Chapter 465: The Final Ending

Li Muqing was righteous and awe-inspiring, and said loudly: "You have lived in all kinds of calculations all your life, and you have even calculated the love and hate in human nature, but you only undercalculate the will of heaven." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info For your own selfish desires, how many innocent people have you killed, and even killed your own wife and children with your own hands, such inhumane practices are really outrageous, and it can really be said that you are not as good as animals, and you are still a human being in vain. If you go against the heavens like this, how can you not be punished by heaven? People have a thousand calculations, and the sky has a calculation, how can people win the sky, as the so-called people are not as good as the sky. So, your failure is doomed from the start."

"Failed...... Ha ha...... Failure ......", Yang Shuangzi sneered: "The word failure has never appeared in me."

"Is it ......", Li Muqing also sneered: "I know that your martial arts are really terrifying, but at this time, you have already been seriously injured by Feng'er." And your so-called Soul Transfer Dafa that controls people's minds is completely useless at this time, I really can't think of any other way for you to undo your defeat now"?

Lan Xiaorui sneered: "Why should the predecessors still have the same knowledge as him now, he is just dying, ......."

"Oh, you say I'm dying"?

"Isn't it"?

"Hmph......", Yang Shuangzi snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a strange sneer, and said lightly: "Feng'er, can you let them get rid of the control of my soul transfer Dafa, what about yourself? I'm curious, if you yourself are controlled by your mind, then who can make you wake up?"

Before the words fell, the piano had already started.

"Feng'er quickly retreat", Li Muqing was shocked, and wanted to step forward to pull Yang Xiaofeng away, but it was already too late.

When the piano sounded, Yang Xiaofeng's eyes had begun to become sluggish, then dull, and finally completely empty.

Yang Shuangzi snorted at Luo Qingxue, and laughed: "Feng'er, go, kill her, kill all the people here for me, haha......."

As if deliberately responding to his words, Yang Xiaofeng really walked slowly towards Luo Qingxue.

Li Muqing's face instantly became extremely solemn, he knew very well that with Yang Xiaofeng's strength, if he attacked everyone, who would be able to resist it. At that moment, almost without thinking about it, he directly blocked in front of Luo Qingxue and ordered: "Qingxue, you stand back."

"No, third uncle, the one who should really step back is you."

Luo Qingxue shook her head slowly, and said with a desolate smile: "Perhaps, this is the best ending for me and him." I remember when I was sixteen years old, the two of us each identified each other when we first met, but this relationship was too bitter and too tiring. It's been twelve years, we've been struggling for twelve years, but God is so cruel, he just likes to play tricks on people, the two of us know each other, but we are destined to have no part."

As she spoke, tears glistened in her eyes.

Several other women had also quietly turned their heads, and Lin Yuhan was already quietly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the old tears had just been wiped away, and the new tears had already flowed out.

The tears are endless, how can they be wiped dry.

Even a few men were reddening their eyes.

In order not to let the tears flow, they can only look up at the sky.

Luo Qingxue broke free of Liu Ruyan's support, and then struggled and walked over slowly, walked past Li Muqing, and walked over to Yang Xiaofeng.

Li Muqing wanted to reach out to hold her, but the outstretched hand suddenly hung down weakly.

Is it that he can't hold her anymore, or that he can't hold her at all.

Yang Xiaofeng also walked over slowly and walked towards Luo Qingxue.

But he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

Time seems to have gone back many years ago, back to the Mid-Autumn Festival night of that year.

"Brother, let's go see the moon."

The younger sister ran out with her second brother in tow.

He himself went out.

Outside the house, the moonlight was raining.

But what he saw was not moonlight, but sword light, a knife light as cold as blood.

He watched as his mother was pierced through the heart by a long black sword.

The next moment, everything in front of him was completely overwhelmed by blood.

Gradually, it seems that the day has come for him and Ah Xue to get married.

In the lobby of Falling Snow Valley, red candles are shining.

When the ceremony was completed, he respectfully offered tea to his father-in-law, Luo Wenbin.

And the always gentle and kind smile on Luo Wenbin's face suddenly became extremely hideous.

Immediately, he once again watched the sword in Luo Wenbin's hand pierce his sister Xiaoxi's heart, and the originally festive red candle seemed to be dripping blood.

Gradually, the scene changed to the small fishing village.

When I went out in the morning, a village that was still alive and well, came back in the evening and was completely silent, and all the people in the village were dead.

The family who went out in the morning was fine, but when they came back in the evening, they all died tragically under the butcher's knife of the mountain bandits.

I remember Xiaojing, the little brother of the fisherman, but he was only fourteen years old.

There is also Haigang's fisherman, the fisherman's sister-in-law, the fisherman's grandfather, what a simple family.

Why did they suffer so much?

Let it be destroyed.

Now, he had only one thought on his mind.

Kill......

Kill......

Or kill ......

He just wants to destroy everything.

Gradually, everything in front of him disappeared, and it seemed that he was the only one left.

However, he was still walking, walking alone, and it turned out that he was the only one from beginning to end.

Those who have been persistent, those attachments, let go.

Suddenly, it seemed to be snowing again.

It was as if his blood was about to be completely coagulated by the snow.

His heart was cold.

The killing intent in his heart was even worse.

However, why are you still unwilling?

Is there anything else he can't put down, or someone can't put it down?

Who would that be?

Why, it's come to this time, he is still so reluctant to her.

Is it the white robe that has completely melted into the soul?

It's so cold, it seems to be her temperature.

This snow-white sky is her color.

Finally, he saw clearly, he saw the person in front of him clearly, he saw her eyes clearly.

So, he stopped.

Luo Qingxue also stopped, a foot away in front of Yang Xiaofeng.

She looked at him, her eyes soft on him. For a long time, as if he was finally freed, he smiled lightly and said in a low voice: "Feng, there is no chance in this life, let's be husband and wife in the next life." You can go with confidence, do you remember what I said, the road ahead, no matter how difficult and bitter it is, but it will never be you alone, and my child and I will come to accompany you immediately. You walk slowly, wait for us, even if you are on the Huangquan Road, you will never be alone. Now, our family of three can finally be completely together. Haha......".

At the same time, Li Muqing's desperate roar came from his ears.

"Clear the snow, don't ......".

It's just that it's already too late, and the sword in Luo Qingxue's hand has already stabbed out, stabbing towards Yang Xiaofeng's heart.

If she had a choice, she would rather him die at her own hands than let him become a puppet.

She knew her husband, and she believed he would never blame her.

Even if she killed him with her own hands, she would never let him become a tool of murder after losing his mind.

Kill him first, then she kills herself.

She had imagined countless endings for herself and him, but she never thought of ......

died with him, it turned out that this was the final ending for her and him.