Chapter 21 Sun and Moon Mingming Invite Tonghui

Under the mortal world, all men are only divided into two types.

Only the color is not **, * equivalent.

I belong to the former, how about admiring Hong?

I have also thought that Qinghong is so every way not to become the uncle of the Shuiming world and become the leader of the Shuiming world in the future because he really has a special love for Yin Cui. However, when I saw his deal with Bei Gongyue, it seemed that I was a little wrong. Yin Cui and Qing Muhong, who will play more? This question may be more interesting when the answer is revealed.

At the top of the wind, I looked at the moon charm bulging in Qingmuhong's waist pocket and gradually walked towards another carriage in the distance.

"Mrs. Qing has been waiting for us for a long time." The attendants in front of him rode on the horse and bowed his head to report to Qing Muhong.

Qing Hongli put down the veil and looked condensed. "Let's go, my sister-in-law suspects it. That's not good!"

The carriage is moving slowly, but the speed of the axle has become faster and faster.

I withdrew my sight and saw the yellow curtain where Bei Gongyue was. The wind on this mountain is always particularly strong, and when the hair hits the face, it always makes people feel a tingling pain.

Huh? Another person?

The whole body is black, the black robe, and even the face are painted all black. At first glance, it is completely unclear which part is the eyes and which part is the nose.

With a laughter, Bei Gongyue's taste has become more and more extensive recently, and even such a weirdo has to be absorbed into his harem.

In the next time, will Bei Gongyue make a strange cry? For her *, anything can happen. Maybe she will lift all the shelters on the carriage and ** do the boudoir in the sun.

This is a hobby that Beigongyue often has. At least at this moment, the movement in the carriage is completely developing in this direction.

The top of the carriage was completely shaken open, together with all the green bamboo curtains next to it, and all the gauze tents of cold moon color. All of them were broken and slowly fell in the air.

In just a moment, the man appeared in my sight, wearing complete clothes, and not even the black marks on his face.

No!

I flew down from the trees and directly took a look at the man.

The man's heart was swept obliquely below his legs. However, the man only leaned back and fell straight down, but pointed a finger to the ground at the last moment, pressing all the weight of his body.

was stunned and was unexpectedly completely broken by the other party. Then the moment he pointed to the ground, he began to bounce up and quickly pushed me.

You can't turn your head and lower your waist. If you move to the back, I may expose the empty door and be taken the lead by the other party. In a hurry, I had to pull out the tassel sword. The long sword spirit can see such light within a long circle, sharp and dazzling.

The light that pierced his eyes, the black-faced man subconsciously covered his face with his hand.

He should still be a master of martial arts. He knows that the sword spirit of the tassel sword is too strong and the sword light is too strong. If he looks at it directly, it will hurt his eyes lightly and blind in severe times.

As long as the gap is enough, I stabbed the black-faced man with my sword with power.

He turned his backhand and blocked it with a wooden stick in his hand. After rotating the stick and sword dozens of times, it slowly turned into ashes.

Obviously, his hand was injured, but the tassel sword did not hit him.

"Use the sword of fierceness to win! Boy!" His voice was like a ghost, drifting, with a strong echo under the roughness, giving a sense of dizziness.

By the time I slowly let go of my hand holding my head, the figure had disappeared.

Do you suffer? I forgot that there is another person in the carriage, Bei Gongyue!

She lay on the carriage, and her hands had already been blurred by the wooden stick. Between the neck is full of bright red blood.

She was beaten no less than a hundred times on the neck. Why didn't I hear anything?

There is also breathing and breathing. I immediately held her and put her on the railing, ready to heal her.

"Ryu Tian, don't waste any more effort. I know, I can't do it!" Her voice is intermittent, but every time she says a word, a lot of blood will gushe out of her mouth and wrap around her body.

I really hate this smell. I hate death even more. I don't want to see any woman die in front of me, but I can't help it.

I don't care if such injuries can be saved by my skills. Even if I can't, I have to do it so stubbornly.

A pair of trembling bracelets around my arms transporting true air. The voice could no longer be completely and clearly said, "When I died, the last thing I saw was you. It's really good. Flowing sky. Seeing you is the same as seeing you!" Bei Gongyue will also look at me with such a simple smile. That kind of satisfaction and happiness is more charming than any charming and enchanting time.

I shook my head and didn't want any thoughts to disturb the input of Zhenqi, even if the abolished Zhenqi could only be exchanged for her stay for another moment.

"Don't talk, don't talk, have a good rest."

That's all I can say. Language is so pale and powerless that people can't breathe. Who is it and who will be so cruel?

A bunch of extreme blood flew out of the mouth of Bei Gongyue. The heart has been broken, not to mention the skin that has been barely supported empty? She could no longer support her body and lay weakly in my arms. That blood, together with my blood, also sprayed on her back.

Don't even know who hurt her? Doesn't that person even know herself?

The sticky smell of blood fills our bodies. I hugged the gradually cooling body and listened to her last whisper.

"I'm leaving. Let's go with him."

I nodded my head. If this is her wish, then, I bless, really bless.

Her hand gradually raised, trying to touch my face in the end. Those hands, still hands, the index finger and the little finger had already been glued together, and even at the moment when her hand was gently raised, there was such a small finger falling from her complete palm.

The thing with almost no sound bounced on the back of my foot, with the slightest touch.

"Su Yunliutian, have you ever liked me?"

The corners of her eyes are like a smile at the corners of her mouth, which makes people so reluctant. Her hand fell heavily before it reached my face.

That woman, the woman I once insisted on leaving, will no longer hold my body and say, "Ryu Tian, don't go, okay?"

What about her threat? What about her gentleness? Where is her domineering?

I closed her palm and touched my face all the time.

Bei Gongyue, do you know that if there is not half the same blood in our bodies, then maybe, at that time, I would not choose to leave so ruthlessly at all.

North bow transit, north bow moon, I used to be so naive and man-made, but it's just a coincidence.

However, there are not so many coincidences in this world.

That year, the imperial palace of the imperial capital also drove out a woman whose name was Bei Gongyue, the only sister of Beigong's transiting the sun.

That year, Bei Gongyue shouted at the mouth of the palace gate of the imperial palace for three days. However, such an incoherent love will not be recognized by any elder of the Beigong family.

So, that year, she was still the North Bow Moon, which had nothing to do with all the imperial palaces.

Men can anesthetize her. Wine allows her to see the north bow transit in the nihilless environment.

In my sleep with Bei Gongyue, I could hear her shouting the same name, not anyone else, but my father. It was at that time that I decided to leave. How can I be with my own aunt?

"Why don't you like me? Say a reason that can convince me, and I'll let you go!"

"Ha ha, if you don't have the surname Bei Gong, then I like you."

"Is the surname Beigong unpleasant? Why?"

"Because people surnamed Bei Gong don't have a good end, it's even more unlucky. I don't like it."

The last joy with Bei Gongyue that day, she persistently asked me such a question. She was not satisfied with the answer that day, so she was angry with Hua Lianxin and Piaobi.

I buried Bei Gongyue in the place where the carriage stopped, a simple lonely grave, and the wind will pass by.

If she can meet her father underground, I hope she can love vigorously this time.

The initial trace of the wind, cut the flower and cut the heart.

Take flowers as the sword and people's hearts as the heart of the sword.

North Gongyue's tricks have never been killed.

The wind was really a little anxious. He stood silently, but hurriedly set up a small stone tablet on the lonely grave. There are only four words on the monument:

The sun and the moon shine together.

That's what Grandpa meant when he named them, right?

In the love and hate of Bei Gongyue, there is nothing about morality, family, or ethics. She just regards love as all love, hate as the opposite of love, and then lives for hatred and dies for love.

It seems that you can hear a familiar conversation in your ear.

"Why don't you like me? Say a reason that can convince me, and I'll let you go!"

"Ha ha, if you don't have the surname Bei Gong, then I like you."

"Is the surname Beigong unpleasant? Why?"

"Because people surnamed Bei Gong don't have a good end, it's even more unlucky. I don't like it."

The wind raised the corners of my clothes and ravaged my ears.

I smiled and muttered, "Because half of the surname of Beigong is also my surname."

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