Feng really didn't dare to give this promise lightly. He knew Mr. Liang too much and his enemy too much. Mr. Liang is by no means a person who will give up easily. He will stick to his ideals whenever and wherever he is. If Mr. Liang had left today, he might be able to make a comeback in a few years, and at that time he might not be sure to take down this enemy. Wounded wolves can often avoid the traps of the most cunning hunters, not to mention that this victory is really hard to come by. How many people shed blood for it, how many people die for it, he really dare not be because of the momentary emotional fluctuations. He promised such a disaster, he was Feng, but he was still acting on behalf of the emperor, he was responsible for the victory, he was responsible for the rivers and lakes.
Feng didn't dare to look at Bi Yuewu's eyes. He believed that no one could stand Bi Yuewu's pitiful eyes. It might be that the firmness and long contemplation on her face gave Bi Yuewu the answer, but she still didn't say a word. Kneel there.
"Yujie, don't ask him, remember, I love you." Mr. Liang's gentle voice can melt the ice in the entire east, and when Bi Yuewu turned his head following the voice, what he saw was falling to the ground. Mr. Liang, a bright and content smile, a handsome chin, a mature charm, and the knife in his chest.
She still loves me, she always loves me, that's enough. Yujie, you must live well. Mr. Liang had no sentimental attachment to this world, and finally glanced at the bright sunshine, the weather was really good.
Mr. Liang is a proud man, and he also has proud capital. He has experienced in society since he was a child, and with his extraordinary ability, he stood out from the many descendants of the Liang family. After inheriting the family business of the Liang family, he continued to struggle and finally sat on the throne of the Eastern King. Maybe many people can fail, but he can't. There are people who have been victorious throughout their lives because they are the supreme emperor, they are kings, their victory is an innate talent, they have extraordinary insight, they are good at tactics, and they are born to be rulers.
But they cannot be defeated. In fact, very few people can defeat them. The emperor looked angry, talked and laughed and murdered. The courage and coercion between gestures are enough to defeat most of the opponents in the world, not to mention that it is not only gold and silver that support the throne, but also the troops. The king is proud, is a myth, and is sure to win.
It is a pity that the emperor does not expect a saint, and the king will be defeated. Those who fail can surrender, and the king who fails can only die. Only death can wash away one's shame, only death can be worthy of one's life's glory. Mr. Liang was convinced of his defeat. He was just an ordinary king, but Dai Juncho had the heart of a saint, and he couldn't see through it.
Although he was defeated, he gained a brother and a relationship before he died. This kind of life can be regarded as a perfect end. It's just that Mr. Liang's pride does not allow others to complete this final stroke, so he chooses to commit suicide. Suicide is a kind of relief, and suicide is also a kind of pride. Let me finish my whole life proudly. Goodbye, my Yujie, goodbye, my brother, goodbye, my east, goodbye, this world.
"No! Don't!" Bi Yuewu screamed heartbreakingly. The blue waves rushed to Mr. Liang who fell to the ground. The rapids were blocked by a rock protruding from the ground. Burst out in the middle. She didn't care, she didn't care, she crawled to Mr. Liang with both hands and feet, "Yuan Kai, Yuan Kai, don't leave me! You said you won't leave me!" Strings of tears slid down Xiangji. , Without Yuan Kai's world, is it still my world? Is this me or me
It was Jing Muyan who ran right behind Bi Yuewu. He rushed over almost subconsciously, but when he got closer, he could conclude that he didn't even need to get his pulse, and Mr. Liang was out of help. "The poison of the poison dart frog has no cure." Jing Muya shook his head towards Feng, looking at Bi Yuewu who was lying on the ground with regret. He actually wanted Feng to let the lovers out. , Life is short, and an unforgettable love is not easy. In fact, Jianghu is just a movie without a protagonist for Jing Muya. The passers-by who come and go are all of the movie, and he is just a lens from a distance. The joys, sorrows and joys are separated, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and everything in the world follows the knife. After falling yin and yang, he was no longer excited. But Jing Muya still can't break a love character, just like the evil fate in front of him, is this a punishment from heaven
"What you said, did you forget what you said at the top of Changbai? You said you want to marry me, you said you wouldn't abandon me! You lie, lie!" Bi Yuewu beat the ground , The hard gravel pierced her hands, but she didn't feel any pain. What kind of pain can be stronger than losing you, and what kind of feeling can be more precious than your love! But you just left, just leave me like this
Everyone at the scene watched Bi Yuewu hysterically mad, crying for a while and laughing, no one dared to speak, and was unwilling to break this delicate balance. I don't know how long it took, the cry of the beauty gradually stopped. Bi Yuewu wiped away the tears with her back to everyone, and the moment she turned her head, she said vaguely: "Please bury us by the Changbai Mountain Tianchi." When Feng only heard "please", he realized what Bi Yuewu was going to do. The sentence "don't" saw the smiling face of Bi Yuewu with a crystal pendant on the snowy plain without any sound. Bi Yuewu fell into Jing Muya's arms, mixed with the blood in his mouth.
Jing Lao almost subconsciously caught Bi Yuewu, the faint taste of bitter almonds made Jing Muya have to carefully block his breath, gently put the person on the ground, and walked forward two steps before speaking. Said: "******, still a large dose." Even Feng, who doesn’t understand medicine, knows what a large dose of*** means. It will die within three minutes. There is no solution, not to mention that there is no at all. Plenty of water for gastric lavage. Feng stared blankly at Bi Yuewu, who was lying on the ground with a happy face. Sister Leng, you are finally free.
Bi Yuewu was smiling, yes, she was still smiling even though she was suffering all kinds of pain. Relief is undoubtedly a gift from heaven for her. There is no pressure, no responsibility, and the world without choice is right in front of her. What else is unhappy? I will see you soon, my husband. In the ice and snow world of Long Day Pool, I will accompany you forever. Bi Yuewu glanced at melancholy Feng for the last time, watched him burst into tears, watched him calling his sister to run over, and watched Lin's blessing and little eyes, she couldn't see Feng's result. Yes, I'm really going to be free, but what about you, my favorite brother, where is your end and your happiness? Is this river and lake really so important to you
The snow falling with the sun is really beautiful.