"Uh......" Li Jinshan paused in amazement, and then spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood from his mouth, and then fell to the ground, killing him with one move.

"Master, how are you, master, wake up, wake up, wake up, don't scare the concubine......

Huo Yu watched Li Jinshan die in the hands of Ming Jingxuan, he was already panicked, and his whole face was already pale. Hurriedly knelt down and shook Li Jinshan, who was spitting blood, and shouted in a panic, but Li Jinshan was already unconscious, and even his heartbeat was gone.

At the moment, there are not many guards in the Li Mansion, and I am afraid that the people who ask for rescue may not be able to arrive, so she can only kneel down towards Ming Jingxuan, and keep kowtowing to him with an earthy face, and begging for mercy in a trembling voice: "Master Xuan, Master Xuan, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong, please be a lot, forgive me this time!"

"I know it's wrong, I really know it's wrong this time, please don't kill me, don't kill me. If you are willing to spare my life, I promise to be a cow and a horse for you in this life, please!"

"Get out of here!" Ming Jingxuan kicked Huo Yuman mercilessly, looking at her greedy and afraid of death, he said coldly and disdainfully: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, all this is your retribution, you killed Qinglian, do you think I will let you go?" Oh, let me die!"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger again, and fired three shots in succession, hitting Huo Yuman's heart directly.

"I ......"

Before Huo Yuman could say half a sentence, blood overflowed from her mouth, she struggled a few times, and finally fell to the ground, out of breath.

These two well-dressed beasts, the root of all evil, were finally solved by him with his own hands.

Ming Jingxuan lowered the arm holding the gun and exhaled softly, a desolate look flashed in his eyes.

The great revenge has been avenged, the beloved has passed away, and there is no nostalgia for this world for him.

"Who dares to trespass into the Li Mansion?"

Immediately after hearing a sound of footsteps outside the house, he learned that it was the guards of the Li Mansion who had come to the rescue, so he did not stay here for long, and immediately left Li Jinshan's bedroom, went out of the door, and climbed out from the place where he had just entered.

Since the guards were far away and no trace of him was found, he left the Li Mansion without any problems. He hurriedly left the Li Mansion, and under the cover of the heavy twilight, he returned to the shore of the Shuiyue Lake.

After getting rid of those wicked people, there is no longer any nostalgia in this world, perhaps, this is his final destination.

He looked at the leisurely clear water, took a deep breath, his eyes showed a touch of determination with a sad meaning, and said in a deep voice: "Sister Qinglian, I did it, I have killed those two wicked people who harmed us and we can't finally become dependents, and I finally avenge you."

"From then on, no one in this world could stop us from being together. Finally, I can go down with you without any worries."

He turned around again and looked at the towering tree, his hand caressing the oath they had carved on it.

"Ming Jingxuan, Song Qinglian, Jun is a rock, concubine is Pu Wei, the two hearts promise each other, and love this life."

"With Shuiyue Lake as evidence, I wish that in this life and this life, I will hold the hand of my son and grow old with my son."

The king is regarded as a rock, and the concubine is regarded as a pampas reed. How beautiful was the most romantic and pure love in the past?

With Shuiyue Lake as a witness, I am willing to pray for a lifetime and grow old together, but in the end, I can only turn into vain.

This young man who is a couple of people in his life belongs to the most satisfying expectations of lovers, and in the end, he will eventually turn into ashes and disperse......

Love starts from Shuiyue Lake, love is set in Shuiyue Lake, love ends in Shuiyue Lake, and finally the soul returns to Shuiyue Lake. Maybe all this was doomed from the beginning!

Ming Jingxuan stroked the place where the names of the two people were engraved on the tree, a deep pain flashed in his eyes, and he said gloomily: "Sister Qinglian, you once said that your favorite song is "Peacock Flying Southeast" that I sang, and you said that your favorite is Jiao Zhongqing's love for Liu Lanzhi who lives and dies, so you regard Jun as a rock and a concubine as Pu Wei, as an oath for the two of us."

"You said that we are only rocks and reeds, not Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi who are both martyred, but in the end, we have not escaped their fate after all. It's just that we didn't understand it at the time, Rock and Pu Wei are Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi, since we are Rock and Pu Wei, how can we escape such a fate?"

"But it's okay, since you are like Liu Lanzhi to go to Qingchi, then I will go with you, in this life, I will never change my feelings. Sister Qinglian, you wait for me by the Sansheng Stone, and I will go to you immediately. If we can't sleep together, we will die together, and from then on, no one will be able to separate us."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope we can be a pair of carefree and free carp, amphibious and under the water moon lake, and never be separated from each other."

As he spoke, he took out the small carving knife from his pocket, and carved it deeply on the trunk of the tree one by one, as if each stroke was carved with a deep determination, and the love and hate carved into the bone marrow.

"Life is not the same as death in the same cave, I am willing to go with Qing, turn into a green carp with Qing, live under the river, and never say goodbye."

These words carved into the depths of the trees carry a lifelong attachment, but also the most helpless pain, but also the true feelings that will never change, life and death go hand in hand.

He gently put the carving knife back, looked at the words carved on the tree, closed his eyes deeply, and was silent for a moment.

After a moment, he opened his eyes again, and untied the sachet embroidered with lotus flowers and decorated with rose petals that he had tied close to his body, and gently tied it to the ancient tree, hanging it with the sachet she had tied.

The green and green trees, the vine branches, the slender trunk branches, inlaid with two delicately embroidered tassel sachets.

The breeze hit, and the two sachets swayed with the breeze, scattering the rich fragrance all over the sky.

The two sachets that are tightly snuggled up, just like in the past, he and her who snuggled up to each other, the handsome boy and the beautiful girl joined hands with each other to compose a half-life story.

Looking at the two sachets swaying in the wind, it seems to have returned to the old days, when he and she met and fell in love.

He took a soft breath and said deeply, "Since you and I can't stay together when we are born, let these two sachets carry the strong love of you and me, and in this earthly world, the fragrance will flow for a hundred years!"

He turned around again, step by step, with the determination that will not change in this life, walked to the edge of Shuiyue Lake, looked at the leisurely river, and said deeply: "Sister Qinglian, Brother Xuan, here!"

He jumped and fell into the gurgling water, without hesitation, without hesitation, without reluctance to the world, as if the long clear water was the destination of his life.

The river soaked his entire body, and he knew the nature of the water, but he didn't make any struggle. Let your body sink and sink in this river.

When you sink to the bottom of the river, you will never be separated from her forever.

"Brother Xuan, you're here!"

In the confusion, I seemed to see her simple figure.

She is still so pure and beautiful, still combing a pair of lovely braids, wearing a simple short cloth skirt, and a pair of autumn silhouette eyes, pure without a trace of impurities.

The beautiful appearance was the same as before, not infected in the slightest, no pain, no sadness, only the innocent smile on the face. It seems that everything is still quiet, and there has been no pain and vicissitudes.

"Sister Qinglian, is that you, are you here to pick me up?"

"It's me, Brother Xuan, I'm here to take you away."

She smiled peacefully, the two pear vortices on her cheeks, like lotus flowers waiting to bloom, were so beautiful that nothing in the world could compare with them.

She gently stretched out her hand to him: "Brother Xuan, let's go, let's go to a place where there is no pain and no sorrow, and from now on, no one in this world can separate us."

Looking at her pure smile, his heart bloomed like a hundred flowers, he held her slender hand, and said happily, "Okay, Sister Qinglian, let's go, let's leave here and belong to us."

We will never be separated in the future."

A pair of beautiful people snuggled up to each other, clasped each other's hands, looked at each other deeply, and their faces were beaming with joy and happiness. Just like in the old days, the warm and beautiful appearance of teenagers and girls strolling on the street corners of the capital.

In an instant, the brilliance of all things in this heaven and earth was solidified. There is no sorrow, no pain, no separation, only the hand of the son, and the love is deep.

"Brother Xuan, Qinglian will always be with you in the future, and she will never be separated from each other since."

"Sister Qinglian, as long as there is a place for you, it will always be my home......

The twilight is sinking in the west, and the cold wind is passing. Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, and from the dim sky, a dashing autumn rain fell.

The continuous autumn rain kept falling, covering the murmuring Shuiyue Lake with a light veil, and the frost in the sky fell into the Shuiyue Lake. Pity this pair of amorous people, the pure girl and the handsome young man, both died in the water moon lake.

The murmuring water and moon lake, still rippling and clear microwaves, consumed all the dust in this world. The two tassel sachets hanging from the treetops swayed in the wind, rippling the fragrance in the sky.

The lingering love has come to an end, and since then there has been no Ming Jingxuan in this world, and there is no Qinglian.

A pair of lovers, love is due to this, love is set to be here, and finally, the soul returns here, composing the edge of the water moon lake that has been entangled for half a lifetime.

This poignant story of a lifetime written by this pair of beautiful people with their lives came to an end on the shore of Shuiyue Lake.