Shuhua hung on the blade, blood gurgling.

Murong Hao trembled and hugged her down, letting out a beastly roar in despair.

He took the knife and poked wildly at the same place on his body until he was stopped.

Before fainting, he gave an order: "Let Mu Yu take care of her for the rest of her life......"

After Shuhua sobered up, he struggled to see her, but he didn't get half a look.

She completely treated him as if he didn't exist.

She only smiled and stared at Mu Yusheng: "You're still alive, I thought you were dead too." ”

Mu Yusheng knelt beside the soft couch and fed her medicine gently and meticulously.

He has her in his eyes, and she has him in her eyes.

All suffering is just a foil, and it doesn't matter anymore.

Murong Hao left in despair.

After recovering from his wounds, he spent his days drinking and merry, tyrannical and murderous or attacking neighbors when he was not happy.

In order to balance the power of the DPRK and China, he accepted many noble girls into the palace as concubines.

The concubines are fighting to the death, and he doesn't care if he knows it, anyway, it's already rotten into mud, so continue to rot.

As long as his position as emperor is still stable, as long as Shuhua honestly stays alive in the Star Picking Tower.

But the concubines were full of resentment, and when they entered the palace, they could not get the emperor's favor, so they could only waste their youth, and no one was reconciled.

So several concubines bribed the monk and prepared to attack Shuhua.

As long as she is dead and the emperor has no thoughts, they can have a bright future.

That day was the day when Shuhua and Mu Yusheng met, and they agreed to study together.

It's the height of summer, and it's too hot.

Mu Yusheng came under the scorching sun, staggering, his lips chapped and bleeding.

Shuhua asked the palace people to hand him a bowl of smoothies, the thin ice was poured with sweet peach juice, and all kinds of chopped fresh fruit flesh were buried in it.

He shook his head and refused, letting her eat it herself.

Shuhua was not reluctant, she ate obediently with her head buried in her head, she ate very carefully and carefully, Mu Yusheng watched from the sidelines, and was in a happy mood.

Shuhua couldn't finish eating, she threw away the glass bowl, hugged her head in pain, and rolled around.

It was as if a monster had grown in her body, rushing left and right, and it was as if someone had taken a chisel and chiseled hard from the inside out, trying to chisel through her body.

She heard the palace people screaming, and saw Mu Yusheng stepping into the window, pounced on her, and pressed her to the ground.

She saw his expression of horror and horror, and she wanted to smile at him comfortingly, but her eyes went dark and she fainted.

Shuhua felt like he was being burned by the flames, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

She felt as if she was boiling in boiling water, and there was no place in her body to live.

She saw her soul collapse and her body on the ground cracked and bleeding, especially her neck, wrists, shoulders, waist, and legs were about to break and break immediately.

She saw that Mu Yusheng was panicked, trying hard to close her broken body, but she didn't care about this end, not the other.

Shuhua clearly knew that he was going to die, and he was the kind to die thoroughly.

Her soul floated in the air and weakened and faded, and when a gust of wind blew, she scattered in all directions, dazed and confused, almost forgetting who she was and why she was here.

A silver light shot down from the sky, gently enveloping her scattered soul, and then slowly closing it.

Her soul solidified again, and she had some strength and consciousness again.

She looked at Mu Yusheng, who was crying silently, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She tried to get back into the mangled body on the ground, to touch his face, and tell him not to cry.

But every inch she got closer, the pain was even greater, especially when her chest was empty, as if a big hole had been broken.

A voice sounded majestically, like a flood bell and a big Lu.

"Shuhua, wake up! This is a heart-killing realm! Hugh to indulge in it! ”

"Shuhua, wake up! The spiritual power in your body exceeds the limit of your body, and you are about to explode, wake up quickly to save yourself! ”

Shuhua hit a spirit, like an initiation.

She saw the birds hovering up and down, anxiously gathering her scattered spirits together.

Another faint gray figure stood not far away and looked at her, looking worried.

"Boss Su!" She cried out, "What's going on! ”

Boss Su let out a long breath: "You are finally sober, you are worthy of being a person with a mirage, and your performance is much better than the two of them!" Look, they're not awake yet! ”

He raised his hand and flicked it, and the Star Picking Tower, which had once firmly imprisoned Shuhua, became transparent.

Shuhua could see that Murong Hao, or Dusu, was rushing here like crazy.

He was barefoot and draped in his hair, his face was pale, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and he had no image of an emperor, more like a madman.

Shuhua withdrew his gaze and looked down uninterestedly.

Ling Ze, that is, Mu Yusheng, is still engaged and in vain trying to stop her body from shattering.

He wept bitterly, was angry and desperate, helpless and vulnerable.

But! In such a short period of time, her body broke even more!

Shuhua was quickly pulled back to reality.

She swallowed a large amount of crystals before, and her fragile body couldn't bear it, and she was about to explode!

She looked hideous, and pounced on her neck and grabbed Boss Su's neck: "Insidious and ruthless dead old man, you hurt me!" Before I die, I will definitely take you with me to bury you! ”

While struggling, Boss Su shouted, "What are you anxious about!" I have a way to save you! But you have to face it! ”

"What reality is it facing?" Shuhua slapped him, "I think, it's you who need to face reality first!" ”

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable illusion, and she wouldn't have experienced such a miserable thing.

She obviously has no heart, but at this moment, she feels that her chest hurts terribly, and she is sad and desperate.

"Shuhua, don't you understand? That's what you've experienced! Otherwise, you are the one who owns the mirage, and you can completely peek through the illusion without being affected! ”

Boss Su said: "You see, Master and Daji have never been caught in it, but they have watched you do it in a hurry!" ”

Su Daji quietly touched it and nodded wildly in agreement.

Shuhua looked at the master and apprentice and stopped moving.

She was silent for a moment, smiled indifferently, and threw herself towards her body.

It doesn't matter if everything in the illusion is something she has experienced herself.

She just wants to live as best she can! Return to your soul and try your best to save yourself!

Shuhua returned to her body, feeling the pain of the broken inch, and she released the tendrils, like a sewing rag doll, to sew the broken parts together.

She stuffed a lot of useful and useless pills into her mouth, and overturned Ling Ze, who was dazed, to the ground, searched everywhere in his arms, and snatched all his pills.

She is focused and serious, working hard to fight to the death.

The cracked flesh grew and cracked, cracked and grown, and she was mottled with blood, but she was always resolute.

Su Daji said anxiously: "Master, Xiaoshu is about to die, don't you have a way?" Hurry up, or it's too late! ”

"Alas......" Boss Su sighed and said sadly: "I thought I could clarify the truth of the year, but I didn't expect to give up halfway!" Well, who made me her master? ”

He walked over to Shuhua and gently placed his hand on the top of her hair. (End of chapter)