Wushuang's crystal tears dripped down Xiao Jiu's hair, letting her sobble powerlessly in his arms, and he cried blood.

He felt her pain, her hurt, and she was already cold-hearted......

In the middle of the night, a hoarse voice said in a deep voice:

"Senior Brother Wushuang, don't lie to me anymore, you don't understand love at all, you don't understand ......"

After speaking, his body fell limply and fainted.

"Little Nine, Little Nine ......"

Wushuang hugged her tightly and shook her, but there was no movement......

And Sang Lu, who was standing aside and watching the excitement all the time, felt that he had really watched a good show.

She laughed mercilessly:

"Hahaha...... I really can't believe that before I can do it, she will die of grief herself. ”

"You'd better pray she's okay, or you won't want to live!"

Wushuang threw down a cruel word at Sang Lu, and then hugged Jiumu Yunxiang and stepped back on the clouds.

"Hmph...... Stinky boy, fight with me, you're still a little tender......"

"Jiumu Yunxiang, you hid it just right, and it was really timely......"

"Luckily, I found it early......"

"I knew that a few words would have ruined you, why did I bother to deal with you in the past......"

"It's just that I have calculated a lot, and the only thing I didn't count was ......"

"You're really going to stab him in the heart with a sword......"

"Is it because you love too much that you hate it too much?......?"

Sang Lu looked at this piece of night, hazy...... Blurred......

No wonder, some say, that there is an invisible and powerful weapon in this world.

Bloodless killing, fatal in one hit......

That's love, that's love......

......

A few days later

In the small courtyard of the suspended palace, the cherry blossom trees in that courtyard were still pink and tender and bright yesterday, but today they are dim and begin to slowly wither, and the falling cherry blossom petals spread all over the courtyard.

Seems

Xiao Jiu has no intention of appreciating it, and the cherry blossoms are not lovely.

"Xiao Jiu, are you awake?"

She opened her eyes slightly, and saw Shuang standing in front of her bed, with a little obvious tiredness on her face.

He was as tender as ever to himself, and she looked at those gentle eyes, but felt a little scared.

The words of the third senior sister that night are still ringing in my ears......

He knew that Uncle Xiao was not the murderer of A-Niang, and he deliberately didn't tell himself, just because he was afraid that he would break off the connection with Uncle Xiao......

How could he do that?

And Yuanxing's death, is it really related to him......

Yuanxing is his brother, no matter how much his brothers don't get along, they won't kill him......

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the so-called gentleness of the person in front of her was an illusion, but in fact, he was an evil devil in his bones...... Grim and terrible......

She leaned over to the side not to talk to him, he shushed and asked for warmth, but she just pretended not to hear anything, not to see anything.

Seeing her like this, Wushuang looked lost.

He stayed with her for three days, and he knew that she would not forgive him for a while, but he would still take care of her as before.

"I know, you're angry with me, annoyed with me, you say, what am I going to do to make you forgive me?"

After a long time, she replied lightly: "You go out, I don't want to see you again." ”

"Won't you even give me a chance to explain?"

She was silent.

It seems that I am so tired, so tired that I don't want to listen to anything, I can't listen to anything.

A trace of clarity flashed in Wushuang's eyes, and he said, "Okay, then you have a good rest, and I will come to see you another day." ”

Until the footsteps of his departure slowly departed.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and the soft cotton cloud pillow under the corner of her eyes was already wet.

She sobbed and curled up.

But I heard the footsteps of going and returning.

"I said it all, I don't want to see you. ”

"What? I'm going to chase me away when I first arrive?"

Xiao Jiu turned his head and looked, it turned out that the person who came was the little princess of the Golden Antelope.

"The little princess is here. ”

Xiao Jiu propped up half of his body from the bed, quickly straightened his messy hair, and reluctantly smiled at the little princess.

As soon as Jin Ling walked in, he sat on Xiao Jiu's bed, crossed his legs, and didn't treat himself as an outsider at all.

"Princess Ben heard that you are dying, and I won't come to see it again, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it. ”

She looked at her face, her whole person lost a lot of weight, and she heard from the people in the suspension palace that she had been in bed for three days without running out of water and food.

This is really the case.

"Tut-tut......" Jin Ling looked at her thin appearance with disgust, smashed his mouth, and looked at her up and down:

"Jiumu, look at your current virtue, what do you look like?"

"The Walking Dead...... O lamb to the slaughter...... People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts......"

"You really want to kill yourself......"

"You are a descendant of Grandma Yunshan, the daughter of the former Eagle King, and the nephew of the Great Patriarch of the White Dragon, and now you are mixed up with this ghost?"

"Isn't it quite capable? Isn't it always on the lips of 'my dignified Jiumu Yunxiang', don't you like to shout and kill people at every turn......

"Where is the old cow booming appearance?"

Jiu Mu listened to Jin Ling's persuasion as if he was bombarding him, and suddenly a feeling of déjà vu arose, which was too familiar to her......

She stared at the little princess in front of her with wide eyes, and she didn't dare to blink her eyes......

"Tsk...... Oops......" Jin Ling sighed again, still looking at Jiumu Yunxiang with disgusted eyes, and then counted fiercely:

"It must be that the character is too bad to get into what it is today......"

"Look at this princess again, I am now a princess of the heavenly realm, under one person, above ten thousand, how glorious is it?"

"Princess Ben no longer has to hang out with those parrots all day long, nor does she have to show people the vegetable garden, nor does she have to be scolded by you as a dead bird all day long......"

"From now on, no one dares to bully this princess anymore. ”

"Now, my little life is very comfortable, but look at your bear-like ......"

Before Jin Ling's words were finished, he saw Jiumu crying at his sudden joy, and then shouted:

"Dead Bird!"

"So you're not dead......"

"You still know how to come back......

After the words fell, Jiumu took the golden antelope into his arms and cried like a child.

Kuki: "Why don't you tell me when you come back......?"

Jin Ling: "It's you who are stupid, even I can't recognize it." ”

Kuki: "Why are you here?"

Jin Ling: "It's not too late for me to come, at least you haven't been killed by others......"

After the words fell, Jin Ling felt that she was hugged too tightly, and she said "cough cough ......" twice, feeling that she was almost out of breath.

"Do you know that my father and mother are dead......"

"Uncle Junior, he's also dead......"

"I didn't mean to kill him...... I really didn't mean to......"

"I'm sick, and every night my heart hurts, and I die of pain......"

"Senior Brother Wushuang, I don't like him anymore......"

"Sang Lu, she killed my mother......"

"Why did you come to ......?"

"Why are you here......

Jiumu punched the back of the golden antelope, and his heart seemed to have suppressed a thousand-year-old injury, a thousand-year-old pain, and in front of the person closest to him, he collapsed and broke the embankment in an instant......

She hugged her, crying uncontrollably, and vented all her emotions to her heart's content......

All the pain has found an outlet, and I pour it out......