222. Jade bells
Since seeing each other is parting, it is better not to see each other. It's just that God makes people like this, playing with the world.
Mu Chujin took out a hard and cold thing from Mu Yanjun's arms, and when he looked at it, he didn't expect it to be a jade bell. In the moonlight, it is crystal clear and pure in color.
Mu Chujin handed it over mechanically, with tears in the corners of his eyes. Then, he looked at his brother blankly, as if he could come back to life if he looked at it like this.
At this moment, her heart can't even hurt anymore.
Unconsciousness, so to speak.
Even if she were to kill her at this moment, she would not object.
The heart is dead, and it is greater than everything.
Jingle Bell –
The breeze blows and the bells make a crisp sound.
Feng Rongxue's nerves trembled, and she looked back at the white and bright little thing. The head went blank in an instant.
"Queen Mother, why did you make two bells for the jade craftsman?" The child in the brocade robe tilted his little head and asked, his eyes dark.
"Rui'er, come, the queen mother will hang you around your neck." The noble woman did not answer, but carefully put it around her son's neck, and by the way, kissed his little head, and her eyes were full of love.
"Queen Mother, what do you say, what are you doing!" The boy shook his mother's arm and asked, looking playful. A pair of black eyes are full of curiosity, and they look like they will die without asking.
"Alright! The Queen Mother tells you. The woman was so entangled that she said, "It is for your brother, and the queen mother has a baby in her belly." ”
"Ahh It's true! The boy froze, then jumped up excitedly. So I'll have someone to play with! Oh...... Great! ”
……
Feng Rongxue covered her head, her face pale. He trembled, knelt down, and kept denying: "It's not like this, it's not like this......"
Liu Baifeng smiled sadly, closed his eyes, and tears slowly left down his cheeks.
Drop by drop fell on the back of Mu Chujian's hand, Mu Chujin turned his head sluggishly, looked at Feng Rongxue who was kneeling on the ground and howling in pain, and his expression blinked slightly.
When she turned around, Liu Baifeng had already fallen softly beside Mu Yanjun, her face as white as paper. She reached out, but she was out of breath.
There was only one bell, which was thrown on the ground, and lay there quietly, and when the wind blew, it rolled out of the curtain for a long time......
It's far away......
Looking at the girl in front of her who wanted to cry but couldn't cry, Hua Xiangjian's eyes flashed, restrained the discomfort in her heart, and said lightly: "If you want to cry, cry out, I'll lend you a shoulder to lean on." ”
For a long time, the people around him did not move, as if they had forgotten to move, and their dark eyes just looked at the cold corpse on the ground, looking at it without blinking, and their pupils were wide open and red.
Hua Xiangjian looked distressed, and pressed Mu Chujian's head his shoulder. Mu Chujin did not struggle, he was very obedient, as if he was a puppet at the mercy of others.
"Mu Chujin! If you want to cry, cry out! Don't hold back! Hua Xiangjian suddenly said loudly, and kept rubbing Mu Chujian's stiff and numb back with her palm, trying to pass on some warmth to her, but she was cold, like ice cubes, without any warmth.
Mu Chujin still didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes, but his breathing became more and more rapid, and his cheeks were red, as if he was about to lose his breath.
"Mu Chujin, you cry, I beg you, it's okay, it's okay to be weak for the time being. Mu Yanjun is dead, already dead! Hua Xiangjian kept shaking the thin body in his hand and roared loudly.
"Ahh "He's dead...... Brother's dead......" she muttered, as if trying to make sure the news was true.
Hua Xiangjian hugged Mu Chujian's trembling body and hugged her hard, hoping that she would feel warm, her whole body was cold, and it seemed that her soul had died with Mu Yanjun, and now she finally cried, and finally became a little angry.
Mu Chujin pinched the things in her hands tightly, she didn't know what the Dao was, she just grabbed it with her own heart, as if she could hold her precious things in this way. Ah Di is dead, she has nothing left, and no one cares about her as much as Ah Di anymore. Her world world collapsed, and from then on, there was no longer a young man named Mu Yanjun in the world of the world, and no one called her Sister sweetly from now on.
Nothing!
Nope!
She raised her head, looked at the dark sky, and laughed uncontrollably, the tears of laughter flowed, and her eye sockets were too small to carry the tears she shed for a while, so the swelling was painful, as if a knife was forcibly cutting it.
"Chu Hibiscus ......" Hua Xiang Jian read, constantly comforting, and his heart was like a knife cut.
"Ahh
Because, from now on, she will never be able to shed tears again.
She has never been stingy with cheap things.
Feng Rongxue stood up, looked at the men and women hugging not far away, and slowly picked up the sword from the ground, he didn't say a word, slowly turned around, and walked up the steps.
He walked to Su Yunxi's side step by step, called "Queen Mother", and then stood quietly to the side, without a trace of superfluous emotions on his pale face, as if he was dead.
Su Yunxi stared at the people around him, only to feel that he was getting quieter and quieter, and he was becoming more and more incomprehensible. She didn't know what Feng Rongxue was so anxious about just now, she thought that he was regretting killing Mu Chujian's brother, and in the face of Feng Rongxue's call, she just said "um".
In the white clearing, under the moonlight, the cyan figure was still lying quietly on it, as if asleep.
Liu Shuiyan stared at it, her lips couldn't stop trembling, she bit her lip, bit hard, there were blood beads flowing down her lips, she didn't feel pain, it didn't hurt at all, there were red marks on her wrists, bruises and purples, she didn't feel pain.
She only knew that Lu Dao was hoarse, calling her husband over and over again, she really wanted to run over and hug him into her arms, she really wanted to go......
She writhed so hard that she would be willing to cut off her feet and crawl over for now.
"You said, you accompany me, how can you leave me here alone, Mu Yanjun!" Liu Shuiyan cried bitterly, her hair fell down, fell on her shoulders, and kept shaking.
"My good sister, do you want to go over?"
A seductive and magnetic voice, with a hint of a chuckle.
"Yes!" Liu Shuiyan shouted irrepressibly, raised her head, and her eyes were suddenly happy. "Brother!"
The man in the ice blue shirt walked over slowly, his expression was unknown, only a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold.
Seeing the people coming here, Liu Shuiyan hurriedly said: "Brother, hurry up and untie me, I want to see Mu Yanjun!" Brother, do you know the way? Mu Yanjun was killed by Feng Rongxue! Killed by Feng Rongxue! ”