The sky was gray, the fog was cloudy, and a long river of blood flowed in front of him, and on both sides of the river opened a large area of manju sawa as red as blood.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and there was no light or life to be seen here.

A woman in white dressed in ancient costume walked a little sluggishly, with staggering steps.

The woman combed the little dragon girl's hair, and there were no ornaments on her head, only a white ribbon tied to the hair, and the ribbon fluttered gently as she walked.

She has a palm-sized goose egg face, skin like jade, a delicate nose that is silent, small lips without a trace of blood, and a pair of dazzling eyes that are very good-looking, but there is no trace of aura in the eyes.

The beautiful face is not a little angry, and the face is wooden, as if it has lost its soul, like a puppet walking.

Behind the woman followed a slender man.

The man's dark brown pupils are as mysterious as the galaxy above the nine heavens, his nose is straight and straight, his lips are thin, his facial features are distinct, his face is as flawless as a carving, and his angular face is a little evil, handsome and abnormal.

Looking at the faltering woman in front of him, he wanted to step forward to help her several times, but in the end he held back.

His heart was like a knife, why did she have to go through so many deaths, why couldn't he let him suffer this sin for her.

He was afraid, he was afraid that if he ran into her, he would follow her to that world, and if he followed him to that world, what would she do in the elements.

On the bridge, the woman turned around, as if she knew that she was leaving, and wanted to say goodbye to him, but she didn't know how to say goodbye, her eyes stared ahead without focus, and she didn't know whether she was looking at him or looking somewhere else.

The man looked unbearable, his hand was stretched out in the air and half sounded, he wanted to stroke her hair, but he still didn't have the courage to touch her, and he put it down weakly.

He looked at the woman with a pale face, and said slowly: "In this life, you are destined to be crushed to pieces, and you will not live more than twenty, I can't change the day for you, and I can't die for you, but!

The death tribulation of this life, I hope to deceive the Heavenly Dao, otherwise, she will really be destroyed.

Tiandao had to put her to death this time, even he, as the highest level of the Heavenly God, could not save her again.

The woman repeated the man's words sluggishly: "Yuan! Su! Da Lu?"

The man looked at the woman with a look of pity and nodded: "Yes, Elemental Continent, you have to remember me, remember to come back, I'm your beautiful brother." ”

The woman tilted her head slightly stiffly like a puppet thread and said, "Beauty! brother, brother?"

The man nodded slightly: "Yes, Brother Beauty!"

Seeing that the bridge was empty, the man's face was cold, and he looked quietly ahead for a while before turning around and disappearing in an instant.

After he disappeared, a slender man in black wearing a golden mask appeared, and the man in black exuded an evil aura all over his body.

The golden mask was smooth without a single scratch, leaving only two eyes that were as black as ink, and those deep eyes were terrifying, as if they wanted to suck the soul of a person into it.

The man in black was also holding a soul body dressed in dark purple clothes in his hand, and the soul body couldn't see his face clearly, and he looked a little weak.

The man in black looked coldly at the arched bridge in front of him and said, "Murong Yijia, I will never let you go." ”

The soul body in the man in black heard his words, his body was violently turbulent, a little twisted, and a few words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Let go, pass, her!"

The man in black lowered his head and smiled coldly and said, "Let her go, big brother, I didn't expect your soul to be split in two by me and still think about her, now this soul body is carrying unwillingness and hatred, you should hate her, it seems that the weight is not enough!

The soul body is even more fierce and turbulent: "Let go, let her go, please, please." ”

The man in black raised his head as if he had heard some big joke, and then laughed loudly a few times and said, "Please, you will actually beg me, eldest brother, you will beg me, the eldest royal brother I have admired the most since I was a child......!

His tears of laughter were about to come out, and he looked at the soul body viciously and said: "Let her go?" Then who let me go again, look at your current appearance, how embarrassed, you and the second emperor brother, one for this woman, the original god was almost destroyed, and the other for this woman, actually tricked me to the Dan furnace to refine me, fortunately, my life was big, and I escaped at a critical moment, but do you know what a terrible price I paid for it?"

In the end, the man in black roared.

Without waiting for the soul body to answer, the man in black pulled out a trace of black gas from the primordial spirit, hit the body of the soul body and threw the soul body directly onto the bridge, and the soul body disappeared instantly on the bridge.

The man in black looked at the bridge coldly and said, "Don't worry! You won't remember her, you will only know that you hate her, so you can torture her for me over there!"

Hahahahaha...... The laughter is getting farther and farther away......

After a while, an old woman-like man came to the mouth of the bridge with a cauldron, set up the cauldron, lit a fire, and took a long spoon to scoop up red water from under the bridge and pour it into the pot to boil.

The water was as red as blood, but it wasn't actually blood, it was water from the petals of the blood-red Manju Sawa on the side of the bridge.

Manju Sawa is also called the Flower of the Other Side, the Flower of Hell!

The soup made with the flowers of the other side, the moment you drink it, can make you remember the past of your life, but the past is like a cloud, short-lived, and you will forget everything in your previous life after drinking.

After a while, this side began to be lively, and one soul after another drank the soup and walked in the direction of the arched bridge.

The old woman was wearing a dark gray cloth dress and trousers, and it could be seen that this dress was a little old.

And the souls lined up are dressed in ancient costumes, and some are dressed in modern costumes, and the old woman is not surprised to see this.

She looked at the end of the bridge in a daze, Lord Yama said that there was a big man who wanted to be reincarnated today, so she avoided it.

I don't know what kind of big man this big man is, but he can make her old woman Meng and all the souls avoid it!

This is an unprecedented thing, but Lord Yama doesn't say much, and as a subordinate, it's not good to ask too much.

After thinking about it, Meng Po skillfully picked up a bowl, held a bowl of soup, raised her head and drank it in one gulp!

After drinking, she lowered her head and looked at the ghost who was about to take the bowl with a confused expression, ahhhhh

And the ghost in front of him also looked at Meng Pozi with a confused face!

At this time, the underworld was in chaos, because their Meng Pozi accidentally drank the soup they had boiled again.

Huaxia A City Women's and Children's Hospital

At three o'clock in the morning, a hospital cried, and after a while, there was another cry.

"I gave birth, congratulations to Mr. Murong, the dragon and phoenix fetus, the girl is the elder sister, she came out one minute earlier than the younger brother, and the adults and children are safe. ”

Thank you so much to the nurses and doctors. ”

...... Twenty years later......

On a quiet night, a royal blue Ferrari 911 sped down the highway with no cars on board.

There are beautiful songs playing in the car, the curly-haired beauty on the right hums a couple of sentences from time to time with the rhythm, a big elastic wavy curly hair swings with it, it looks very good, a pair of beautiful big eyes are bright and sunny, and she looks in a good mood, because today is the birthday of her good sister Murong Yijia.

The straight-haired girl on the left is concentrating on driving the car, the girl has a pair of crystal peach blossom eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars, as if the spirit is also overflowing, the palm-sized goose egg cheeks are very beautiful, the skin that can be broken by blowing is like frost and snow, between a smile and a smile, people have to marvel at her elegant and delicate light.

The wavy long-haired woman is called Li Qiule, she is a good sister of Murong Yijia, and today is Murong Yijia's twentieth birthday.

Li Qiule pouted and said with some dissatisfaction: "Yiyi, do you really want to go to the mountain? He has always regarded you as an opponent for the past 20 years, and he has stumbled you a lot." Suddenly showing favor today, and asking you to go to the mountains in City A for your birthday, will there be any fraud?"

Murong Yijia said with a nonchalant face: "Anla! Haven't you heard the saying that only when there is competition can you be motivated? Don't you see that he gave me this car as a birthday gift today? Seeing that he is so sincere today, Miss Ben will not remember the villain's mistakes, forgive him, and according to what he said, there are still surprises, think about it, and look forward to it!"

After saying that, he laughed.

Li Qiule is right to think about it, they are all a family, no matter how much it is, it will not be too much, but his vision for choosing a car is really bad.

Li Qiule couldn't help but complain: "Anyway, your younger brother really doesn't know what girls think, a girl's car actually bought such a color, I think the surprise he sent you shouldn't be a good surprise, the fright is almost the same." ”

Before Li Qiule finished complaining, a beautiful English song sounded, and Murong Yijia's mobile phone called.

Li Qiule looked at it and said with a mocking face: "Xiao Yiyi, it was your good brother who called." ”

Murong Yijia glared at her angrily and said, "Don't call it that." ”

Li Qiule smiled and said, "Okay, my goddess sister, if you don't pick up your brother, you're going to hang up." ”

Murong Yijia looked at the road in front of her and said in a relaxed tone, "Help me speakerphone." ”

At this time, a deep magnetic voice came from the other side of the phone: "My dear sister, I have already gotten on the highway in City A!"

Not a doubt, yes!

Murong Yijia was a little strange why he knew her location, but he didn't think much about it: "Yes, little minister, there is still about half an hour to go to the mountain." ”

The corners of Li Qiule's mouth twitched slightly, did she only allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light the lamps?

"Hehe, sister, do you know? After so many years, no matter how hard I worked, my parents still only liked you, they were so partial, and even planned to let you inherit the family business" Murong Yichen said calmly.

Murong Yijia's face wrinkled when she heard this good-looking little face, why didn't she hear her parents talk about this: "Minister, did you hear it wrong? Mom and Dad never said this, did you misunderstand something?"

Murong Yichen sneered and said, "Misheard, misunderstanding, how could it be! I heard it clearly behind the door, I want to make your birthday full of horrors! Hehe! Farewell, my dear...... Sister!!"

Since he was a child, his parents have liked his sister and ignored him, especially his mother, who loves his sister to the core.

Since he was sensible, he didn't like his sister, although they were twins, but their personalities and looks were different, obviously his appearance was the same as his mother's print, but he always felt that his mother didn't like him, and even hated him.

And my sister doesn't look like her parents at all.

It's not that he didn't doubt his sister's background, but since he saw the parent-child report in his father's drawer one day, he no longer suspected his sister's bloodline.

Probably my father also doubted whether my sister was holding the wrong one in the hospital, but after the parent-child report came out, my father was so good to my sister because of guilt.

On a certain mountain ten kilometers away, Murong Yichen slowly pressed the button in his hand.

The car that Murong Yijia drove was a birthday gift from him, and he knew that his sister was nothing on the surface, and she often didn't care about him, but she actually always wanted to get closer to him, so she would definitely drive.

And Murong Yichen installed positioning on the car after buying it, and made a move.

The Murong family is ostensibly in business, and the scale is not small, but in fact, the four members of their family are all top talents in the country, and they are responsible for all kinds of undercover investigations in the dark, so it is still easy to do something in the car.

It's just that my sister thinks that no matter how much trouble he makes, he won't kill her, so he didn't check the vehicle, otherwise it would be impossible not to find that there was a problem with the car.

In fact, Murong Yichen has always disliked being a top talent in the country, to be exact, he hates it very much, he still prefers to do business to make money.

Originally, their family only needed to serve the country for another ten years to be free, but their parents felt sorry for their sister and agreed with the country that they didn't want her sister to take any more risks, and they wanted to inherit the family business to her sister.

Because the family business is also supported by the state, in exchange, Murong Yichen and his parents need to continue to serve the country until they retire, so that the state will not only not hit their business, but will continue to support their family business, after all, with the support of the state, they can avoid many detours.

Obviously, he will be free in just ten years, but his parents made such a show, so this time he killed his sister, and Murong Yichen didn't feel guilty at all.

Li Qiule was puzzled and said, "Jiajia, what does he mean by this?"

Before Murong Yijia could answer, she found that the car was out of control, and the steering wheel couldn't hold on to it, and she kept shaking it, she held the steering wheel tightly and tried to keep walking in a straight line.

Seeing this, no matter how stupid Murong Yijia is, she knows what is going on, the car door can't be opened, Murong Yijia desperately stepped on the brakes, but the brakes also failed.

Seeing this, Li Qiule's face suddenly became a little bad: "Shouldn't I be beaked by a crow? He really frightened you? The car was moved by him, and hissed...... It hurts. At this time, the car was walking at a speed of 1,000 kilometers and an hour, and the reason for the unstable shaking of the steering wheel was that it was walking in an S-shape, bumping all the way, although it was only a small bump, but because the speed was too fast, so one was careless, Li Qiule's head hit the window glass and directly hit the blood.

Li Qiule still knows Murong Yijia's identity, Murong Yijia did not hide her, which Li Qiule was very moved, proving that Murong Yijia trusts her very much, so usually at some banquets or something, Li Qiule will also cover for Murong Yijia, so that Murong Yijia can complete the task more perfectly.

Murong Yijia also understands what all this is about, and now she can only desperately remedy it, but everything is in vain, and in the end she can only let go of the steering wheel and smash the window with her bare hands, according to usual, there is no problem at all with Murong Yijia's skills to smash the window, but the window doesn't know what Murong Yichen added, and it can't be smashed at all.

And the speed of the car is too high, even if she can smash the window, with her skills, she can't save Li Qiule, at most she can only save herself, and the price is absolutely heavy.

Is it really going to die here today?

It doesn't matter if she dies, but it hurts Qiu and has an accident with her.

"I'm sorry, Qiu, I've bothered you, maybe we're going to die here today. Murong Yijia's eyes darkened, did he really hate her so much?

Li Qiule is also a poor background, when she was five years old, a fire broke out in her home, only she escaped, and her parents and two-year-old sister were all buried in the fire.

Murong Yijia, who was five years old at the time, happened to meet on the way to the countryside with her family, and Li Qiule's other relatives and friends refused to take her in.

Originally, her family was not bad in the local area, but since she was born, her family has never been good, and all kinds of disasters have continued.

Now except for her, other family members are buried in the fire, so everyone thinks she is unknown.

Murong Yijia felt that Li Qiule was very pitiful, and had an inexplicable closeness to her, so she begged her parents to take her in at that time.

For the Murong family, which has a big family, there is no problem in raising an extra child, so at that time, Li Qiule was accepted as an adopted daughter, and he ate and lived with Murong Yijia, and Li Qiule also liked Murong Yijia very much, so the two got along very well and often stuck together.

Li Qiule vividly remembers the words of her relatives and neighbors in her childhood in her current situation: "You are a broom star, an ominous person." ”

"You haven't had a good day since your parents gave birth, and now your parents and sisters have died, do you dare to let us adopt?"

"We don't want to give you grams. ”

"Well, we want to live a few more years!"

When she was most helpless, it was Murong Yijia who stretched out her hands to her, and now Murong Yijia is about to have an accident, but she thinks that she is the one who has restrained Jiajia, it may be that God has mercy on her when she was okay before, and let her live for fifteen more years, it is worth it to have such a good sister even if she dies.

It's just that she really doesn't want Murong Yijia to have an accident.

Li Qiule covered his bleeding head, shook his head slightly, and said, "No...... Jiajia, I defeated you, I'm an ominous person, and I shouldn't be with you....... ”

Li Qiule was halfway through speaking, and suddenly saw a man riding a bicycle in front of them: "There is someone in front, it's about to crash, ah......"

It is said that the man riding a bicycle in front of him said that he was also unlucky, his surname was Qingminglong, his family did not have much money, and he was poor, and other children of the same age had already gone to primary school for two or three years before he had the opportunity to go to school.

Fortunately, he was competitive, because he received an admission letter from City A University, and his results were the first in the country and he had a scholarship.

But even so, in order to save money, he rode his bicycle from the countryside to school all the way, originally the highway was not able to ride a bicycle, but Qinglong in order to save effort, plus there was just no car in this section, he boldly rode his bicycle to the highway.

Hearing that there was a car behind him, Qinglong glanced back, and saw that the car was already behind him, and it was too late to hide, bang...... There was a loud bang, a car and a bicycle, and three people were killed in the fire.

On the mountain of City A, watching the firelight erupt from a distance, Murong Yichen stared at it for a long time, smiled slightly and looked up at the starry sky in the sky, she died like this, why is it inexplicable, my heart ...... It's a bit empty, and ...... It still hurts a little.

With a handsome face, the corners of his mouth are raised, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved, and he has a harmless smile growing from his nature, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like the person who will kill his own sister.

Murong Yichen turned around coldly and prepared to go down the mountain, but at the moment he turned around, he looked at the three figures that suddenly appeared, Murong Yichen's pupils shrank, and he looked at the few people in front of him in disbelief.