The wine is empty, and the words are not finished.

Xiaolu finished the last sip of the bottle and stared into the distance against the cold wind.

What's behind the fire? The tombstone over there may be more slanted, and the text on it may be darker.

Xiaolu slammed the empty bottle into the tombstone, and the bottle was shattered, and his heart seemed to be even more broken.

Yang Qing stared at Xiao Lu's painful expression and was silent for a long time.

Xiao Lu took a deep breath and spit out again before speaking. "It is said that the son of the poisonous monarch went to the Demon Sect to give a dowry, and he just smelled the wine, and he ......."

"What's wrong with him?" Yang Qing was already looking forward to it.

She really wanted to hear the story, a strange, complex and moving story.

He treats Fluttershy's dog as a ...... and says that he will ...... it well, regardless ......of the wind or rain.

Yang Qing was stunned again, and was stunned.

She couldn't believe that the son of a generation of poison kings was so bad, and if Fluttershy married this man, wouldn't she have to die for eight lifetimes?

Xiaolu didn't finish his words, and he didn't need to finish them, because it was enough.

Speaking is also a kind of knowledge, and it is not good to say it, and it is even worse, he obviously knows the powerful relationship in this.

"So Yahuan ......."

Yang Qing suddenly stared at Xiao Lu, and couldn't help but continue, "So you will throw yourself into your arms and sacrifice yourself?" ”

"Yes."

"Isn't that unfortunate, you say?"

"Yes." Yang Qing said with certainty.

Maybe a lot of people think so, and she's no exception.

No matter what kind of woman meets such a man, it is a misfortune and a torture.

Isn't it admirable that Yahuan endured this torture for Fluttershy?

But Xiaolu said something else.

He was no longer angry, "She's lucky. ”

Yang Qing couldn't figure it out again, isn't this unfortunate? What could be more unfortunate than that?

"She's lucky, and there's one more unfortunate than her."

"Who is it?"

"The son of the poison lord is even more unlucky." The voice of the words was full of a kind of regret, a kind of regret that went deep into the body, deep into the bone marrow.

"Will he be more unlucky?" Yang Qing didn't understand, and she couldn't figure it out.

"When he sobered up, he found that he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything." Xiaolu lowered his head, as if he was sorry for his weakness to raise his head, "He has been played ...... by Yahuan." ”

Yang Qing was completely taken aback and completely stunned.

"Scrapped by Yahuan?"

Xiaolu nodded, as if he didn't want to say any more.

He hugged the knife and saluted, "The gun god is precious, don't leave it at that." ”

Yang Qing wanted to ask a little more, but this person had already left.

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng and sighed, "Did you hear that?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Did you think Fluttershy was unlucky?"

Silent without life.

He hugged Yang Qing and floated up like a light smoke and landed on a dead tree.

There is not a single remnant of the sun on the tall dead trees, and each dead branch is black, slender and fragile.

The lifeless stone statue stood erect, straighter than the gun in his hand.

Yang Qing was secretly surprised, "You can also stand here?" ”

Wusheng was silent, and also covered her mouth.

At this time, two people and two knives suddenly appeared on the side of the fire.

The knife is a golden wire ring knife.

The gold thread on the back of the knife was still shaking, and the silk flashed with golden light.

The men stared at the dead wood, and then at the tombstone not far away, and the spirits trembled, looking very afraid.

"Looks like we're late."

The other nodded, but his eyes searched everywhere, he was obviously much more careful than the person who spoke.

At this moment, the tomb on the side suddenly changed.

The tombstone that had been smashed by the wine bottle suddenly moved, and the sound was not loud, but it was very long.

It was the sound of heavy wood grinding.

The two suddenly looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe it was true.

The only wood here is the coffin.

The two men suddenly stared at the moving tombstone, very tightly, and the hand holding the knife tighter.

The two legs were no longer listening, and they obviously knew what was moving.

Yang Qing's heart was already beating suddenly, and Wusheng hugged her tightly, "If you're afraid, close your eyes." ”

She nodded.

If she really closes her eyes, and if she doesn't look, her heart may not be afraid.

The two stared at the tombstone and moved away, and a cloud of snow slowly crept out from below.

Snow-white hair, snow-white hands, snow-white gown, snow-white cheeks, snow-white eyes, snow-white teeth, everything is snow-white.

This person is Meng Po.

She came out and didn't speak, and she didn't have to speak.

She climbed out and stared at the two knives, staring at them very intently, as if she was contemplating something.

The two knives had slowly retreated, and their retreat was unsteady, and the hand holding the knives was unsteady.

Meng Po seemed to admire their appearance.

"Why are you leaving?"

One person gritted his teeth, the knife flashed, and the figure had floated towards Meng Po, which was the knife that did not speak.

The knife had suddenly reached Meng Po's neck, and it was very fast and fierce.

No matter how you look at it, it is a good knife, and the hand that holds the knife is also a good hand.

At this moment, Meng Po suddenly laughed, and the knife suddenly became twisted and deformed.

It has turned into a piece of iron.

The scrap iron "ding" fell to the ground, and the body was suddenly in her arms, Meng Po smiled and stretched out her tongue and approached this person.

The man trembled a few times, and suddenly he was at peace.

The other stood still and did not leave, as if he could not leave.

Meng Po suddenly came to this man and grabbed him.

She caught this man as easily as an eagle catching a chicken, so skillful and fast.

She suddenly snatched the knife from the man's hand and trembled.

The golden wire ring knife had suddenly broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Meng Po suddenly glared at him and sneered, "What do you want that thing for, come to me, it's useless to bring that thing." ”

Suddenly the man has fallen, and he is powerless to stand up.

Meng Po suddenly grabbed him and threw him not far away, "Let's play a game, okay?" ”

The man didn't nod and stared at Meng Po.

Meng Po slowly floated to not far from him, her voice was even more floating, floating and cold, "Let's play peek-a-boo." ”

This man knows what a game of peek-a-boo is, and he knows how to play it.

"You go hide, I'll look for it." She suddenly stretched out her fingers, which were as slender and snow-white as withered branches, each one snow-white.

The man gritted his teeth, gasping and nodding.

Meng Po smiled, this kind of laughter is easy to make the gums ache, "The child can be taught." ”

The man suddenly moved, and as soon as he moved, he was already frantically looking for a place to hide in the mass grave, and he had already controlled himself.

Yang Qing could hear whose voice it was.

Wusheng stared and poked at Meng Po, and there was no expression in her empty eyes, not at all.

Yang Qing slowly opened her eyes, and she saw Meng Po laughing and laughing madly, following behind that person, constantly following, as if it was very exciting, and as if it was very happy.

Meng Po laughed maniacally, "Hurry up and hide, if I catch you, I will eat you piece by piece, and I won't even spit out your hair." ”

This man was obviously very careful to find a place to hide, but he couldn't seem to find a good place to hide.

Just when he couldn't find a good place to hide, Meng Po suddenly kicked him away, and he flew high like a ball and flew into the distance.

"Little bunny, so stupid, you can't hide and seek."

Meng Po suddenly laughed madly again and followed.

Seeing her drifting away strangely, Yang Qing stretched out her hand and slowly touched her chest, as if she wanted to know if the heart in her stomach was still beating.

"Why does she like peek-a-boo?"

Wusheng stared at and poked at the dark distance, Meng Po seemed to be very cheerful and joyful, and she seemed to have a lot of fun.

"Let's go ask her."

Yang Qing's face suddenly became ugly, and she shook her head vigorously, "It's still ......." ”

She was so frightened that she didn't want to see this man.

"Or don't go?"

Yang Qing nodded.

"You're afraid of her?"

Yang Qing nodded.

"Actually, you don't have to be afraid of her."

"Why?"

"Because she is also a poor person, isn't it pitiful to be here alone?"

"But I ......."

"But you're still afraid, aren't you?"

Yang Qing nodded.

She was already staring not far away, Meng Po had already hugged the man, screaming, laughing and jumping wildly, as if it was very exciting, and the man's eyes were stunned and wide.

Meng Po suddenly threw the man high, and suddenly caught it, and threw it high, and caught it.

"Isn't it comfortable?"

The man did not speak, and his teeth chattered.

Wusheng suddenly floated over like a light smoke, standing like a stone statue not far away.

Meng Po stared at Wusheng coldly, without a trace of a smile on her face, "How could it be you?" ”

Wusheng stared at and poked Meng Po, did not speak, and seemed unwilling to speak.

"You're coming for me?"

Wusheng nodded.

"You're going to duel with me?"

"I'm not looking for you for a duel."

"Then you don't want me to do it?"

Yang Qing suddenly stared at Meng Po coldly, and said coldly, "Crazy woman, be careful that I will get you again." ”

Meng Po sneered, staring at Yang Qing coldly, her body suddenly trembled, as if she was already angry.

She suddenly tore apart the person in her arms one by one, and the torn Ding Ding was shattered, and then she stared at Wusheng, "You want me to ask me?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Then you ask."

"Have you ever received a sum of money?"

Meng Po nodded.

"Is it the money to kill me? Whoever kills me, you're going to hand it over? ”

Meng Po nodded.

She didn't find it strange and didn't hesitate.

"Who gave you the money?"

"I don't know."

Wusheng stared at and poked Meng Po, "Think about it." ”

Meng Po's nose was already pumping violently, and she suddenly floated up and floated away.

Wusheng suddenly grabbed her a few times and pulled her down alive.

She fell heavily to the ground, "You ......." ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing stared at Meng Po and smiled, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, so that is what you said." ”

Meng Po smiled, smiled and suddenly made a move, her fingers suddenly became very long like withered branches, and she held Yang Qing's waist tightly.

Yang Qing screamed.

Meng Po laughed and let go, "I want to know who bought the killer to kill you?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Why should I tell you?"

Without saying a word, he suddenly picked up Yang Qing and no longer looked at her.

Turn around and slowly leave.

"You don't want to know?"

Silent without life.

Yang Qing was already staring at Wusheng, "Are you really leaving like this?" Don't ask her? ”