Mu Jiu looked at Wei Xue indifferently, there was no trace of warmth in her eyes, Wei Xue looked firm, and would never let Mu Jiu kill.

Mu Jiu glanced at Hua Yin, she did have a murderous heart for this person, and now it has not diminished, she is not so reluctant to let him go like this.

Hua Yin got up covering his wound and knelt on his knees: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, Hua Yin is willing to follow her for life, listen to the dispatch, saddle up and horse, and never complain." ”

He had a cooperative relationship with Mu Jiu before, she provided him with everything he wanted, and he saved people for her, he always thought that his status as a member of the Hua family was high, and he thought that everyone else wanted to seek his medical skills, and everyone would win and treat him as a guest, but now it seems that he is still ridiculously proud, and his life is like an ant in their eyes.

Mu Jiu didn't answer him, but he didn't make a move on him in the end, and turned to leave.

Xiao Qingyu finally rode a horse to beckon, but Mu Jiu was not there, look at the crumbling snow, and then look at Hua Yin who was lying on the ground: So, is she going to unload this person now with eight or eighteen pieces?

Wei Xue hurriedly stopped her dangerous thoughts, and looked at Hua Yin on the ground: "As long as you have no qualifications to follow your master, you can leave, but I can guarantee that if you leave here, within three days, you will definitely die, and there are countless people who are willing to become the master's sword." ”

Xiao Qingyu helped Weixue to leave, and glared at Hua Yin fiercely.

Hua Yin: The threat of "......" is really heart-wrenching, devaluing him to worthless, but he can't refute it, and the effect is obvious.

Hold on to this, swallow two life-saving pills, this is a wilderness, but no matter what, let's go back to the villa first, he doesn't want to die that day.

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Although there was no real killing, Mu Jiu had murderous intent in the end, and she also saw blood, and her internal force was disordered, which made her taste the taste of bloody rust in her mouth, but it was not particularly serious.

Mu Jiu returned to Wei Ce's side, looking at Wei Ce, who was still lying there motionless, and couldn't help but admit the fact that it was impossible for him to come back, and everything about her was just a dream for Nan Ke.

"Is it painful?"

"Sort of."

"Hate me or not?"

"How can I hate you?"

Mu Jiu couldn't quite figure out what Wei Ce's soul wanted to tell her, or what she was expecting in her heart, she knew that he was in pain, but she still wanted him to live, or wanted him not to hate her.

"Daddy."

The anger in Mu Jiu's heart suddenly disappeared, except that the shell was hot, and the inside, it was cold to the bone, and there was no temperature anymore.

People can't be resurrected after death, and things against the sky are difficult to achieve after all, she is heartbroken, but she also knows that she has no power to return to heaven at this moment, what can she do? Do you still let Wei Ce lie here? Let him be drugged for another seven or eight years, or is it better to refine him directly into a puppet corpse?

Oh, for the sake of her selfishness, let him not be at peace after death, he has been tossed for eight years, is it going to be tossed for another eight years? Destined not to stay, destined not to come back......

Her obsession finally turned into nothingness.

Probably the dream that Wei Ce gave her at the end was too beautiful, after the anger dissipated, she was only tired, she Mu Jiu, the lonely star of the sky, was destined to be alone for the rest of her life, relatives or something was too luxurious for her, she shouldn't have it.

"Wei Ce, I'll let you go......"

Afterlife...... Don't meet again, marry a virtuous wife, have a lovely and well-behaved daughter, and don't meet a devil like her again.

Mu Jiu asked Wei Mu to prepare a Nanmu coffin, asked them to change Wei Ce's shroud, and put him in.

Mu Jiu lay on the coffin, took one last look at Wei Ce, covered the coffin himself, found someone to find a feng shui treasure, and buried Wei Ce in a plain way.

Eight years of obsession, but in the end it dissipated lightly, just like that dream, not real at all.

These days, Mu Jiu didn't say a word, the whole person was silent except for silence, but everyone could see that she was overly sad and forgot the pain, and the whole soul seemed to be sucked away.

Mu Jiu has never been able to fall asleep, the whole person looks haggard, and in the end, he can't see it in the light of the snow, so he lights incense and forcibly lets Mu Jiu fall asleep.

Mu Jiu dreamed again, and dreamed of Wei Ce again, it was the street of Yandu, she was only five years old at that time, Wei Ce returned triumphantly, the prince took her and Yinlun to greet her, Wei Ce came with a soldier on horseback, a silver armor shining brilliantly in the sun, he turned over and dismounted, even the prince didn't care, he ran directly towards her, his hands were open, extremely heroic: "I'm back, come over and let my father hug me." ”

She is very arrogant and unwilling to go over, what is the public hugging?

But Wei Ce didn't care, he had long been accustomed to Mu Jiu's coldness, laughed, picked her up, took off the helmet, and kissed her on the forehead, and the beard was stubbled and made her hurt, but he was extremely happy, and put her directly on his neck.

Wei Ce's love for his daughter is known to the world.

At that time, Mu Jiuduo hated himself for being a small group, being bullied by Wei Ce, rubbing the circle and pinching flat, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't run away, it was just too annoying, but after losing it, he realized how happy he was and how much he wished he was still so young, Wei Ce was still there, and he could be so unscrupulous and coquettish.

There is such a person who can love you and spoil you wholeheartedly, without asking for anything in return, just because you are his child, as long as you are well, how happy.

It would be nice if she didn't have the memory of her past life, forgot the past, and was just a little baby, just Wei Ce's daughter.

People are often like this, they don't know how to cherish when they have it, and they regret it after they lose it...... And how?

Open your eyes, the white top account, the dream is beautiful, but this is the reality.

Mu Jiu got up, picked up his coat and prepared to wear it, as far as the eye could see, it was all snow-white, Mu Jiu had never felt that white could be so dazzling and annoying.

"Light snow."

Weixue walked in: "Master." ”

She didn't use sign language anymore, she had taken Hua Yan's medicine, and Hua Yin had also helped her mix it up these days, although her voice was still rough, it wasn't so bad, and she didn't want to use sign language anymore.

Mu Jiu threw her coat to her: "Go and change the color for me." ”

Wei Xue looked at the white clothes in her hand and understood.

Mu Jiu's clothes are all light colored, and most of them are white, Weixue turned over the bottom of the box to turn out a purple dress, the smooth brocade dress embroidered with large mandala flowers, gorgeous and heavy, she remembered that Mu Jiu didn't like this dress very much before.

Tentatively held the clothes over, Mu Jiu glanced at it, and put them on without any opinion, the clothes are the style of Yan Guo, there is no degree that the placket can not be seen from the neck, on the contrary, Yan Guo's style is open, and the clothes are also relatively sexy, and even among the nobles, it is popular to seal the waist and have a low neck, and you can see a large collarbone.

And Mu Jiu's body, the wide robe unfolded at will, revealing the collarbones on both sides, she didn't comb, her hair was still scattered behind her head, she was indifferent and lazy, her eyebrows and eyes were sharp, the arc of the rise, her eyes, her indifference, and the coldness of seeing through the reincarnation of all beings, if she was like a god, this was the real Mu Jiu.

Wei Xue hadn't seen a smile on Mu Jiu for many days, and it would be difficult to see it in the future.

"Light snow."

"Yes."

"Prepare to go back to Yandu."

Mu Jiu is not a good person, nor a bad person, he is also good and evil, he is not a virgin nor a white lotus, evil, bad, cold, ruthless, ruthless, ruthless, conspiracy and trickery, and he uses all means to achieve his(╥_╥)goal........ I shouldn't be humanely destroyed when I write such a heroine, right?

Or ask for tickets, let's not be festive, just ask for tickets.

(End of chapter)