Mo Ling Yubi

[You don't kill me, and I won't stop you from being together. ] Mu Yingying was powerless and slumped on the ground. She lowered her head and said with a choked voice: [Mu He, please stop. ]

Qin Muhe really can't keep her anymore.

He squatted down, took out four black steel needles from his arms as gently as possible and pierced Mu Yingying's spiritual veins. Mu Yingying didn't resist at all, she was very disappointed in the man she once loved so much.

Qin Muhe picked Mu Yingying up and put them on the wooden chair. Mu Yingying didn't say a word, but just watched him cry, with pity in his eyes that he couldn't understand.

Qin Muhe walked to the door to check the incantation, suddenly a warm current flowed up his chest, he couldn't hold it back, his mouth was sweet, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, his limbs were heavy, and he was carrying a heavy burden, he knelt down on one knee , covering her chest with her hands, and looked back at Mu Yingying.

Mu Yingying stopped crying, but there were still tears on her face, she looked at Qin Muhe calmly, even a little indifferently, [I advised you to stop, but you didn't listen. ]

Qin Muhe frowned, it was a backlash curse.He held onto the door and stood up with difficulty. He didn't expect Mu Yingying to treat him like this. Hehe, it seems that rabbits really bite when they are in a hurry. Needle, but only took two steps, a icy sword light blocked his way.

Jin Fan looked at him coldly, although Jin Fan's swordsmanship was not one ten thousandth of that of the same, but it was more than enough to kill Qin Muhe who had no spiritual power.

On the way back, Jin Fan did not encounter any ambushes, but met Mu Yingying who had been waiting for a long time. Mu Yingying told him that Qin Muhe killed him, but he didn't believe it at first. Now, do you need any explanation?

Seeing Jin Fan coming out of the back room, Qin Muhe felt as if he was struck by five thunderbolts. Anyone in this world can see his dirty side, except Jin Fan! [Jin Fan...] All explanations became pale and powerless.

Jin Fan walked slowly towards Qin Muhe who was leaning against the door helplessly. He looked coldly at the person who Zeng Hong had touched him and had skin-to-skin relationship with him. How could the steel needle be wrong!

Jin Fan pierced Qin Muhe's chest with a sword, so hard that the sword that had passed through Qin Muhe penetrated the door.

Qin Muhe has never cried since he was 8 years old, but now the tears can't stop, [Jin Fan...] was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, he reached out to touch Jin Fan's face again, Jin Fan moved away , Qin Muhe read disgust from his eyes...

I actually made him hate him so much... Qin Muhe's hand that was stagnant in the air hangs down feebly, he lowers his head, watching his blood dripping down the ice, [Jin Fan, have you ever liked me? ] He knew he didn't, but he was not reconciled.

Jin Fan didn't speak, but his indifferent eyes said everything.

Qin Muhe sent hope to look up, but met Jin Fan's cold eyes, all hope was lost, he began to have difficulty breathing, gasped for breath, and exhausted his last strength to take out 4 golden keys from Qiankun's sleeve. What he wanted was the last thing he could give. He wanted to hand it to Jin Fan, but he had no strength left, and the keys scattered all over the place, making a crisp "Dang Dang Dang" sound...

The last tear fell silently from the corner of Qin Muhe's quietly closed eyes...

Jin Fan picked up the key and put it in his bosom, and withdrew the sword, Qin Muhe's body slid to the ground, and he looked back at Mu Yingying who was crying.

Mu Yingying broke down in tears, [Let's go, Qin Muhe is my husband. ] Although choked but firm.

Jin Fan nodded at her and left without giving Qin Muhe another look.

Mu Yingying's legs were weak, she crawled to Qin Muhe's side with difficulty, lay down beside him, stretched out her hand to help him straighten his clothes, [Stupid? ] She cried and laughed at herself, [Silly, just like me. ] Ask and answer yourself.

She took out a beautiful silver dagger from her bosom and slashed at her wrist. He was the only one she loved. He was gone, and she wanted to accompany him, even though she knew when she married him because she was Mu Hao. Ying's daughter, because he is the son of a maid and needs her father's support, even if he doesn't like her, she doesn't want him to die so alone. Precious baby, let the blood flow out slowly...