Human beings are inherently good by nature.
Song Ye believed this sentence. No one was born with a tendency to be bloodthirsty and cruel. At least for a long time in her childhood, no matter how bad her adoptive mother treated her, she never had the intention to kill.
Later, when she learned about her life experience, she found various compelling reasons for her biological mother more than once.
Even if Ye Meijing killed Ye Lingyin, she did not issue a killing order.
Until this moment, because of Ye Meimei's tip-off, the ground was covered with corpses and blood flowed into rivers, and Song Ye finally recognized it.
This so-called mother is hopeless. She can never look back or repent. Those night conversations under the stars and those memories of eating at the same table are all just her thoughts.
Now, Song Ye wants to end all this with his own hands and end the grudges and grudges of the past eighteen years.
The blade pierced the woman's luxurious clothes and reached her chest. The blood flowers were like paint staining the skirt of the clothes, blooming into beautiful flowers one after another.
"I hate you." Song Ye looked into her eyes. Countless complex emotions were swirling in the deep eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
She said, I hate you, I hate that you were born without raising me, I hate that you are ruthless and unjust, I hate that you are unrepentant, I hate that you make me unable to see hope.
"Stop... No, Song Ye... Stop... I was wrong..." Ye Meimei spat out large mouthfuls of blood from her throat. When she felt that the fourth knife on her chest was infinitely far away from her heart, she held Song with her trembling fingertips. Ye's wrist finally opened his mouth to beg for mercy.
She was really afraid, afraid that she would die under Song Ye's knife and in the hands of her daughter.
This is the first time that Ye Meili touches Song Ye. Two hands that are also stained with blood touch each other. The contact between mother and daughter is filled with the sticky smell of blood, just like all the things they have experienced between them. Portrait.
Song Ye's heart felt cold. Faced with the other party's admission of mistake, his face was not moved at all. He pulled out the blade, and the fifth blade fell on her heart, "It's too late..."
Her voice was hoarse, like a piano string that was about to break in the next second. Mottled rain fell in her pupils, and water mist emerged. There was no longer any hesitation in the strength of her hands.
It's too late to say anything now.
The moment the knife edge pointed downward, the force-receiving object in front of him suddenly disappeared. Song Ye raised his eyes and looked over, but what he saw was Shao Yichen holding Ye Meimei's arm.
At this critical moment, Shao Yichen rescued her.
"Get out of the way." Song Ye said with a cold face, taking a step forward and continuing to approach. She really didn't want Shao Yichen to see this scene, but she said she wanted to understand the fate of everything today.
"Xiaoye, you can't kill her." Shao Yichen, who had always supported her and stood by her side, shook his head this time and was determined not to let her do it. "She is your mother. Killing her is a betrayal." Virtue, you will never be able to escape this sin in your life."
Even if Ye Meimei deserves to die again, Song Ye will not get any pleasure from killing her. On the contrary, the shadow of killing her mother by hand will accompany her for the rest of her life.
"I don't have such a mother. How can there be such a mother in the world!" The second half of the sentence made Song Ye's eyes red and he roared. The rain and tears on his face were intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish, but clearly visible. Show her sadness.
She was born unwilling to bear such a fate, but now that she has reached this point, the only thing she can do is to end her with her own hands.
Shao Yichen looked at her sadly, as if every drop of Song Ye's tears was like cutting a knife into his heart, causing pain. The hand holding Ye Meimei tightened unconsciously, and he suddenly showed a gentle smile, " You can't kill her, it will only make you unhappy. So, just end it all with me... "
The deep voice fell with tenderness, and in the next second, Shao Yichen turned around and slashed the blade of his hand towards Ye Meili's neck.
The aorta was cut, blood surged wildly, and the violent passage of life made the already weak Ye Meimei slowly fall down. Her body was like a leaf falling from the treetop, drifting and lonely, and finally fell into the hands of the man who loved her. in the arms.
Not to mention that Song Ye who was a few steps away was shocked, even Ye Meimei himself did not expect that Shao Yichen would kill him.
"Gurgling..." She opened her mouth to say something, but the blood was blocked in her throat and she could only make a gurgling sound. Her beautiful eyes stared at the handsome man in front of her, both shocked and puzzled.
Why, why can you kill me? Don’t you love me
Feeling her fingers tightly tugging on his clothes, Shao Yichen lowered his eyes and whispered to her, "You have committed too many sins in this life. I can't let our daughter bear all this. Beautiful scenery. I will remember you for the rest of my life." , remember that I love you, remember that I killed you."
Living in this world burdened with sin like this is my punishment for killing you. Are you satisfied
But so what if he is not satisfied, Ye Meimei thought emptyly in his mind, a line of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes, he felt that the feeling of bones in his limbs was gradually disappearing, and the dark night above the sky seemed to be dotted with stars.
She remembered that when she was young, these stars were diamonds. Shao Yichen learned oil painting from her and painted her a starry sky.
Later, she owned the most beautiful gems in the world, which were decorated on her clothes and hair, but where had the starry sky gone...
The thoughts stopped abruptly. Shao Yichen didn't know what Ye Meili thought at the moment before she died, but the corners of her mouth were raised and she looked up at the sky, as innocent and cute as when she was young.
He gently closed her eyes for her, and with trembling fingertips, he traced her eyebrows in detail.
Eighteen years of infatuated love, eighteen years of grudges, finally ended at this moment.
Song Ye wiped the rain off her face and tasted a bitter taste at the corner of her mouth, but she did not stay too long. The battle continued, and her blade continued to drink blood.
Our own side does not have any advantage in numbers and suffers heavy casualties. Even with rescue, we cannot break through the encirclement of this army of tens of thousands of superpowers.
Song Ye turned around and looked at the devastated scene, and his heart ached.
"Xiao Ye, I can't stop it anymore. Get out of the cave quickly." When the next fire dragon attacked, Qin Zhan suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked the attack for her. A team has been assembled behind him to minimize losses under his command.
However, this is not a long-term solution.
"Now you can only win if you go down and smash the strange stones and make them lose their powers." Qin Zhan said quickly towards Song Ye while facing the enemy.
This is the only way right now.
Song Ye pursed his lips, nodded, and took a deep look at Qin Zhan in the melee, "You have to survive."
"You also have to live." Qin Zhan looked back, but in the end he couldn't even reach out and give him a hug.