The First Counterattack Plane: Red Plum Dark Snow Tells Death (Final)

Looking at the little woman who was already silent in his arms, Qin Qing picked up Mo Xiaomo and walked out of the hall, and whispered as he walked around, "From now on, you are the wife of the master, and you don't need to wait until next year. ”

Failing to get the response he wanted, looking at the woman who was already silent in his arms, Qin Qing's cold phoenix eyes raised his eyes to look at the chaotic banquet hall, and said calmly, "Wipe out, not a single one will be left." The Shadow Guard, who had flashed from all sides, received the order and joined the battle with his sword.

Qin Qing's indifferent eyes looked at Qin Yue who was sitting on the ground like a madman without blinking, bent down slightly, picked up the cold sword that was thrown on the ground by Qin Yue on the ground, walked straight over, stabbed Qin Yue in the chest with a sword, pulled it out at the end, threw it to the ground, turned around and picked up Mo Xiaomo and walked out slowly.

Qin Yue stiffened and fell to the ground, smiling lowly, thinking that it would be good to die with her under the same sword.

Qin Lan stopped Qin Qing who was about to leave the hall gate at the gate of the hall, and the man looked indifferently at the man in front of him who was originally moonlit and clear in his memory, but now his eyebrows were no longer clear.

Hearing Qin Lan's accusation, he said, "This is the true love that Allure is looking for?" At the end, she held on to the red window lattice and smiled bitterly, "This is her true love?" ”

Leaning against the door of the temple and sliding down, looking at the black sky where there were still sporadic snowflakes, he smiled dryly, "Hehe, hehehe, is this your choice?" The true love you want to find even if you die? ”

Closing his eyes, it seemed that he had returned to the autumn day in that memory, when he first saw Mo Qingcheng, there was a pair of clear and cunning cat eyes on his black little face, as if such a pair of eyes had taken away his heart.

Qin Qing glanced at Qin Lan, who was sitting on the ground without an image, and walked out of the Eternal Banquet Hall with the woman who was no longer breathing. The wind swept the corners of the man's dark robe, accumulating fine snowflakes and flying into the black sky.

Extra: Red plum dark snow sues death

Outside the hall of the Yongyan Palace, the scattered snowflakes covered the ground of the bluestone slab, Qin Qing walked on the palace road with Mo Xiaomo in his arms, and the creaking sound of stepping on the snow came from his feet, which was a little abrupt and terrible in the silent night.

Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, Qin Qing seemed to hear someone excitedly telling him that he liked snow the most.

Now it's really snowing, your favorite snow.

Qin Qing walked aimlessly with Mo Xiaomo in his arms, and when he was tired of walking, he raised his eyes and found that he had actually walked to the mouth of the twelve alleys in the west of the city, and he seemed to hear that familiar voice in his ears saying, I want to eat Babao duck, matsutake porridge and sugar gourd tonight, I have eaten the first two things, can I buy sugar gourd for you?

Qin Qing raised his hand and knocked on the door of the old man selling sugar gourds.

The creaking and dilapidated wooden door was opened, and the whistling cold wind was mixed with a cold smell of blood, and under the dim oil lamp, the old man was trembling with fright by this demonic man who was covered in blood and his eyes were bloodshot.

The old man glanced at the man and had been holding the thing that he hadn't put down since he came in, I don't know what it was? It doesn't look light.

Said cautiously, "This son, if you don't dislike the old man's narrow house, you can put things down first, the old man looks very heavy." ”

The man's dry and hoarse voice came, "Sugar gourd, a pick, do, now, immediately." ”

Fu whispered again, "Put it down, you can't let it go the most, and the one who doesn't want to let go is her the lastest." ”