"Tian Lei, where to run. There was a sound from outside, and I saw a group of people carrying knives, blocking the door directly, staring at Tian Lei like a wolf, as if there was a huge temptation and wealth in front of him, but it was also the case, Wei Wuwu said that whoever brought Tian Lei's head back, let him be the hall master.

Everyone poured into the house, moving little by little, and the people in front of them trampled the flowers down, and a red juice flowed out, like blood. The room was filled with the strange sound of flower stems popping.

"Run, I've never been ready to run, I'm here tonight, no one wants to leave. Tian Lei looked at these people with red eyes, waved his hands, and saw that the door was immediately closed.

The others were shocked when they saw it, and a few people pulled the door and found that they couldn't open it, so they could only lift the knife in their hands again and approach Tian Lei.

Tian Lei retreated little by little, these people were pressing step by step, his feet stopped at a distance of half a zhang from the stone tablet, his footsteps stopped, Nie Li listened to the gradually heavy sound in his ears and suddenly stopped, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Nie Li could only see the flower stems and countless blooming flowers as he lay on the ground, and his eyes were all red, red stems, red petals, red stamens, and red blood.

The fluttering petals were sprinkled with hot blood, dripping on Nie Li's face, and he closed his eyes, as if he was back in his childhood, when he was lying on a small boat, feeling the baptism between heaven and earth and the turbulence of waves.

The raindrops hit the body little by little, and the soaked clothes were even more refreshing. The rain outside Gusu City was very gentle, like the feeling of a father patting his back.

It does not have the turbulence and rapidity of the Xianlin River, but it has the delicacy contained in this land and the gentleness of nostalgia, ticking on the cheeks, forehead, mouth, and eyes.

It flowed with tears, across the sideburns, hidden in the hair, drop by drop, pooling into a hot stream of tears, just like now, blood dripping down the eyes.

His eyes were stung by blood, and he left a few tears, and then closed his eyes, and the world seemed to have no superfluous sounds, only screams and fights.

Tian Lei's palms flew, rolled up the boundless waves of flowers, and slapped at the crowd opposite, with the unique palm technique with the petals and broken stamens flying all over the house, so that these people were poisoned by the unequaled flowers.

One person after another fell, Nie Li only felt the constant vibration sound from the ground, the smell of blood in his nose and the strange fragrance of flowers, and a rush of brains made him a little excited.

Those people seemed to be dying, when they saw that they couldn't escape, and the people in front of them all fell, in order to survive, they had to kill Tian Lei.

They seemed to be crazy, carrying knives, and rushed up directly, one batch fell and one batch pounced, Tian Lei's palm force attracted the flower poison, and another batch fell in an instant.

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, and heroes can't stand up to many people. Tian Lei's internal strength has also been consumed by these people, even if the flower poison is still eroding these people's bodies, but the desire to survive is sometimes extremely terrifying.

Finally, they walked in front of Tian Lei, and when they saw that these people were already close in front of them, and they could kill themselves with one knife, Tian Lei gritted his teeth, fought for his life, and forced a mouthful of internal force to send it out with a palm blow.

The chest of the person in front of him suddenly collapsed, spitting blood, his eyes were dilated, the knife in his hand fell, clang, and when his body fell, the sound of two consecutive piercings made Tian Lei's eyes widen.

In fact, just when the person was about to fall, the person behind him, the knife had passed through his chest mercilessly, sent to Tian Lei's lower abdomen, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, Tian Lei pulled out the knife, grabbed the knife on the ground, and returned the way with his human body.

Tian Lei shook his body, his physical strength was exhausted, and he sat on the ground with his butt and supported himself with a knife. He glanced back at the stele, his eyes full of smiles and love.

The battle gradually came to an end, and most of the flying petals had obscured the view, and the sound of the fight gradually subsided. The few people who were alive looked at the fallen Tian Lei, and they all had the courage to make up for it.

Glancing at each other, they suddenly drew their knives and slashed at the people around them, "Hahaha, dog eats dog! For me Tian Lei, you look like this, it's really disgusting, this is the temptation of power." ”

Tian Lei scolded with a crazy smile, the battle over there was over, only one person walked up to Tian Lei covered in blood, looking at the weak Tian Lei, a cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Just as the knife was about to fall, Tian Lei spurted out a mouthful of blood from his throat, and the body of the last person fell stiffly like a stone.

"My blood is the last poison. Nie Li, there are only two of us left. I can't kill you, but I'm going to die with you. Tian Lei looked at the mound behind the stone stele, and Nie Li, who had a faint breath.

"Mushuang flowers belong to everyone. Tian Lei said very wonderful words, which made Nie Li confused.

"Everyone says that Wushuanghua is the symbol of my Tian Lei, but no one knows the story inside. Tian Lei said slowly, as if he wanted to tell a story of his own.

"Why did you say it to me. Nie Li was too lazy to move, he tilted his head and watched Tian Lei dragging his body, leaning on the stone tablet, his eyes were blurred and not focused at all.

"Anyway, before a person dies, there are always many words. And you're the first person to live so long among the Musou flowers. Tian Lei leaned against the stone tablet, motionless, but the voice reached Nie Li's ears.

"There is no antidote to Wushuanghua. Nie Li asked, he wanted to know the antidote to the Wushuang Flower, and he wanted to know how the egret could be saved before he died.

"There is no antidote to Wushuanghua, at least I don't know the antidote. Tian Lei was silent for a moment, and then spoke, maybe knowing that Nie Li and himself would die, and he didn't hide it.

"Who then has? Nie Li was a little surprised, he didn't expect Tian Lei to say this, Wushuanghua has no antidote, wouldn't it be that he and the egret are going to die.

"My wife knows, but she's in the stele. Tian Lei looked at the stele, the tenderness in his eyes was heartwarming, he didn't expect him to have such affectionate eyes.

"Then you don't have an antidote, why do you dare to stay here. Nie Li asked, Tian Lei said that he didn't have an antidote, so how could he stay in a room full of unequaled flowers for so long.

"I said, everyone has their own Wushuang flower, you have it, I have it, and Tian Zijin has it. Tian Lei said something that he didn't understand, and Nie Li couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Wushuang Flower, also known as Phantom Grass, is called Wushuang Flower by the world not only because its petals are singular and never double, but also because it has only one Phantom Man. ”

"Each Phantom Grass is only effective for one person, that's why I planted so many, the egret won one, you hit one, these people all hit one, and I also won one. Tian Lei said, it turned out that he was also poisoned by Wushuanghua.

"But I have been developing Wushuanghua for many years, so I naturally know how to suppress it. ”

"Actually, Zijin also fell victim to the poison of the Wushuang Flower, but its Wushuang Flower, I planted it in a special place, I didn't know, plus my method, she can naturally live. And I use the unequaled flower every day to nourish my body, and the internal force and blood are already the unequaled flower, and I am the unequaled flower. ”

Nie Li didn't expect that Tian Lei didn't even let go of his daughter, but his kindness to Tian Zijin was visible to everyone. At the same time, he could also think of why Tian Lei had not taken a concubine for so many years, and his residence was relatively remote and there was no one to serve him.

"Why are you so yourself. Nie Li asked curiously, what makes a person turn himself into a poison, a monster that no one can get close to.

"Because she likes Musou flowers the most. The way I can make her always remember me, and the way I remember her, is to become her favorite Musou flower. Tian Lei stroked the stele with his hand, and his movements were gentle.

What kind of love can make a person so crazy, turn herself into someone who is not herself, become someone she doesn't know, and become something she likes.

"You don't understand, she and I grew up, you don't have a person you like for forty years, that's not something that can be told in a word, and it's not something that can be separated from unhappiness and contradictions. ”

"It is the firewood, rice, oil and salt of life, it has been integrated into flesh and blood, integrated into the bone marrow, and has become an inseparable part of this body, although she is gone, I have always had her in my heart"

"She has her own unique flowers, and I have them too. Wushuang is not unparalleled in the world, but unique in shape. But my heart has never been unmatched. Every word was beating Nie Li's heart.

He doesn't like Tian Lei and hates him as a person. But he undeniably said that Tian Lei is a good person, at least his dedication to feelings has always been there.

A person likes a person, for more than 40 years, from memory to countless years, they have gone through what they have not realized, at least he is not as powerful as Tian Lei.

Tian Lei can become his wife's favorite flower for love, his thoughts about her can be imagined, the kind of love integrated into the body, although it is crazy, but it is worthy of respect.

He is hateful and pitiful, but what about himself, for that person, what is it, maybe it is a tune, a short flute song, after playing, there are only memories and feelings.

The corners of Tian Lei's mouth didn't know what to say, he kept muttering, he lost his mind, his body slowly fell, there was no movement, Nie Li knew that he was dead.

He died in his own flowers, and he also became a real peerless flower, he lived for flowers, and he lived for love. I also died for flowers, and died for love.

Nie Li brushed the flower off his face with his hand, he was the flower that had been broken, maybe it didn't matter anymore because he was about to die, but he wanted to see this flower again, because it was beautiful, its name was beautiful.

There is no match, no couple is a pair, and one person is left behind. Nie Li smiled freely, without him, without her, he has always been unparalleled, how could he not be this flower.

The lonely shadow of the flower blooms and becomes a single, and the world talks about it.

The bamboo horse under the tree is a small cloth, and the next life is incomparable with the king's species.