Zeeland was small, in the dead of night, and only the faint night wind blew the rustling of the surrounding bamboo leaves.

The candlelight flickered in front of the window, and Bing Ruohan had just been carefully cared for by Sang Lu, and was sitting on the bed to rest and recuperate.

The pain of his heart was still so painful that his face was pale and his breathing was uneven.

The door of the quiet room was kicked open with a "bang", and the candlelight on the side suddenly flickered, and then fluttered in fright, and the room was suddenly half dark and half bright, only to see a pink coat in a trance.

"Yes, Xiao Jiu?"

Bing Ruohan sat cross-legged on the bed, and asked softly through the candlelight in a trance.

She didn't answer.

When the candle flame was lit again, Bing Ruohan saw clearly that it was Xiao Jiu, the girl who broke through the door.

I saw that her messy pink clothes were mottled with black and red, and there was a strong smell of blood in them.

She broke into the door, fierce, her eyes faintly penetrated the cold light of blood red, and in the fierce eyes, there was a sharp light flashing at the bottom of her eyes, which made people shudder.

"Xiao Jiu, what's wrong?"

Bing Ruohan endured the pain of tearing her heart, slowly got up from the bed, and walked to her side step by step.

He had never seen this girl like this, she was full of anger, and her eyes looked like a poignant ghost.

He clutched his heart and walked slowly towards her.

Close, close.

Closer to ...... , A sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly took out the inner red flute on her waist, turned her backhand into a sharp sword, and stabbed at the mouth of the heart......

Until the "hateful" heart is pierced, until all the blood of the "hateful" heart is stripped out, and the blood of the "hateful" heart is all drained......

He was shocked, looked down at the sword that passed through his heart, and then looked up at Xiao Jiu, never thinking that she would stab his heart......

"You, this is ...... Why?"

With the last of his strength, he looked at her and asked.

The sharp sword that pierced his heart, on the sharp blade, the beads of blood were falling to the ground drop by drop......

Her sword-wielding hand trembled all the time, and she screamed hysterically at him:

"You lied to me......"

"You lied to me......"

"What can the blood of the heart solve the curse of life and death......"

"Say anything about the old hatred and let go of the old hatred ......"

"It's just an excuse you found to take revenge......"

"My aunt is dead...... You're at ease now......"

"I hate you......"

"I hate you......"

With a heart-rending sound, she mercilessly pushed the long sword forward again, and pulled it out mercilessly......

For a long time, for a long time......

Her eyes were too heavy to lift, a few heavy drops of water hung from her eyelashes, and her blood-like eyes blinked a few times.

She saw the white dress lying quietly in the pool of blood, as if she was quietly asleep......

No, he wasn't asleep......

He's dead......

He's dead......

Her heart cracked open like flesh, she staggered and fell to the ground, so painful that she vomited blood, she slowly crawled over and pushed the motionless young man in white.

In the eyes that could no longer shed tears, there was a desolation of despair to death......

She didn't seem to be able to see clearly, as if Uncle Xiao slowly turned into a cloud of white smoke, slowly dissipating little by little......

Disperse......

Her vision was also misty, and the candle flame reflected in her eyes became darker and darker......

"Uncle Xiao, the eight-hundred-year-old cherry blossom brew is really the best quality, do you want to take a sip of Uncle Xiao?......"

"I don't drink alcohol......"

"If a man doesn't drink, how can he be manly......"

"You ......"

"Why does Uncle Xiao always hate me?......"

"I didn't hate you......"

"Uncle Junior...... There is obviously a ...... I hate it every day......"

"Copy the door rules five more times......"

"I won't copy ......"

......

"Xiao Jiu, why do you break into my dreams every day and disturb my three souls and seven spirits......

"Uncle Xiao, your dreams are from your heart, your heart is from you, isn't it, your three souls and seven spirits provoked me first?......"

"You're so stubborn......"

"Uncle Junior, you are the one who is stubborn, right......"

"So, have you ever loved me?"

"Loved, loved. ”

......

Loved?

No, if it is love, why would he drain his heart's blood, obviously hate.

Hate?

But why, hate so uneasy, hate so heartache......

She didn't know, she didn't know anything, and slowly, she fell beside him and closed her eyes.

......

In the middle of the nightmare, she muttered:

"Uncle Xiao, Xiao Jiu didn't mean to kill you......

"Xiao Jiu is wrong......

"But why, you want to kill my aunt?"

"Why did you lie to me, why did you kill my mother?"

Babbling, tears wet the pillow, the reality is too cruel, she would rather sleep to death than wake up to face it.

Wushuang came to Yunxiang Cave every day to explore her, she was in a daze, lying on the bed in a trance, sleeping for a month, no matter what Wushuang did, no matter how she coaxed, she didn't want to open her eyes to take a look.

Wushuang almost wanted to move all the fun, delicious food, and delicious food in the entire Suspension Palace into the Yunxiang Cave of the Jiulin Cloth Mountain, but her eyelids were too lazy to move.

She was clearly going to torture herself to death.

This is not the way to go.

Since this is already the case, I am not afraid to give her another layer of stimulation.

Wushuang sat down from the bed and said, "If you are bent on death, I have nothing to do, but your father, don't you want to see him for the last time?"

When she heard this, her body trembled, and finally there was some movement.

After a while, she got up from the bed in a little confusion and asked, "What's wrong with Daddy?"

Auntie is gone, Daddy must not have anything to do, she is uneasy.

Wushuang saw that she was finally willing to wake up, so he quickly picked her up and sat down, looking at her haggard face, she slept for more than half a month, and lost a lot of weight, Wushuang was half happy and half worried, and said: "Xiao Jiu, you finally woke up." ”

Her face was pale, her forehead was tightly closed, and she asked impatiently, "Daddy, what's wrong?"

Wushuang suddenly didn't know how to open this mouth, since that day, Xiao Jiu's aunt died suddenly, her father suffered this big blow, and he who was already tortured by the curse of life and death is not as good as death, and he has nothing to love.

Soon, his body was not as good as day by day, and just yesterday, suddenly his whole body was so popular that he couldn't even turn into a human form.

"Go and see, your daddy is dying. Wushuang's face was a little gloomy and said.

When Xiao Jiu heard Wushuang say, a lightning bolt seemed to slash his head, and he was half killed.

She hurriedly got up from the bed, grabbed a coat, hurriedly put it on, and ran out barefoot.

Wushuang hurriedly followed.

Xiao Jiu ran upside down into the cherry blossom cave, and in front of the bed, he saw the thin father like a skeleton.

Xiao Jiu rushed forward and called, "Daddy." ”

The eagle pelican opened his eyes slightly when he heard the sound, and even his voice was very weak: "Xiao Jiu is here." ”