"If you lose my life, you will get it. Who said that it must be good to live, sometimes it is a relief to die, at least you don't have to ask about the world, but you have to bear everything in life, now you don't understand, you will know when I die. ”

Le Yizhi smiled slowly, closed her eyes and drew down two lines of tears, and a layer of dead ash rippled on her beautiful face. Gong Ye's heart suddenly rose in an extremely panicked and uneasy, he subconsciously wanted to pull out the wisteria on his waist, but Le Yizhi grabbed the wisteria he had pulled out in front of him.

Wisteria is a filthy vine, which is conceived by the most evil qi of all things in the world, eight points of yin, two points of coolness, the body of the spirit, and the destruction of immortals.

When the wisteria enters the abdomen, there will be no blood dripping, the flesh will only dissipate little by little, and the cultivation will be lost, and in the blink of an eye, he will die of untimely death, and the seven orifices will bleed to death.

Le Yizhi's body fell to the ground little by little, and in the flustered gaze of the bow leaf, she never got up on the ground again.

She opened her eyes, and a faint layer of black qi appeared around her, this is the source of life, a yin ghost, if her own filthy qi dissipates, then this person will also die.

"Le Yizhi. ”

Seeing Le Yizhi fall to the ground, Gong Ye broke open the prison door with one palm, and knelt on the ground with a "plop", his eyes were confused, and his two hands did not dare to move in the place where Le Yizhi was stabbed by wisteria and was emitting a little dirty breath.

"Why, you tell me, why did you do this?"

What is the reason for dying for me, taking all the blame, without expecting anything in return?

Gong Ye couldn't understand, he knew that Le Yizhi liked him, but he never thought that Le Yizhi's love for him was so strong.

Le Yizhi couldn't see anything clearly in front of her eyes, she hooked the corners of her lips, and almost murmured: "Xiao Ye, in the past, the south was a river, and crossing the Ye River was home." You'll understand, I want you to live in the world with a lifetime of regret that you won't forget. ”

Feeling that her life passed with the fall of a word, Le Yizhi closed her bloodshot eyes, as if relieved, but also like sadness, the corners of her lips with a touch of beauty, but full of mocking smiles.

Gong Ye's eyes were red: "Don't." ”

He roared, bent over and hugged Le Yizhi, whose body was gradually dissipating, in his arms, his eyes were very sour, and the next moment it seemed that something was going to flow down from his eyes.

The wisteria entered the abdomen, the evil qi passed, there was nothing, and Le Yizhi died.

Perhaps, dying in the arms of the bow leaf as he wished, this is the best relief in these years when life is not as good as death.

"Xiaoye, I'm hungry. ”

"What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you?"

"Hmm... Anything is good, as long as it is made by Xiaoye, I like it. ”

A dantian emerged, slowly burrowing into the sleeve of Gong Ye's shirt, and a piece of Mo Sheng's but extremely familiar memories poured into his mind, and Gong Ye hugged his head in pain, digesting these tingles.

"Xiao Ye, my father beat me again today, and everyone in the house bullied me, I'm so scared. ”

"Yi Zhi don't be afraid, Brother Ye is here, wait for Brother Ye to help you teach them a lesson, so that they dare not bully Yi Zhi. ”

The young Gong Ye is a laughing child, and Le Yizhi nests in his arms, smiling eyebrows and eyes crooked.

Gong Ye really did what he said, and Le Yizhi waited under the rattan forest where the two often met.

After noon, it was sunset and dusk, and the night was approaching, and Le Yizhi was looking forward to the figure not appearing for a long time.

He couldn't come back, and after being caught by Le Pingyan, his memory was erased, everything was forgotten, and he didn't remember anything.

When they met again, Le Yizhi felt guilty, she felt that Gong Ye became like this because of her own harm, as long as Gong Ye wanted to do what Gong Ye wanted to do over the years, whether it was right or wrong, she would do a good job in front of Gong Ye. Even though the temperament of the bow leaf has changed greatly, Le Yizhi silently endured Le Feiyi's use of the bow leaf to embarrass herself, and she has been heartbroken all these years, and she forces herself every day not to care about it.

Le Feiyi has gradually changed from a girl with a lively temperament to the way she sees this now, all because of him, all because of him.

Gong Ye looked at Le Yizhi, who had gradually become a ball of air in his arms, and suddenly wailed, in pain, he had never smiled, and he was crying silently with a cold face at the moment holding something unnecessary.

Xiaoye, Xiaoye, I'm Angelica.

He remembered that he had the impression of seeing Le Yizhi for the first time, this person called his name with bright eyes, why didn't he investigate at that time, even if it was a moment, at least it would not be the current ending.

Le Yizhi is gone, his Yizhi is gone, the woman who loves to laugh, loves to make trouble, and likes to grab the corners of his clothes is completely gone, forever and forever.

The guards outside the door trembled in their hearts when they heard this almost sad cry, afraid that something would happen and broke out of the door, so they saw Gong Ye holding himself on the ground crying bitterly, and the prison door was broken, but Le Yizhi was gone.

The accusation of Le Yizhi's suicide soon spread throughout Yuefu, and everyone was shocked in addition to shock, who would have thought that Le Yizhi, who had always been indisputable and not robbed, would be so crazy and wanted to kill the people in the Qingshan Palace. However, some people take it for granted, after all, Le Yizhi is a member of the Yin Ghost Clan, and the blood in her bones is dirty, and it is not surprising that she will become a big product.

Gong Ye broke into Le Feiyi's room like crazy, and without saying a word, he was just looking for the drawing paper.

"Gong Ye, what are you doing?" The room was made a mess by Gong Ye in three or two clicks, Le Feiyi tried to suppress his anger and asked lightly.

"Where's the rune paper?"

Le Feiyi's eyebrows sank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me burn it." ”

Bow Ye's whole person stiffened: "What did you say?"

His voice was very light, so faint that there were no emotional fluctuations, but his eyes were red and scary, as if he could eat Le Feiyi in the next moment.

Le Fei Yi shrank back two steps, startled.

Bow Leaf repeated: "What did you say?"

Le Feiyi gritted her teeth, suppressed the fear in her heart, and stared at the bow leaf and said sharply: "I said, let me burn it, Le Yizhi can't save it." ”

There was a loud bang, and the bow leaf punched the pillar on the side of Le Feiyi's head: "Why, why did you do this?"

Why, why, why. Le Feiyi stared at Gong Ye and sneered: "There is no reason, I just don't like her, and I want her to die, and she will die completely." ”

She won't admit that she is jealous, jealous of Le Zhizhi's filthy and unbearable Yin ghost clan, but she is extremely favored by Gong Ye. There has never been such a good man who treats himself so well, Le Yizhi is a thing, why is there all this now.

She just wanted to break up Le Yizhi and Gong Ye, the two of them obviously saw each other all day but couldn't recognize each other, tortured her to death.

"Good, good, great. Gong Ye gritted his teeth, and these words almost popped out from between his teeth: "Count my Gong Ye scared over the years, protect you so far, and be played with by you musicians, I am simply damned, really damned." ”

After that, he took out the elixir that had become an elixir from his arms and held it in his hand, a yin fire passed, and his palm was empty: "To save you, it is better to save a dog." It's too cheap to kill you, and then you can endure the miserable days without the elixir. ”

"No, don't. Realizing what the bow leaf had destroyed, Le Yizhi wailed loudly and reached out to stop it, but the bow leaf had already strode away.

It was too late for Le Yinan to know anything, Le Yizhi didn't even have a body, and the coffin was empty, just to hide people's eyes.

He looked at Xiaozhuwu, where he and Le Yizhi had lived for five or six years, and did not cry or make trouble, but stood from day to night from the moment he knew the news.

The whole Yuefu looked a little depressed because of what happened, after all, it was a human life, and now it is gone, it is impossible to say that you are not afraid.

Some maids saw that he was pitiful, so they went up and persuaded him with good words, but all they got was Le Yinan's wordless indifference. They all thought that Le Yinan would make trouble, or hugged Le Yizhi's coffin and cried so quietly now, which surprised the entire Yuefu people.

Chang'an and Liu Qingzhou went to deal with what Chu Mu said, looking for some clues about the smell and yin qi, and when they came back, they heard that Le Yizhi was gone, and there was not even a body.

Chang'an collapsed in Liu Qingzhou's arms, gritting his teeth and crying.

"Why, sister, don't all the ghosts in the world deserve to die?"

Liu Qingzhou didn't speak, so he could only gently hug Chang'an and appease.

Le Yinan disappeared for three whole days, and only appeared on the day Le Yizhi was buried, and no one knew where he went.

Because he committed suicide in fear of sin, Le Yizhi was a member of the Yin ghost clan, and the funeral was very simple, but fortunately, taking into account Liu Qingzhou and a few people, Le Pingyan went. Yuefu did not hang white silk, and the place where Le Yizhi was buried was in a deserted bush.

Leping strictly ordered his subordinates to burn a few blank papers, said a few thoughtful words and left.

It was overcast, but it rained for a moment.

Several people in Chang'an stood in front of the tombstone, looking at the hastily grave, and their hearts were desolate. With the rain, the unburned paper money was extinguished.

The sky is not beautiful, but it should be desolate.

When the rain became heavier, Liu was worried about Chang'an's wound and asked him to go back, Chang'an shook his head and looked at Le Yinan who had no sadness or joy on one side of his face: "Ziming, let's go." ”

Le Yinan shook his head, he was still holding the blood-red forget-me-not in his arms, through the drizzle, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No, Chang'an, you go back first, I want to accompany my sister here." ”

"But ......" Chu Mu grabbed her and shook his head: "It's not raining much, it's okay." Listen to Ziming, Chang'an, let's go back. ”

Chang An raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Qingzhou, and left.

Maybe no one can understand how painful and sad Le Yinan is in his heart. There is no mother, my father is not painful, there is only one sister who grows up together, and her life is not good, but she is protected by her sister like a child.

Now that their loved ones are gone overnight, what is the feeling in Le Yinan's heart, maybe they really can't understand it.

Chang An wiped his tears and said, "Sister, Le Yinan is so pitiful." ”