The bloody howling icy wind.
She has missed, lost and failed in her life, but she has never lost her heart. However, at this moment, the Li family's wife is slashing like a knife, but she has nothing to say and can only be slaughtered.
Such a bleak perception.
It turns out...she is no different from them. The so-called justice is vulnerable because of selfishness before making a decision. She has never been nobler than anyone else. She is just as selfish, humble, shameless, and cowardly!
Because the world is not benevolent, one of the humble dogs among all things!
She has been standing all her life, but at this moment she is finally kneeling in the dust.
From now on... How will she face herself at this moment
The bride of the Li family no longer laughed or scolded.
She was sitting, leaning against the door wall, with her neck slightly tilted back, in an eternally fixed posture.
she died.
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"ah-"
The mournful and long drink soared up to the sky, before the shout was finished, gray-black mad shadows rose all over the sky.
Meng Fuyao rushed out like a whirlwind, didn't even go through the door between the front and back yards, smashed straight through the walls of the two courtyards, and passed through abruptly.
She rushed out from the dust and smoke, without using real energy to protect her, she burst out a head of blood, the blood trickled down, sticking to her sight, her forehead was throbbing with severe pain, but she didn't even wipe it off.
Compared with the pain of depression and anger in my heart, this pain is far from enough!
Meng Fuyao ran wildly in the courtyard in the rain, among the corpses all over the place.
She overestimated herself.
She thought that she could face and bear the consequences of such a decision, and that she could use her whole life and time to make up for her selfishness in the future, but when the bride of the Li family cursed and died in front of her eyes, she finally collapsed.
The sky and the earth collapsed, and the vault of the universe spun down, submerging her.
She no longer knew what she was going to do, nor where she was going, she just felt that the air around her was as cold as snow, but she was full of anger and madness, the pain in her heart interacted with the domineering medicine, which made the blood in her whole body run wild Chung rampaged, scurrying in all directions looking for an exit, those surging blood were like snakes binding her consciousness, strangling her tightly, making her breathless and unconscious.
She wants to break free! Break free! Break free!
She roared and ran!
The other forty people who were searching for the Li family's belongings in the front yard had already heard the movement.
In the wing room where the old couple lived in the main house of the Li family, the windows and doors were opened, and a few people's heads poked out. They looked outside, then looked at each other, and said, "What's that sound? Ghost screaming?"
Then they all saw a black figure stepping onto the corridor like a ghost.
As soon as their eyes saw a black figure appearing in the corridor, they felt that a black light rolled by, and something cold passed their necks like electricity.
The world stopped forever at this moment, the blood spurted out from the cavity, and the flying human head saw four heads falling neatly outside the door, and four headless corpses fell inside the door, and the corpses still kept looking at them in astonishment. posture.
Meng Fuyao stepped onto the eaves of the corridor, and charged past them with a knife.
Only one move!
One knife, four heads!
All four heads landed on the ground, Meng Fuyao didn't even look at it, he lifted his legs and floated into the next room, only then did the sound of "gudong" when the head landed on the ground.
A purple cloak who was checking the gold color against the lamp raised his head in astonishment when he heard the voice. Before he could speak, he felt that the lamp dimmed for a while, and then turned on again. When it was lit, it was completely red.
It was his own blood.
He lowered his head slowly, and found that a big hole had opened in his front and back heart at some point, and a pale, bloody hand was pulling out a black knife.
Immediately, he saw the black robe fluttering, smelled the bloody wind from his nose, and the black shadow was gone.
He falls, and the last realization is... that's not human.
Meng Fuyao also doesn't want to be a human right now, it's too difficult and painful to be a human, it's better to become a demon!
Kill this shameless humanity, pierce this eyeless sky!
She galloped all over the Li family's house, looking at anyone with a knife, and then all the purple cloaks rushed out to gather to deal with her, one of the men was so brave that he even bullied her side, Meng Fuyao pierced the bridge of his nose with a knife , Life and death wear each other.
The bridge of the nose was hard, and the knife was stuck and he couldn't pull it out for a while, but Meng Fuyao didn't pull it out because there were people in front of him and behind him, but Meng Fuyao didn't pull it out.
It was so ferocious that those who saw it were terrified, and some people began to retreat timidly, and the purple cloak became more and more vulnerable, so they died faster.
During the killing process, Meng Fuyao saw two trembling black shadows behind a water tank, and when he picked them out, they turned out to be the county magistrate and the township official. They have no power to restrain a chicken, and they are powerless to save people.
Meng Fuyao finally withdrew the slash - what right did she have to ask them to kill them? She herself was baser than them!
As soon as she raised her hand to push the two away, she continued to charge with the knife wrapped around her body, her blood was throbbing, as if she was about to splash when she touched her throat, she vaguely knew that the side effects of the medicine were starting to dissipate. She rested, but she couldn't stop, she had to keep rushing and killing, so that she could turn the pent-up anger into blood soaring to the sky, and wash away the pain of this moment.
Knife up... Knife down... Knife in... Knife out!
The blood flowed out like a brocade, no one's was more red than anyone else's!
That kind of fierce killing, the galloping rush, it's a long time to say, but it's very short. I don't know when someone followed behind me, and I vaguely knew that it was my own person, Yinwei, Tiecheng.
Yinwei tried to stop her, but she raised her hand to split.
"Protect your master, get out!"
Tiecheng pulled her with bloodshot eyes, and she slapped her with a slap.
"Why didn't you save it? Why didn't you save it?"
The crisp applause made Lightning dodge in shock, and the clanking man's cry of blood could be heard behind him.
Don't cry for this harsh slap, cry for the helpless choice in life, cry for the scars of the master who are bleeding at this moment!
Meng Fuyao was still running around, as if she had finished killing people, she was still rummaging through the corpses, her black figure was bouncing around, impetuously jumping hysterically.
I vaguely heard someone shouting: "Stop her, stop her!"
"Let her cry! Or she'll go crazy!"
The answer was already crying, "I can't stop it..."
Crazy, crazy, this world is so cold and cold, people live only to suffer from that pain, why not go crazy together!
A faint shadow suddenly passed before his eyes.
As if she didn't see it, she slammed straight into the shadow fireball, she slammed so hard, with the strength to kill a person, no matter whether there is a mountain or a rock in front of you, a person or a ghost, if you dare to stop me, you will be killed you!
The shadow did not move away.
"boom!"
She slammed into a warm embrace.
The world is so cold to the bone, only this embrace is as warm as ever.
Meng Fuyao froze and trembled all over her body. At this moment, her whole body was frozen with ice, and her insides were burning hot. The only thing she didn't have was this peaceful, broad, omnipresent calmness and warmth. The hot blood that trapped her was exchanged for the redemption at the most dangerous moment before she was about to go mad and self-injure and die.
She felt the person above her head tremble slightly, as if she was coughing, and then a bit of damp heat fell on top of her head. Meng Fuyao regained consciousness a little, and raised his hand to touch it, but the person immediately stopped her and hugged her even tighter.
He hugged her tightly, and he clung to her ear in the heavy rain, and said softly: "Swinging, swinging, swinging..."
He called her name one after another, recalling her perception of herself at the moment when she despised herself.
He said, "How can I live like this?"
He said: "Speaking of whether the criminal is me or not you, this would not have happened if I hadn't had an accident, and if the hidden guards hadn't been sent out by me to scout and kill Zicloak, this wouldn't have happened."
He said: "We all made mistakes in Fuyao, but remember that I will carry it with you at any time, not alone or alone."
He said: "If you don't live, everyone here will die, and I will be the first."
He said: "Cry, there is nothing you can't face, there is no reason not to cry."
He held up her blood-stained and rain-stained face, and pressed their wet foreheads together, Meng Fuyao looked at his bloodshot eyes under thick long lashes in a daze, the surging pain and heartache instantly overwhelmed her, His lips fell down gently, kissing her with such a heavy and persistent way, mixing the tiny blood from the seven orifices that flowed out from the burst of true qi mixed with rainwater one by one, his lips and teeth were lingering and his expression ached, as if he wanted to use all his strength Warmth, to heal her wounds that are hard to heal at the moment.
Immediately she saw a flash of crystal light, and a little salty liquid, different from the cold rain, fell on her cheek.
"Ding-"
At this moment, it seemed to hear the sound of tears falling and breaking the ice. The tears he dripped on her cheeks finally knocked away the black ice in her heart that had been silently condensed since she was scolded. Lie on the ice sheet thousands of miles away, melt the blood and freeze little by little, and suppress the rushing waves.
He let out a bad breath.
She softened suddenly.
Soft in the arms of the eldest grandson Wuji.
She was stuck in his arms, crying heartbreakingly regardless, as if a breached dam had been opened to release a flooded river, and large swaths of pent-up tears together with severe painful thoughts spewed out like a well, those The tears gushing out seemed to have used up all the tears in her life, and quickly wet Changsun Wuji's inner coat and wet his heart.
The eldest grandson Wuji hugged her motionlessly, and both of them sat down in the middle of the bloody and muddy courtyard without any shelter. The heavy rain poured down without thinking, and the eldest grandson Wuji slightly raised his rain-drenched face, gradually turning the heat of the woman in his arms. The body hugged tightly, and there seemed to be a slight gratitude in his expression.
Fortunately... everything is still in time.
Believe that time can make up for all serious injuries.
It was dark.
Under the sky, in the torrential rain, among the corpses on the ground, the drenched men and women hugged each other silently, she cried her grief and pain, he hurt her pain, and was grateful for what she had not lost.
In his arms, her eyes were blurred with tears, crying till the end of the spout of dark red blood, he smiled slightly relaxed, but his face became paler and paler each time.
Then, the two hugged each other and fell into the rain.