Chapter 60 A Spring Snow Frozen Plum Blossom

The stars are shining and the moon is bright. The night is getting dark and the surroundings are silent.

The cold wind brushed her face and messed up the hair in front of Hanyue's forehead. She frowned slightly and her eyes were in a trance. Unexpectedly, she was so weak. Xue Shuang stretched out her hand and rested her head on her shoulder.

"Is the palace owner all right? Can you hold on..."

Han Yue nodded, with a pale and weak smile on the corners of her mouth.

At the end, all she has is a person she can rely on on the streets of the cold night.

In the room of Tongfu Inn, Xue Shuang helped Han Yue change her clothes and wash her face. Handing over the teacup and looking at Han Yue's bloodless and almost transparent face, he finally couldn't help asking:

"Lord, what the hell has happened..."

Han Yue leaned her body against ** and felt the wound in her chest crack. Her hand leaned down in front of her chest. The blood instantly penetrated on the white clothes, and her tears were hazy with pain.

"Is there an injury on the palace owner's body? Who hurt the palace owner?

Xue Shuang was shocked and wanted to help Han Yue bandage the wound, but was rejected by Han Yue.

What happened this night surprised her.

Hanyue led the people of Lenghua Palace to join the famous sword villa and killed Mei Xintong, the head of the silhouette hall; she was so strong and weak for a while; there was such a serious injury on her body.

"Mu Hanxing..."

The cold moon said lightly.

"Snow Frost, a lot of things have really happened, and I'm overwhelmed. There are many things, and I don't know if it's right to deal with it like this... However, Xu Siyang is still a decent gentleman. If you follow him, you should have a good future. The harsh punishment of Lenghua Palace should slowly become more tolerant. Plum Embroidery Village can be opened more, Silhouting Hall..." Han Yue looked up at the snow frost and hesitated for a moment: "The shadow training camp of Silhouette Hall is also in Jiaxing. Sell the real estate and shut down the training camp secretly..."

"Uncle Tong used the silver from the silhouette hall in the training camp? Do you know?"

The snow frost is terrible.

Hanyue nodded:

"Mei Xintong is loyal to Lenghua Palace. She has nothing wrong... I want to kill her, and it may not be her who dies today, but anyone who dares to deny my opinion..."

The snow frost is cold.

Since when did the palace owner become more and more ruthless? She did not agree to be merged into the famous sword villa. If she stands up, is she also a ghost under the cold sword at this moment...

The cold moon seemed to see the thoughts of snow and frost and stretched out her hand:

"Snow Frost, I trusted you before I told you. If you avenge Uncle Tong, you can kill me. I have no internal strength now and I don't have any power to retaliate..."

The snow frost was shocked and knelt in front of the cold moon bed without saying anything.

"I have never doubted that I will bear the price for everything I have done... However, this competition is unfair. They stood on the moral high ground and accused me, and I had to obey... But they didn't know that I had to achieve their so-called compassionate arrangement with blood. In the end, I am a person stained with sin and blood and cannot be redeemed..."

Xueshuang secretly connects this seemingly unreasonable thing in my heart, and I can understand Han Yue's practice, and the more surprised it is.

"You don't have to have any burden on these. I will arrange everything and give it to you..."

"Palace Lord..." Xue Shuang heard the meaning of the cold moon and was shocked.

"If the palace master has any order, Xue Shuang will swear to die, but the palace owner should not say such words..."

There was a soft smile on the corners of Hanyue's mouth, but her eyes were full of despair. She put her hand on the shoulder of the snow frost and patted it gently:

"Don't worry about me... Have a good rest. A lot of things will happen these days. Don't worry about me or be sad..."

"Don't take that medicine."

Before going out, the snow frost said with concern.

Hanyue nodded:

"No, not to mention, I don't have it anymore..."

The moment the snow frost closed the door, blood overflowed from the corners of Hanyue's mouth, and she slowly closed her tired eyes.

Menghua Chaotianyou seven winter, Huangzhou City's first snow.

The first snow in winter has been falling for a day. The sudden snow made this small city in the south of the Yangtze River wrapped in silver in an instant, like ice sculptures. In the cold wind, people hid in the house and made a fire to keep warm.

On a desolate mountain on the outskirts of Huangzhou, people's voices are loud and people are shaking.

Mei Zhixue, the owner of the Cold Flower Palace, is dressed in plain clothes and slowly kneels down to the spiritual cards displayed on the ice and snow. The spiritual positions are arranged from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, with 103 tokens and 32 sect flags. Under the gaze of the martial arts people on both sides, Mei Zhixue knocked three steps. Her face was pale and expressionless; how restrained she was, she couldn't stand such humiliation, and her shoulders trembled slightly and burst into tears.

"Is it so easy to forgive her? How miserable my uncle died..."

A young voice shouted.

At first, they all thought that this request was too harsh, but it was difficult for Han Xing and Xu Siyang to put forward a heavy bargaining chip in order to make conditions with them in the future. They all thought that Han Yue would not agree. However, Mu Hanxing all responded. At this moment, they suddenly felt that this request was too simple?

"Any humiliation is nothing to a shameful person... Shouldn't she apologize to the dead ghost?"

This idea arises in many people's minds.

No one thinks that Jianghu, which is respected by strength, is not the opponent of Hanyue.

With the shout of a young voice, the crowd became noisy.

"If you hit her, she won't die..."

I don't know who shouted, and then a wooden stick hit the shoulder of the cold moon that had just stood up. The cold moon was unprepared and fell to the ground.

Then, the continuous wooden stick and long whip attacked her. Every time she stood up, she had to face a painful whip. And the most humiliating kneeling gave her a chance to breathe.

Soon, her shoulders and back were full of scars and blood stains, stained with white clothes and snow all over the ground.

The top of the mountain is still so far away.

Standing on the top of the mountain and Siyang, Han Xing and Jiang Shuai have changed their faces.

"They are so cruel, General Mu, I didn't want this..."

Jiang Shuai suddenly opened his mouth, and his eyes were full of intolerance.

"Amitabha, good and good... Buddha's merciful, why is this?" The atrod monk said.

Siyang finally couldn't stand. He was about to step down the mountain to stop him, but his sleeve was pulled by the cold star:

"No need..."

Han Xing's voice was faint. He looked at the bottom of the mountain motionless. In the flying snow all over the sky, the cold moon struggled hard on the silver-like mountain. Behind him was the bright red blood stains... The cold star's eyebrows were twisted together, clenched his fists, and forced himself to suppress his inner feelings. His voice was still cold and solemn, and his expression was still calm:

"That's it..."

Siyang was shocked, nodded for a long time, and closed his eyes in pain.

Pure hell...

Hanyue doesn't know how to climb to the top of the mountain step by step. The wounds all over her body shouted, and the blood kept flowing out. She didn't feel pain, but felt cold and bone cold. She wanted to faint or even die, but the cold made her feel awake. Endless whips, abuse, and even people keep spitting on her and slapping her with snow...

No one felt sorry for her, no one said a word for her, and even her flesh-and-blood brother.

After worshipping the last spiritual card, when Han Yue stood up, she was already covered in blood, and her messy long hair was also covered with blood, white snow, and saliva...

Looking back at the martial arts people gathered behind them, they were all excited, and then looked up at the people in front of them. Snowflakes fell on her long eyelashes and watered into her eyes:

"Is that enough?"

"Amitabha, the benefactor has a heart for kindness, and turning back is the shore. No one is convinced by such a hard practice..."

In the eyes of the master without angry, there is infinite compassion and compassion.

Han Yue had a sarcastic and bitter smile on the corners of her mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

After all, it was the sister of Mu Hanxing, the general of Huangzhou. Suddenly, there was a faint uneasiness in everyone's hearts.

"Everyone..." The cold star said loudly. He looked at the cold moon falling on the snow and clenched his fists: "Everyone, today's cold moon has apologized to the deceased and the living according to everyone's requirements. I hope everyone can put aside their old feuds, trust each other, and work together for the country! Hanyue is the only blood relative of Hanxing in the world, but Hanxing will not favor anyone and will treat each other fairly in the future. As for today's events, Hanyue will never pursue it! After today, everyone hopes to be a family!"

"For the country with one heart!"

Sisang's arms are corresponding!

The mountain is full of loyalty and ambition.

No matter how strong the killing heart is, it is also shocked by the blood stains of the cold moon. The hatred has snowed, and they are no longer heartless and as frank as the earth under the white snow.

In the Yi family's military camp, Yi Hui sat in the house. Since Yi Hui went to the prison to save Hanyue that day, he was locked here by Han Xing and could not leave the room for half a step. It's not a prison, but it's better than a prison. Wang Liang, Hanxing's entourage, looked at him step by step. It's not that he can't knock Wang Liang out, but Han Xing said that if Yi Hui goes out of this door, he will blame the two of them. Yi Hui can't blame Wang Liang.

He is worried about the cold moon. Han Yue promised everything in prison that day, but how can such an arrogant woman give in? How to be willing...

Something must happen, but Yi Hui is helpless.

Wang Liang was ordered to keep silent about things outside.

"Brother Wang, tell me if something has happened?" Yi Hui couldn't help begging Wang Liang again.

Wang Liang's face looks difficult:

"Yi Hui, can you not embarrass me? Look, what can happen in such a heavy snow today, right?

Wang Liang comforted that he had never seen Yi Hui so anxious.

Yi Hui shook his head:

"No, I have a hunch that something will happen today... Brother Wang, I know you are loyal to the Mu system. He is also my officer and my brother. I also respect him and admire him, but his choice and his decision cannot be perfect, right? It will also hurt others and make mistakes. No matter how strong Hanyue is, she is just a girl. Do you think he locked her in prison? They are brothers and sisters, but how many years have they haven't seen each other? If he does this, the brother-sister relationship will be ruined... If you were him, what will you do? If you were a cold moon, what would you think? Can you bear to see that there is no relative around Mu?

Wang Liang frowned slightly.

Looking at Wang Liang's look, Yi Hui knew that he had guessed right. It was Hanyue who had an accident. Otherwise, why did Han Xing lock himself here...

"The Mu system is calm and calm, wise and mature, and the whole army admires it. In my father's eyes, the Mu system is hundreds of times stronger than my useless son..." Yi Hui said slowly.

"Don't think so... Mu has his good, and you also have your good... This summer, you fought against the enemy and was the first to rush to the tower, that majestic..."

Although in private, the soldiers couldn't help comparing Mu Hanxing with Yi Hui and speculated in the hearts of Marshal Yi. Maybe the general of Mu was heavier than Yi Hui's weight, it was too cruel for Yi Hui to say this. What's more, Yi Hui is also an outstanding person in martial arts. The rare humility and good temperament was also praised by the soldiers.

Yi Hui smiles:

"Yi Hui respects the control system as much as everyone else. No matter what I do, I don't mean to hurt the control system. If it's still because of the cold moon, please tell Yi Hui. Han Yue was raised by Yi's parents when she was a child, and I also regarded her as my own sister. If something really happens to her, Mu will be very sad... There are some things that he can't say if he has to worry about the overall situation, but I don't regret doing anything. Even if I am punished by him, I have no complaints..."

Yi Hui said indifferently, but Wang Liang was deeply moved.

"You are the marshal's son, and you don't care about anything. I'm also rough and thick-skinned. Even if the Mu system wants to punish you, you can't care... You come out of the city from the north gate, ten miles outside the city, Miss Mu should kneel down and apologize to the people in the martial arts... I'm afraid that something will happen..."

It turned out that he really did it. Unexpectedly, Yi Hui shook his body and arched his hand to Wang Liang:

"Thank you, Brother Wang..."

Turn around and go out, ignored Wang Liang and told him that the snow road was slippery. Be careful of injuries on his body...

Yi Hui hit a horse and ran on the sparsely populated road, leaving a string of horseshoe marks.

But it's too late after all.

There is no one on the hillside, leaving only messy footprints and drops of blood, showing what has just happened here...

The snow filled his eyes and tears fell...

The snow has not covered the footprints and even the blood droplets are as bright red as before. It is inevitable that they have not gone far.

Han Xing returned to Tongfu Inn with his sister in his arms. As soon as he put the cold moon in a coma, Yi Hui had already pushed the door and entered.

"Moon..."

Yi Hui ignored the cold star and fell down in front of the bed. The woman in front of her was covered with scars and blood, and her white clothes were all bloody. What kind of torture should have been... Yi Hui wanted to touch her, but he didn't know how not to touch her wound.

Yi Hui is already full of tears.

"Yi Hui, get out of the way," Han Xing pulled away Yi Hui. Next to him, Siyang had brought Huo Lingxiao and Hongqi.

"She's injured, you men should go out..."

Ling Xiao looked at the people in the room and ordered.