan Mo's shackles, and the whole person quickly jumped out of the water, shouting at Xuanyuan Mo who was out of the water with her: "Get out!" This angry shout was Ling Wushuang shook out with the internal force of his whole body, and suddenly the entire lake exploded, and the water splashed and rolled, rolling up thousands of waves, and slammed towards Xuanyuan Mo.

Xuanyuan Mo's body suddenly trembled, and the tremor became more and more intense, and his eyes were full of pain as he looked at Ling Wushuang.

"Get out!"

Ling Wushuang let out a hoarse shout again, lifted his body, and jumped onto the shore.

Her heart hurts, more than the moment her mother died!

Behind her, Xuanyuan Mo jumped out of the lake and stood opposite her.

"Are you going to lie to me?" Ling Wushuang looked at Xuanyuan Mo, the light in her eyes was particularly painful, she asked him to admit it in person, admitting that he was King Lu.

Xuanyuan Mo was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't know what to say.

What did she mean by that? He lied to her? Could it be that she knew? Know his dual identity?

Tears ran down Ling Wushuang's cheeks, slowly dripping, she didn't want to cry, she really didn't want to, but the crystal in those eyes couldn't help her, the corners of her mouth trembled, and said, "King Lu is you, and you are also King Lu, do you know?" I feel so heartbroken that you lied! Ling Wushuang said and raised his hand to press it on his mouth, "This is here, it is here, the pain is unbearable." If you don't trust me, why don't you abandon me with a letter of resignation on the day of the wedding? Yes? ”

"No, it's not like that!" Xuanyuan Mo eagerly explained, "You admit it, admit that you are King Lu, my husband, aren't you?" Hehe! Take off your mask and let me see! Ling Wushuang's voice was very helpless, all the speculations were about to be revealed at this moment, what should I do? What the hell is she going to do? He's her mother-killer!

After a long time, Xuanyuan Mo raised his hand and removed the jade lotus mask that covered his face, and there was a thick pain and pain in his eyes.

The moment the mask was taken off, Ling Wushuang's eyes suddenly changed, glaring at Xuanyuan Mo angrily, and then his true qi flowed, and the Star and Moon Soul Chasing Sword hidden in his sleeve lit up in the moonlight, "So far, what else do you have to say?" If it weren't for you, would my mother have left me? If it weren't for you, would I be the biggest fool in the world? If it weren't for you, would I have become the stranger I am now? ”

Yes, now she feels alien to herself.

Wise and decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless, where did she go when she made a quick decision? Now she sheds tears at every turn, and anger swells up at every turn, and all of this stems from the man in the ink shirt in front of her.

Seeing him being bullied, she wanted to shed tears in her heartache.

Seeing him being bullied, she would be furious, thinking of fighting back a hundredfold and a thousand times for him.

However, all of this is his disguise, a disguise that he deliberately made in front of people.

She was stupid, believed it and took out her whole heart to him, but she was hurt by her.

That's not all, what makes her saddest is her mother's death, which is inseparable from him.

said that he wanted to avenge his mother, and said that he would stab him.

So, today, let it all be over!

"I really didn't know about that incident at the beginning, if I knew, I wouldn't have had such a tragedy!" Is she going to take his life to avenge her mother? Hehe! As long as she is happy, as long as she is no longer sad, let her go! But what will happen to her and the child once he leaves? Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were full of pain and love, "As long as you are happy, even if you break me into thousands of pieces, I won't say a word." But you have to be strong and live and don't do stupid things again, you know? Thinking of Ling Wushuang jumping into the lake and giving up his life, Xuanyuan Mo's heart ached.

"Show your sword!"

Ling Wushuang's eyes were cold, staring at Xuanyuan Mo, she didn't want him to look down on her, she wanted to avenge her mother by slashing him in the competition between the two.

Xuanyuan Mo shook his head, a smile slowly appeared on his handsome face, and he said softly: "Do you believe in fate?" Without waiting for Ling Wushuang to answer, he said again: "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it." Meeting you and being able to marry you is the best gift God has given me in this life. Pretending to be stupid, I have my last resort, but in front of you, I have a very deep sense of guilt, how many times, I want to tell you, tell you that I am not stupid, tell you that I am the night, but I have been delayed again and again, at first, I don't want you to get involved in right and wrong, and later, with your mother's business, I am afraid that you will leave me, the more I like you, the more I love you, the more I can't say what I can hide from you. ”

"Really?" Ling Wushuang's faint and cold voice drifted to Xuanyuan Mo's ears with the night breeze, "I see that you don't trust me at all?" Or rather, you never thought of me as your wife! ”

"No, it's not!"

Xuanyuan Mo shook his head sadly.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move!" The sword in Ling Wu's hands was one point closer to Xuanyuan Mo.

"At first, I had doubts about you not resisting and marrying a fool who could be bullied by the world, however, that doubt did not stay in my mind for long, because your sincerity, your every move, let me know how redundant my thoughts are, slowly, I fell in love with you, I was always afraid that one day you would dislike my stupidity, think I was not worthy of you, and turn around and leave me. Over time, this sense of gain and loss deepened, and then to the words I just said to you, things have come to this point! ”

"Nanfeng Boy, what should I do? Shall we go up and dissuade our master? Nanfeng and the Four Shadows followed behind the Dead, and when Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo jumped out of the lake, they had already reached the foot of this mountain, they originally wanted to be by Ling Wushuang's side, but they were dissuaded by the Dead, after all, there were some things that they outsiders couldn't interfere with.

Several people's martial arts are not weak, so the conversation between Ling Wushuang and Xuanyuan Mo was clearly heard, Qingying knew that Ling Wushuang really liked Xuanyuan Mo, she didn't want Ling Wushuang to do something that she would regret, so she asked Nanfeng out loud.

"Let them settle the matter between them!" Nanfeng sighed, and continued: "If the matter is not solved, there will always be a pimple in her heart." ”

The old palace master died unexpectedly, and the south wind is not sad, but the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes.

Then again, the identity of the old palace master at that time, the people in Qingfeng Building did not know, and it was their criterion to take orders and do things.

In the process of fighting, dying under the opponent's sword can only show that his skills are not as good as others.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, there is no one who does not know this principle.

"Oh!"

Qingying lowered her head, her mind turning, and answered in a low voice.

Qingying was a little surprised by Xuanyuan Mo's dual identity, but in an instant, she felt nothing.

After all, King Lu's life experience and experience are there.

If you don't hide your strength and don't pretend to be stupid, whether King Lu can survive to this day is self-evident.

The moonlight is like water.

For a long time, Ling Wushuang lost patience in her heart, she didn't want to listen to Xuanyuan Mo anymore, she was afraid, she was afraid that if she listened to it again, she would be soft-hearted and unable to get down, her eyes quickly flashed a touch of pain and determination, staring at the shiny hilt in her hand, the bright white hilt flashed with an elusive light under the reflection of the bright moon, bright and cold, brilliant and ruthless.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and said in a cold voice, "This is what you owe me!" As the words fell, the sharp sword in his hand stabbed at the mouth of Xuanyuan Mo's heart, looking at the red blood, the hilt of the sword suddenly dyed red, and fell to the ground drop by drop, being sucked dry by the soil, Ling Wushuang's angina became painful, "Don't be sad, you're right, this is what I owe you." The smile that overflowed from the corner of Twilight's mouth was very light and shallow.

The night was bleak, and if he turned into a dead corpse because of this sword, what would happen? Can the mother be resurrected? Can her heart be happy? And now that she is crying at every turn, can she change back to the cold and resolute she used to be?

The reason is that he has his own hardships, and he has his last resort, so he will deceive her, and he will really die?

Ling Wushuang thought in a daze, and when he saw the blood that fell to the ground out of the corner of his eye, his whole heart became more and more colic, and then, his chest was bored, and ten thousand thoughts actually arose, and he couldn't sort them out for a while.

The sword in her hand didn't go any further.

Xuanyuan Mo seemed to see something, and immediately raised his hand and grabbed the hilt of Ling Wushuang's sword that was stabbed into his heart, wanting to stab it hard to get another point in order to relieve the hatred in Ling Wushuang's heart.

"What are you doing?" Feeling that the sword in his hand was being held, Ling Wushuang immediately came back to his senses and reined in his true qi, and the Xingyue Soul Chasing Sword, which was penetrated by his true qi, returned to its original state in an instant, broke away from Xuanyuan Mo's hand, and entered Ling Wushuang's sleeve.

"Forgive me, okay? I really didn't mean to deceive you! Xuanyuan Mo covered the wound with his hand and looked at Ling Wushuang with a painful expression.

Forgive? Is she going to forgive him?

If she hadn't forgiven him, what had she just done? Is it unbearable? She couldn't bear to do anything to him?

In this case, what about the mother's hatred? What should she do when she was deceived by him?

"How can I forgive you? Yes? Ling Wushuang suddenly hissed and screamed, her heart was so painful and contradictory, and tears poured down her cheeks.

With that question, the lake was turbulent, like a goose crying ape.

Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were unbearable with grief, she couldn't bear to hurt him, but she couldn't pass the level in her heart, she was contradictory and painful, what should I do? What the hell should he do so that she doesn't break her heart and tears again?

He took a step forward, and Ling Wushuang took a step back, "Don't you come here!" What was the pain and sorrow in his eyes? Suddenly, I felt that my heart was broken, and I asked hoarsely again: "What is it, what is it, so that you will not lie to me and deceive me?" ”

The mountain ghost's night cry is by no means as cold as her cry.

It was the sorrow of all gathered hopes, the great disappointment that no consolation could soothe.

Maybe in Ling Wushuang's heart, as long as Xuanyuan Mo said that he was still an idiot, he was not a night, and her mother's death had nothing to do with him at all, the sadness and disappointment that eroded Ling Wushuang would disappear in an instant, and the smile would reappear, maybe it wouldn't be enough.

However, this is nothing but self-deception!

What has already happened, no matter how powerful you may be, it is impossible to turn it back.

Because, time does not go against the flow for anyone.

Whether that person is a king or an ordinary person, time should move forward, and it will still follow its laws.

The sadness and pain in Xuanyuan's ink eyes were even heavier, and he shook his head and said, "Lie to you, I really don't want to, you have to believe me!" ”

"Believe you? How can I trust you? Believe you, and then let you continue to treat me like a fool? As Ling Wushuang's words fell, the night wind suddenly rose, the bright moon and clear light were covered by the dark clouds, the bright night became dim, dressed in red, standing against the wind, making a hunting sound, the black hair scattered on the shoulders had already dried, and the fiery red clothes were flying together, and the hearts of the south wind and the four shadows couldn't help but be pulled together. "What am I doing for you when I burn my mind for you, for you to kill those who deceive you, for whom I have given all I have? What am I for? Ling Wushuang's accusation, Xuanyuan Mo couldn't answer a word, "What I did was just for your honesty and sincerity, but in the end, what did you do to me, you used disguises one by one to pile up, deceive me, even my favorite mother, ......" Speaking of this, Ling Wushuang choked up and couldn't cry, and after a long time, she continued: "For you, I can't do it, that's because I love you, the love is too deep and deep, I can't use the sword in my hand to kill the lover I love with all my heart, but, from now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, the yellow spring is clear, this life and this life." Never again! ”

"No, you can't! What would I do without you? If you love me, why are you so cruel to me? I swear that no matter where you go, whether in this life or in the next, I will be with you! Xuanyuan Mo walked into Ling Wushuang, pressed his hands on Ling Wushuang's shoulders, looked pained, and said decisively.

"Let it go!" Ling Wushuang shouted angrily.

What beautiful words, however, in her ears, they hurt her heart.

"I'm going to find Mommy and tell her that I broke my oath and can't ...... it" Pushing Xuanyuan Mo away, Ling Wushuang's eyes lost her anger and sadness, and once again appeared empty and dazed, as if the meaning of her life was to immediately find the mother who had left her and repent of her cowardice.

Yes, she was cowardly, she couldn't do it, she couldn't take that man's life and sacrifice her mother's soul.

"Shuang'er, don't go, okay?" Seeing that Ling Wushuang turned around and was about to leave, Xuanyuan Mo ignored the blood gushing out from the wound, and his voice called out in grief.

Nanfeng appeared in front of Xuanyuan Mo at this time.

"Let her be quiet, don't force her!" As soon as the red dress turned around, it seemed that if he was not careful, he would fall to the ground.

It is conceivable that at this moment, whether it is her body or her heart, she has reached the point of exhaustion.

Two people who love each other, because one party has no choice but to deceive each other, and the other party with a strong temperament is distraught, and if it continues like this, it will only make the two of them more physically and mentally tormented.

Give the other party some time, and when the mood is calm, those troubled thoughts and confusion will become clear.

Nanfeng's words made Xuanyuan Mo not say anything more.

said to give her time, but when it came to her mouth, she forced her to forgive him on the spot again and again, and with a bitter smile in her heart, Xuanyuan Mo stood in place with sad and painful eyes, watching Ling Wushuang walk forward with difficulty.

She is really tired, the child in her womb, like his mother, I am afraid that she is also exhausted!

The moonlight was faint, and at some point, scattered raindrops fell from the sky, and Ling Wushuang felt powerless to step on the cotton wool every time he took a step.

Suddenly, her knees went limp and she fell to her knees on the grass.

"Master!"

The four shadows hurriedly stepped forward to help Ling Wushuang get up, "Who are you?" It was just such a sentence that made the four shadows stretch out and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Master, the slave is Qingying! The three of them are Snow Shadow, Phantom, and Flower Shadow. ”

Qingying's eyes were red and swollen, and he squatted down and explained to Ling Wushuang, "Qingying, who is Qingying?" Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mo's heart ached terribly, and he wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Nanfeng's words, "She has been stimulated a lot by you, I will take care of her, and when she is sane, she should be able to explain to you." ”

After finishing speaking, Nanfeng walked quickly to Ling Wushuang's side, suppressed the stinging pain in his heart, slowly knelt down, stabilized Ling Wushuang's body, and said softly: "Shuang'er, Brother Nanfeng will take you away, okay?" ”

Raised the sleeves of his shirt and gently wiped the water stains on his face, but he didn't know whether it was the sporadic rain or the tears.

She was hurt like this for another man, and he, who was also sad, had to hold back the heartache and had to comfort her.

Because he knew that from the moment she didn't remember him, he just wanted her to be happy, no matter where she was, whether she remembered him or not, and even, no matter who she liked.

"Brother Southwind?" Her words were as light as flowers spitting out fragrance, and her eyes were as innocent as childish, but such shallow words, such innocent eyes, still pierced his heart.

At this time, she doesn't know anyone? Is she deliberately trying to forget everyone?

Or is it that in her heart, there has been no him from beginning to end.

Ling Wushuang bit his lip and looked up at the south wind, his furrowed eyebrows barely stretched, and then a faint smile floated.

It seems to be a sweet smile, but it has an indescribable pain, looking at the eyes of Nanfeng and Siying, so gentle and strong.

Nanfeng lowered his eyes and stared silently at the woman looking at him in front of him.

Looking at the smile she showed to her with her head up, for some reason, a trace of panic suddenly rose in his heart, but fortunately, the smile only bloomed for a moment, and the panicked expression on his own face was concealed quickly enough, so that the four shadows did not find anything wrong.

"No, you can't! Momo will be unhappy! I promised Momo that I would only be good to him alone, I only liked him alone, I only looked at him alone, you go away! Go away! Ling Wushuang suddenly pushed Nanfeng with both hands to leave his side, tears fell from the eyes of the four shadows who saw it, and Xuanyuan Mo was not much better, he heard it, heard the woman on the tip of his heart, even when he was confused, he still thought about that stupid him.

"Lord, are you alright?"

Yan asked Xuanyuan Mo with concern.

It's not that I haven't seen the man in front of him cry before, but that is his disguise in front of outsiders, however, at this moment, this god-like man, because of what his lover said, his eyes are red, and there is endless sadness and pain in his eyes.

Nanfeng smiled bitterly and sighed, and was about to say something, only to see that the woman who was gently held in his arms had already fallen asleep.

"Go back to Xingyue Palace."

"Yes!" The four shadows responded, turned around, glanced at Xuanyuan Mo with a complicated expression, turned his head one by one, followed Nanfeng, and walked towards the mountain.

The sky is also strange, just now it was still dark clouds covering the moon, and sporadic raindrops fell, but now it reverted to the bright moon hanging in the sky, and the sky was full of moonlight drifting.

Her body is as light as a feather, her breath is as thin as rain, and her heart is as pure as ice and snow.

The white brocade clothes, flying with the wind, are getting farther and farther away from Xuanyuan Mo.

"Lord, do your subordinates want to catch up and return to the princess?" Looking at the figure that was about to disappear in the distance, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and asked Xuanyuan Mo.

"Nope."

Because he knew that Nanfeng was right, she who was hurt by him needed to be quiet, she needed to clear her thoughts well, if he did anything drastic, I was afraid that he would really never see her again for the rest of his life, and he would never see their children again.

Standing in place, a pair of painful eyes, looking fixedly at the few figures that were gradually moving away.

The whole person, like a tree, a stone, a flowing cloud, a little dark light, slowly emitted his own light, to illuminate the road ahead, so that it is convenient for Nanfeng and his party to walk, so as to silently guard her awakening on the tip of her heart, so as to take away the pain and confusion in her heart.

"Lord, the hour is getting late, you still have injuries on your body, let's go back!" I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours, Xuanyuan Mo just stood quietly, his body didn't move, and he saw that a reddish light was about to rise from the east,

The light flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally opened his mouth to remind Xuanyuan Mo that it was time to leave the foot of the mountain.

Although the sword wound was not deep, and there was no longer blood leaching, in order to be safe, Yan felt that it was still necessary to rush back to the Qinglian Courtyard as soon as possible, and let Qu Lao show Xuanyuan Mo, so as not to have anything bad in the future, but it would be too late.

Xuanyuan Mo retracted his gaze, turned to Xuanyuan, and said lightly: "The sky is about to dawn, there is no reason for this king to wait any longer!" Yan was a little puzzled, and looked at Xuanyuan Mo suspiciously, however, Xuanyuan Mo did not explain to him, but stood with his hands in his hands, facing the morning sun rising in the east.

Back in the Star Moon Palace, the Four Shadows quickly changed into clean clothes for Ling Wushuang, and watched her lie quietly on the couch sleeping soundly without any discomfort, before exiting the inner room lightly and going to the outer room.

"I don't know what happened to the injuries on the prince's body?" Qingying lowered her eyes, the soles of her shoes rubbed against the floor, and muttered in a low voice, Huaying was not happy now, and glared at Qingying and said, "What can I do?" With such a high level of martial arts protection on his body, the master's sword can't hurt him at all! ”

Qingying blinked, raised her head, and pouted, "Didn't I just ask such a casual question, I see that you are angry." Besides, the master is reluctant to hurt the prince at all, don't you see the pain and unbearability in the eyes of the master when he stabs the prince with a sword? ”

"Humph! The master can't bear it, but the prince can't bear it! He clearly knew that the master had taken out his whole heart and gave it to him, and he had deceived the master for so long, if I were the master, I would definitely stab him with a sword! Not to mention, the death of the old palace master has a little to do with him, whoever puts this matter on, it will be uncomfortable, you don't talk to the master, and your elbow is turned out, the master really hurts you in vain! Hum! The words that came out of Huaying's mouth were like a rain of swords, stabbing Qingying sentence by sentence, and at the end, he snorted angrily, turned his head to the side, and no longer sorted out Qingying.