"Su Muxue, you are the patron saint of Zifeng! Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, kill the king and rebel, you will be punished! Su Yue hugged the last partner beside her, Feng Xi's corpse, her eyes were instantly scarlet and stained with bloody yin, and her expression was so sad that she was torn apart as if she had been torn apart by someone.

"Su Muxue, you are in vain!" The tall figure bowed its head decadently in the sadness of the whites of his eyes gradually congested.

It turned out that everything was traceable, and all his close gestures were just to deceive his trust and win the national defense map of the imperial capital.

The father-in-law died because of her, the royal brother died because of her, the father and the princess all died because of her, and even the person who had just determined his heart died because of her.

And the culprit of all this is the young god of war in front of him, who is dressed in a silver robe, standing proudly, and once loved by everyone in the emperor's capital, Su Muxue.

Su Yue collapsed in an instant, all his beliefs collapsed, and the world in front of him was all bloody. Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the cold ground.

Su Muxue didn't say a word, indifferently looked down at Su Yue, who was questioning him heartbreakingly, his hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress his anger.

"Look, the cycle of cause and effect, you! will eventually be spurned by all people. Su Yue raised her head and laughed, and her fierce gaze finally locked on Su Muxue.

He looked at her and forced a smile, desolate and frustrated, his voice trembling and hoarse: "Gu Lanxuan, I'll accompany you." The corners of Su Yue's eyes were scarlet, and her whole body was trembling with grief.

Such a look of despair was something he had never seen before.

She slashed herself with her unrelenting sword, and the scarlet splash fell on the lifeless face of the man in her arms. Add a touch of desolation to that paleness.

Su Muxue's body shook violently, and it was too late to step forward to stop it.

The nameless rage rushed straight overhead.

In her eyes, resentment, nostalgia, rejoicing, and relief flashed, and she had no regrets.

"Obsessed!"

The person in front of him had loved and loved each other, Su Muxue looked at this crazy person with a cold eye.

"Accompany him? Don't you think! Su Muxue strode forward, lifted Su Yuemeng, who was still warm, and hugged her into her arms.

Feng Xi, who was pierced by ten thousand arrows, lost support, was depressed and broken, and lay alone in a pool of blood.

Su Muxue couldn't tolerate Su Yue's closeness to any man, even if it was a corpse, he wouldn't allow it.

"Drag it to feed the dogs!" As soon as Su Muxue gave the order, she hugged Su Yue's body and strode into the imperial capital.

On the throne is the former emperor who has long since died, Su Yue's father.

Su Muxue put a red hijab on Su Yue's miserable face: "Do you think you can escape me if you die?" You are my man until you die. ”

He supported and controlled Su Yue, and in this silent and bloody imperial capital, he worshipped heaven and earth to Su Yue's father.

He had already been mad to the point of outrageousness, and in the darkness Su Yue heard a voice full of resentment.

"I want him dead!"

Immediately followed by Su Muxue's call: "Tang Ying, Tang Ying, wake up, ......"

Su Yue opened her eyes suddenly, and when she saw Su Muxue's face with the help of the faint firelight, she pushed him away in horror.

Su Muxue was pushed by him on the freshly bandaged wound with one hand, and suddenly gasped in pain.

Su Yue gasped for breath, she was still immersed in that real dream, and the pain experienced by the original owner when she killed herself made her shudder. She pulled out her dagger, aimed her sword at Su Muxue, and said fiercely: "Don't come here!" ”

Su Muxue didn't slow down for a while, and only opened her mouth in a low voice after a while: "I won't go over, I just want to help you deal with your wounds, but you seem to have a nightmare, so I woke you up." ”

Su Yue found out that this was a dim cave, probably for fear of attracting the attention of the pursuers, Su Muxue only lit a small fire, close to Su Yue, for lighting and heating.

The silver needle on the leg could no longer seal the pain, and Su Yue realized the severity of her leg injury, and slowly withdrew the dagger before dealing with the injury on her leg.

"Need me ......"

"No, you don't." Su Yue interrupted directly, she didn't want to see Su Muxue at all now, first pulled out the silver needle on her leg, and then went to pull out the arrow.

Gritting her teeth and pulling it out hard, her face turned pale from the pain, but she didn't let out a moan, which drained all her strength. Su Muxue hurriedly brought her the herbs she had picked nearby, Su Yue raised her eyes, glanced at him coldly, and took it angrily.

"Turn around!" Su Yue coldly ordered, and Su Muxue did so.

Su Muxue didn't know what was wrong with her, obviously she didn't reject herself so much, why did she wake up with a look of deep hatred?

He just felt that a woman's mind was really unpredictable. Probably because of the injury, he thought she was in too much pain and lost his temper.

Su Yue raised her eyes to look at Su Muxue's back, and said coldly: "Give me your hand." ”

Su Muxue now had a bad premonition when she heard this, but she still obediently stretched out her hand.

Su Yue neatly tore open her trouser leg and used a dagger to cut off the white rotten flesh from the wound, the pain was unbearable, and she bit his arm when she opened her mouth.

The defenseless Su Muxue almost exclaimed, he covered his mouth tightly, for fear of attracting those black-clothed people, so he could only let Su Yue bite hard.

After dealing with the wound and applying the herbs, Su Yue remembered that there was no bandage that could be used to tie it.

She held the herb down with her hand and then asked, "Is there a rope?" ”

Su Muxue held the bleeding arm in her arms, and subconsciously touched her chest when she heard her inquiry.

After rummaging for a while, there were only a few white cloth blood maps, and the blood maps really became blood maps.

The blood stains from the wound on Su Muxue's chest directly soaked the map, and all the lines on it could not be seen clearly.

His pupils contracted suddenly, he pinched Bai Bu's hand for a moment, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Su Yue's eyes full of despair, all the hard work of these days was in vain.

Su Yue was also slightly stunned, and then sighed helplessly: "Providence is so." ”

Su Muxue was unwilling, and her long eyelashes covered the loss under her eyes. He hated why he didn't protect this blood map, this is the hope of the soldiers of the north! It's Zifeng's hope!

Looking at Su Yue, the two of them were so embarrassed for this map, and he suddenly smashed a fist in anger on his face.

Su Yue rarely saw him lose his temper like this, and only felt extremely hypocritical.

Su Muxue regretted it, but now that he had lost the map, he couldn't do anything about it.

Simply tore the map into long strips, turned around and fixed the herbs for Su Yue and bandaged the wounds.

Then he asked softly, "Is there any injury other than the leg?" ”

"Nope." Su Yue still replied coldly, Su Muxue didn't say more, sat a meter beside her, lowered her head and didn't say a word.

Probably tired and trying to conserve his strength for tomorrow's journey, he closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

(End of chapter)