005 Shangli

There is no loud and laughing toaster, no shining smiling face, no sweet voice of sister's voice...

The wedding banquet is still the same, the red satin is dazzling, everywhere--

The body!

There is not a drop of blood, but these people must be dead. Their posture of falling to the ground, their faces, told everything.

Like Shao Qing's puppet, she moved in step by step and tripped over something under her feet. Suddenly, she fell down. Although her tentacles were stiff but slightly warm, she fell on a corpse. The man still held the wine pot in his hand. His dark face was faintly seen, and Jin Zi once smiled and said, "Qingqing, this is my good brother..."

......

When she left, it was still good and lively.

What's the matter?

What happened?

Shao Qing suddenly turned over and got up. She began to tremble and look at the body in a hurry. She staggered and staggered. She reached out to take a breath under everyone's nose. Again and again, one by one... She picked up a face, buried her head in his neck, opened her mouth, but she couldn't scream. She couldn't say a word, and her heart was crazy. She called that name, but she couldn't make a sound.

Gently put down the person in her hand. She continued to walk forward, continued to breathe, and stopped in front of a face. She stared at the small face. She suddenly stretched out her arms and hit the corner of the table on one side. The table was knocked over. Her hands were bloody. She raised her hand without pain. The bracelet did not move at all. She hated This thing! She is not afraid of poison. After touching so many corpses, she will not be poisoned. She hates this bracelet, and she has never hated it so much.

Shaking, continue to move forward, quickly reach the side door, step in...

The blood all over her body surged up. Her body was too late to rush forward. She had already spewed out a mouthful of thick blood. There was a sharp knife in her throat that was burning. She opened her mouth silently in a hoarse voice, stretched out her hand, and slowly stretched out in the void.

A yellow shirt fell at the door of the new house. It was the first time that Xiao Liu put on her new clothes. Her little face was black and her eyebrows frowned. Shao Qing rushed up, hugged her, and pressed her tightly into her arms, as if she were going to insert her into her body, and she did her best. Suddenly, a faint and cool smell came from Xiao Liu's body. One of her nerves suddenly jumped up, and her eyes suddenly widened, full of panic, all-frightened.

There is lightning and thunder in my mind, and the scenes are flying up!

So that's it! I didn't expect this!

......

I've never hated myself so much!

There is no power.

She doesn't have the strength to protect the people she wants to protect!

Watch them leave her like this! It's close at hand, but it can't be saved!

Hold it tightly again, Xiao Liu, suck the smell hard, the smell rushes into the nasal cavity, it feels like Ling Chi, so painful, scratching on the body. The sky is looking at her with a smile. She is honest. It's so ridiculous.

She couldn't shed a drop of tears in her eyes. She slowly turned her eyes and caught a glimpse of a hand at the door.

With blue and black skin, his five fingers are bent, and half of his red sleeves can be seen under the door. Shao Qing gently put down Xiao Liu and pushed the door in. Jin Zi stared and fell behind the door. His other hand stretched in, and there was also a hand with the same dark skin reaching out to him...

Shao Qing went straight in, took out the body of Songhua and put it beside him. Then, she turned around and ran out.

There is only one corpse in the backyard of Yanguan. The light blue clothes, spread on the ground, coldly, like the orchid in the deep valley, the difference is that she drew a sword on her body!

Is it because you didn't poison her immediately?

The moment Shao Qing saw her, she couldn't stand up. She slowly climbed up to her, approached her, and leaned down, carefully and carefully looking for it in Yan Tian's hand. The black blood on her body had solidified.

Shao Qing looked at it in a daze, her eyes were empty, but her hands were no longer shaking. After groping for a moment on Yan Tian, she fell down again to smell it and looked for the smell.

At this moment, her back suddenly straightened and slowly turned around. Behind her was Mu Yao, who was shocked: "What happened? How could this happen?" He was roaring in a low voice with a surprised face.

Shao Qing didn't say a word, but just stared at him, with nothing in his eyes.

Mu Yao looked at her, grabbed her shoulder and shook it hard: "Wake up, what's wrong with you? Wasn't it fine when we went out just now? Who is it?"

Suddenly, she wanted to laugh.

While she thought so, a smile had already floated up. Mu Yao was stunned when he saw her face and said urgently, "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

She just smiled. He hurriedly probed her forehead, but she staggered and stood up until her half of her body was soft. He hugged her in a hurry, and she did not move. She just leaned on him and stood up slowly, and the hand behind her slowly grasped the hilt of Yan Tian's sword.

Mu Yao looked anxious and almost shouted, "You have to inform Mu Li quickly!" Give me the token, I'll go..."

Shao Qing reached out and pulled out the token in his waist and handed it to him. Mu Yao nodded and turned around and left. At this time, behind him silently, the white light stabbed out flat, and the speed was extremely slow. He just went straight to his back heart, but he just turned around and avoided it. He looked at Shao Qing, who was holding the sword, in shock, "You're crazy. "Is it?"

She didn't say anything at all. She moved and waved her sword again.

He avoided the sword just now. How can such a sword be avoided if it is not whole-heartedly guarded?

It turns out that this is Mu Yao.

She has been worried for eight years and blamed herself day and night.

She had no thoughts at all. She just held the sword with her will and waved it at will. Mu Yao always hid from the sword and shouted, "Are you crazy? I'm Mu Yao."

Then she stopped with her sword, and her voice came back, but it was hoarse: "Who is Mu Yao and who is Mu Yao?"

He was stunned and shouted, "Do you suspect it's me? I was with you just now!"

She walked straight towards him. When she was about to reach him, she waved another sword. Mu Yao took two steps back and reached out to cut her wrist: "Put down the sword, Qingqing, I know you suspect me. But we have something more important in front of us. We have to inform Mu Li. I'm afraid the murderer hasn't left the city at this time. There is still a chance to search by closing the wall!"

"Do you still want the life of the wooden calendar? Why is there a big banquet? Why did you hire so many iron guards? Jinzi is just a royal guard. He hasn't been in the camp for a long time. There are only a few friends. Why do you still want to call Shangtian Qing? Why did you call me away? Why didn't you kill me? Can't poison me? Are you afraid that I will find it? Lord Mu Feng!" Her voice was as cold as death.

Mu Yao stared at her, looked at the sword in her hand, and said softly, "Don't talk nonsense. Give me the sword."

"If you want it, you can come and get it." The white light in her hand drew a half arc and stabbed.

Mu Yao had to hide again and said, "They are also my relatives. Why should I do such a vicious hand? Calm down and listen to me first."

"Isn't Mu Feng good at assassinating and winning with speed? You didn't escape very fast." Shao Qingren followed the sword, and every move was pounced with all her strength. Even if she deliberately made a lot of flaws, Mu Yao was always just defended.

The two of them turned around in the courtyard. As Shao Qing was desperate to kill more and more, Mu Yao really began to accelerate. Although he still insisted on saying excuses for himself, the change in his expression made Shao Qing's heart cold.

She was never a gamble! Bet that he can prove his innocence with his own sword without fear. Even if she is on the verge of collapse, her heart still has a little expectation, but there is no need to wait for a response.

Her eyes were cold. When she pushed him to the left side with her right hand, her left hand unexpectedly stretched out and accurately brushed his right arm with lightning speed. The sleeve of Mu's hand had just made her cut off with a sword. At this time, when she passed her, she felt that her hand was slightly cold.

Looking at Shao Qing's cold eyes in front of him, he immediately retreated. After jumping more than two feet, he lowered his head and swept away. His arm was a touch of fishy red, and his heart was even more frightened. He hurriedly stretched out his sleeves to wipe it, but his skin still felt slightly numb. Mu Yao looked up and looked at Shao Qing. His eyes stopped in her hand for a moment and turned to Yan Tian's body over there.

"Are you afraid?" Shao Qing said, "It seems that you know the power of this poison. Do you still want to install it?"

Mu Yao's eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything.

"Didn't they keep saying that they are also your relatives? Shouldn't you be with them as a big brother? Before Shao Qing's words fell, she had already rushed with her sword. The long sword in her hand swept across the sky and drew a cold light to take her forward. In this blow, she had tried her best.

Are you guys watching?

What did you see before you closed your eyes? Do you hate it? Does it hurt? Regret?

Please, hate me fiercely!

Remember to avenge me in the next life!

She heard the sound of the sword piercing the bone, and Mu Yao looked at her in disbelief. The moment she rushed over, he obviously dodged, but she seemed to have predicted the direction and moved forward at the same time. The thorn pierced his left shoulder, and the blood dripped. Just for a moment, she plucked her sword and stabbed it again.

The sword in her hand was pulled out of Yan Tian's body. No matter how calm and restrained it, he began to panic, especially his left shoulder was painless. He was full of fear. At the same time, he already had a sharp weapon in his hand. A pipe of piccolo. Green jade short flute. Shao Qing sneered slightly. She never knew that his weapon was this, and she could take it with her at any time. She was really... damn it.

The residual blood on the sword condensed, passing the wind, and strangely blood-eater.

Her mood suddenly changed and became clear. Every little change of wind, his eyes, his direction, and his speed were all in her eyes, all in her heart, and hatred was also heart. Seeing his flute slanting to her left rib, she did not dodge. She just focused on her sword, looking for the direction, and the place was only a few inches away from his heart.

Sure enough, he gave up the attack and went back to the flute to block each other.

Afraid of death.

The corners of her mouth swung.

The move attack is more fierce and faster. The sword has never exerted such a speed and reaction in her hand. It seems to be the elongation of her right arm, waving it at will, but it forces him to retreat again and again.

It hurts so much, the body is in pain! Or is your heart hurting?

Spire another sword, and stab another sword in the heart. She stared at him closely, looking greedy under the moon, like a beast staring at its prey.

His speed began to slow down, and his whole left arm began to be weak, which was a sign of poisoning, and his return was becoming more and more reluctant. Grit your teeth and grit your teeth and hold on. A voice with a smile came with the wind, "Mufeng, retreat." He suddenly jumped back like redemption.

Shao Qing's sword was also at this time and could no longer reach out. She turned her head blankly. Someone gently held her wrist, and a familiar breath surged in, and her eyes smiled evilly, close at hand.

Immediately, she lost consciousness.

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"...Hold tight, Xiao Liu..." Tight, small, it's actually a forbidden word, so a comma is added.

Long sigh. Bow. Let's leave!