Because they met in the red plum forest, chasing the same group of bad guys, they met, knew each other, and fell in love with each other ever since.

With the ups and downs of the music, the two people dressed in white and red costumes danced in the plum blossoms flying in the air.

After a dance and singing show, under the gaze of everyone, Wen Shiyu pulled out the sword that had never been unsheathed, and looked at Qiao Ran, who was wearing a Hanfu and a woman dressed as a man, and was handsome.

"I took out the sword nine times, nine times not fully out of the sheath, once the sword was drawn ten times, it will hit your heart, and at the last chance you want it, or not!" Wen Shiyu looked at Qiao Ran with complicated eyes.

"There is no banquet in the world, and the feelings are the same, you and I have a deep relationship, why should you be obsessed with a result?"

"I'm such a domineering person, once I give my heart, I won't take it back, if you lose me, I will stab my heart to death along with your heart!"

After Wen Shiyu finished speaking, a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and he swung his sword and stabbed at Qiao Ran.

Seeing that Wen Shiyu on Weiya was getting closer and closer to him, Qiao Ran, who was willing to die, slowly closed his eyes, but in the light and shadow of his squinting eyes, he saw the sword in Wen Shiyu's hand more clearly.

The cold light on the sword head was dazzling, and the red plum pendant she hung on the hilt of the sword was not hanging.

This is not the sword she gave Wen Shiyu.

Qiao Ran secretly screamed in his heart, seeing Wen Shiyu's figure flying towards her quickly during Weiya's transfer, Qiao Ran quickly reached out and grabbed the sword blade that Wen Shiyu stabbed over.

Because of hanging Weiya, the body was not controlled at all, and the force of the sword flying over was very strong, Qiao Ran held the blade, and the sword body kept piercing forward and slashing through her palm.

Qiao Ran only felt that her palm was about to be peeled off, and the bright red blood quickly dripped down her hand like a faucet.

Wen Shiyu was frightened by Qiao Ran when she saw Qiao Ran suddenly change the rehearsed situational dance drama.

Just as she was about to look up and ask Qiao Ran, she was hugged by Qiao Ran and heard Qiao Ran say in her ear.

"It's the blood bag in your hand, keep singing!"

Wen Shiyu, who didn't know why, heard Qiao Ran's words, and immediately continued to sing.

The two of them slowly landed under Weiya, Qiao Ran held the blade of the sword, and said in a sad voice: "After all, if you love each other, if you want my heart, you don't have to dirty your hands." After saying that, he took the blade of his sword and stabbed himself in the heart.

Suddenly, Qiao Ran, who was dressed in white, her chest was stained red with bright red blood, she staggered back a few steps, and slowly fell to the ground.

The feeling of brokenness on the body makes people feel distressed to see it.

When the audience saw this scene, they thought it was the process of choreography, and the white clothes on Qiao Ran's body were dyed red with the blood in the blood bag.

No one showed signs of shock, just applauded the two of them for their superb performances.

In a remote corner of the crowd, Han Mo looked at the scene on the stage, his good-looking brows frowned, and after glancing at Qiao Ran, who fell on the stage, giving people a sense of brokenness and strong visual impact, he turned around and walked towards the backstage.

Qiao Ran endured the pain and left after the final performance, as soon as he walked out of the camera, Qiao Ran hurriedly walked to the bathroom to deal with the bleeding injury.

"It's not a blood pack, your hand really hurts? You're crazy, why are you holding my sword in your hand? Wen Shiyu looked at Qiao Ran's bloody palm, and asked in a trembling voice.

Qiao Ran said without raising his head: "Your sword can't be taken back, if I don't hold it with my hand, I will have been pierced through the heart by you and died!" ”

Han Mo, who had just run from the front of the stage, only heard what Qiao Ran said later, thinking that it was Wen Shiyu who did it, he walked over with a cold body, grabbed Wen Shiyu's neck at once, put her body against the wall, and lifted her high.

"Wen Shiyu, I thought you were just a little rude and willful, but I didn't expect you to be murderous in the show, you really disappointed me."

Wen Shiyu looked at Han Mo's bloodthirsty eyes full of frost and murderous aura, and the fear in her heart scared her even more than the pain of her neck being broken.

The first time she saw a person covered with murderous aura, it was so terrifying.

Qiao Ran saw Han Mo's actions and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Han Mo's hand.

"Han Mo, let go, this matter has nothing to do with poetry, you have wronged her."

"Your hands are hurt like this, and you plead with her, she treats human life as child's play like this, and she is not worthy of you to intercede with her." Han Mo said and increased the force in his hand again.

Han Mo wouldn't really strangle Wen Shiyu, but he wanted to teach Wen Shiyu some lessons.

made Wen Shiyu scared from the bottom of her heart, so that she didn't dare to make a move on Qiao Ran in the future.

Wen Shiyu, who was hanging on the wall, felt that she was on the verge of death, and every time she felt that she was about to die, there would be a little fresh air in her throat, and before she could inhale hard, the air was blocked again.

The feeling of not being able to die, not being able to live, and not wanting to live makes it difficult for Wen Shiyu to doubt her life.

Qiao Ran saw Wen Shiyu's face, knowing that Han Mo was punishing Wen Shiyu with skills, and she was also a martial arts practitioner, she knew that this method would not kill people, but also make people uncomfortable and wanted to die.

It's the kind of party that can make her die all at once, and she can kneel down to thank the other party's ancestors for the pain of eighteen generations.

This method is too cruel for a pampered eldest lady who has been pampered since childhood.

"Han Mo, let go quickly, if you don't let go, I'm really going to be angry, the kind that can't be coaxed." Qiao Ran scolded angrily.

Wen Shiyu, who was dying and struggling on the verge of death, heard Qiao Ran's words, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Qiao Ran was obviously pleading with her, how could she feel like she had been fed a mouthful of dog food!

Seeing that Qiao Ran was angry, the punishment was enough to make Wen Shiyu remember it, and he didn't dare to act willfully in the future, so Han Mo let go of Wen Shiyu.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Wen Shiyu sat down on the ground, coughed a few times in pain, and immediately looked up at Han Mo and explained: "Brother, I don't, it's not me, I really don't have the heart to kill Qiao Ran." ”

"Ran Ran said that you are the murderer, you are the murderer, don't quibble, I will send you to the police station in a while, and make you pay for what you do." Han Mo looked at Wen Shiyu sadly.

At this moment, Wen Shimo really regretted that he did not strictly discipline Wen Shiyu when her temperament changed greatly when she was 17 years old.

If her rebellious character had been suppressed that year, she would not have dared to do such a terrible thing as today.

Hearing Han Mo's words, Qiao Ran understood that he had only heard her words.

"Han Mo, don't listen to the wind or the rain, before you make a move, please understand the cause and effect of the matter clearly, this time you are wrong to blame the poetry, she really didn't want to kill me, she was also used!"

Qiao Ran said as he bent down to pick up the sword on the ground, pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and stabbed the blood-stained sword head to the ground: "Someone has replaced the telescopic prop sword with a real sword that can kill." ”

At first, Qiao Ran also suspected that Wen Shiyu still hated her, so she switched the sword, but seeing Wen Shiyu's shocked and worried expression when she saw her take the blade with her hand, she knew that the sword was not changed by Wen Shiyu.

Wen Shiyu saw that the sword head really couldn't be retracted, and asked with a shocked expression: "The sword head really can't be retracted, isn't this sword you gave me?" Why can't you take it back? ”