The mourning message he received was fake.

He thought it was true, but it was false.

It was this man who lied to him.

The horses that are ridden are real, but the people are also fake.

Xie Shi stretched his hand and touched his sword, he raised it with all his might, and the tip of the sword pressed against Meng Jiu'an's chest.

The man didn't even hide for a moment.

"Did you stab it?" Meng Jiu'an grabbed his sword and poked him with his strength: "You are shaking like this, do you use your strength?" ”

The handsome armor is hard, and with Xie Shi's current strength, he really can't.

The medicine he stole from Zhong Xinxin could only keep him walking freely for four days.

Now that the time is approaching, he has finally led Meng Jiuan to the most important part of the plan.

"Someone will kill you."

Xie Shi raised his chest and gasped heavily, as if it was in great pain, he let go, and the sword fell beside him.

Feiying looked around, and he wanted to persuade: "Your Highness, we have probably been ambushed, we have to leave quickly." ”

Xie Shi suddenly said, "It's so cold." ”

He felt that all the heat in his body was being carried away little by little with the blood flowing from his chest: "It's really cold. ”

"You deserve it, whoever asked you to help Ji Shiyan deceive me, you should die," Meng Jiu'an said vicious words, but tightened his hand tighter: "Find a military doctor, go find a military doctor for me!" ”

The eagle heard him roar.

But where did the military doctors come from, they came out in a hurry, they were just to chase people, and they wouldn't come out with the military doctor at all.

But His Royal Highness seemed to be greatly stimulated, and he reached out to cover the bloody hole in Xie Shi's chest.

Although there was a constant stream of blood coming out there.

He went to shake Xie Shi's hand again, and it was cold, and the hand was drained of strength and hung limply to the side.

"I won't let you die," Meng Jiu'an picked him up, his expression cold and terrifying.

The person who was still full of ambition just now holds people's hands and trembles a little.

He looked at Xie Shi one after another: "You lie to me, you are really not afraid that I will kill you, Xie Shi, you are not afraid of death." ”

Actually, no, I'm afraid of death.

Xie Shi wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak.

But I was going to die.

Xie Shi looked at his face, he wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spit out.

Seeing him like this, Meng Jiu'an tightened him into his arms a little more, put his lips on his forehead, and spoke a little tremblingly: "Don't speak, I lied to you, you lied to me, we are even, as long as you don't die, as long as you don't die-"

He couldn't tell what would happen as long as Xie Shi didn't die.

Because he has been indifferent to human life since he was a child, he does not know what use it is for him to live alone.

But Xie Shi was not, once when he thought Xie Shi was dead, Meng Jiu'an felt as if he had collapsed.

What he did later, it was inevitable for Ji Shiyan to behave because killing people could make up for the vacancy in 🦚 that area, and he needed someone to plug his blood hole.

He refused to admit it, but when he couldn't sleep at night, Xie Shi's appearance of being beaten by him that day would always come out.

"Shi cub," Meng Jiu'an called out his affectionate nickname, his voice trembling: "Please." ”

Xie Shi felt that his thoughts at the moment were extremely clear, and he avoided thinking of Meng Jiu'an for a while.

Because the thought of reality would tear him into two pieces, one side was a bitter pain, and the other side was a thick hatred.

When I didn't know that Song Xun was Meng Jiu'an, these were two people.

When I think of Song Xun, I will feel soft in my heart, and when I think of Meng Jiu'an, I will feel hatred.

Later, he found out that these two people were the same person, dressed up as two faces in front of him, and behind each careful and gentle Song Xun, there was a Meng Jiuan staring at him darkly.

It's like beckoning a cat and teasing a dog.

At that time, he would hate Meng Jiu'an very much, he ruined his home when he was twelve years old, and also ruined his likes and expectations when he was twenty-six.

He didn't want to live, it hurt too much to live.

Love cannot be loved, and hate cannot be hated.

After Meng Jiu'an finished saying those warm words, he suddenly became fierce again.

"I know where your parents are buried, you don't want them, do you? If you die, I'll dig out their bones and throw them into the wilderness, and I'll become a lonely ghost, drunk, and I'll do what I say. ”

The vicious threat stabbed Shi Zui's already stabbing heart.

He raised his hand to cover Meng Jiu'an's neck, he really wanted to kill the person in front of him too much.

But he couldn't afford to exert a little strength.

"I don't care," he gasped in his throat after losing so much blood that he said, "I'm going to give it to my parents..... Admit and admit mistakes. ”

He can't take revenge, so he deserves to be blamed by his father.

But it doesn't matter, he has a long time to admit his mistakes to his parents.

If you are a son who is unqualified in this life, you will be a tree in front of your father and mother in the next life.

He didn't want to be human anymore.

"I want, I want Meng Po to give me a few more bowls, a few bowls of soup," his eyes began to drift: "Forget about you all, do it.... Net net. ”

"No! I don't! ”

Meng Jiu'an grabbed his hand and put it on the side of his face, his handsome side face was blurred with blood: "I scared you just now, don't ——。 ”

He apologized in a panic, trying to erase the viciousness he had just had.

He felt as if something had taken the strength out of his hand, and it lay limply in his palm.

Meng Jiu'an's footsteps paused.

He staggered, and when he hugged Xie Shi, he fell to his knees and fell to the ground, kneeling heavily on the ground.

The Flying Eagle had never seen His Highness look like this.

It was as if with the death of the person in his arms, the anger in his body was also drained.

But he still didn't want to let go, so he grabbed it and pressed it in his arms.

He started a tantrum: "Just because I pretended to be Song Xun to lie to you!" You're going to pretend to be a season feast and let me kill you!" Why do you only use such a stupid method, why? ”

But he was afraid that he would get drunk when he made a noise, so he pressed his face and trembled: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be fierce to you, but..."

His hand moved downwards to cover the place where the arrow had pierced the heart.

The voice went from hoarse to aggrieved.

Flying Eagle heard His Royal Highness ask like a three-year-old child asking for candy:

"But is there only Song Xun here? Is there a little bit for Meng Jiu'an? ”

The wind swept through the desert and through the firmament.

I heard that when someone dies, heaven and earth will be sentient.

Probably true, because a black cloud was blown into the sky overhead, and the rain kept falling under the canopy.

Meng Jiu'an hugged the person in his arms very tightly, although he had closed his eyes and no longer made a sound.

It was also the same weather on the day they broke up.

Xie Shi asked him what His Highness meant in his letter, and Meng Jiu'an tore off the human skin mask belonging to Song Xun in front of him.

At that moment, he clearly saw that Xie Shi's hand holding the sword was trembling, trembling violently.

But that day, Xie Shi stabbed his sword and struck a fatal move.

As if he had taken off the human skin of Song Xun, Meng Jiu'an was just an enemy with the hatred of killing his father.

Therefore, he got angry and severely injured Xie Shi.

If he recognizes it clearly, he can't take revenge.

But he didn't think that Xie Shi would die, since the news of his death came, Meng Jiu'an often dreamed that he would be in a trance, trance that they returned to the days on the uninhabited island.

If there was no Song Xun at the beginning, would they have gone to a different ending?

But there is no if.

Whether it's Xie Shi or Shi drunk, this time it's really dead.

died in Meng Jiu'an's arms.

The threat was useless, the whispering coax was useless, he was in his arms, and his body temperature was getting colder.

Meng Jiu'an knelt unconsciously with someone in his arms, until a sharp blade broke through the air-

"Your Highness is really too sad that you don't even care about your life?"

Yo Yo Lu Ming:

Yes, this time it's really dead.

I'm crazy.