Wife Reborn

He Xuan followed Zhong Yu uncontrollably.He Xuan's heart ached so hard that he almost wanted to cry.That direction, that is his graveyard.Zhong Yu's abdomen was bleeding, staining the white plain robe red.There were blood-red footprints behind him, and suddenly, Zhong Yu smiled contentedly on his pale face.He Xuan looked, and there was a brand new tombstone standing quietly not far away, and his name was written on the tombstone.

Zhong Yu staggered to the tombstone.I fell to the ground a few times in the middle, but I was still tenacious, and I climbed up desperately. In the end, I couldn't get up, and I climbed step by step towards the tombstone.The smile in his eyes became more and more conspicuous.

Zhong Yu supported the tombstone, and tried all his strength to kneel down in front of the grave.smiling.

He yelled pretentiously: "Hexuan." He laughed idiotically as he spoke, with an extremely light beige color appearing on his pale face, and said: "No one dares to call you that in front of you, you will be upset." While speaking, he suddenly gasped for a few times, quickly covered the wound on his abdomen, smiled weakly, his consciousness gradually became unclear, and murmured: "Didn't you say you like me? Why do you seem to not know when you see me?"

As he spoke, he began to cry with grievance, his voice becoming weaker and weaker: "Liar, liar, the promise...doesn't count. It's still fierce to me." Zhong Yu took out the scabbard in his arms that he regarded as a treasure, and attached it to the scabbard. Take out the dagger together.Seriously put the dagger back into the scabbard.Laughed again, very satisfied: "Together, in...together."

He Xuan was tearing apart in pain even when he was breathing.Remorse, unwillingness, self-blame.

Zhong Yu murmured unconsciously: "You don't keep your promises, you lie to me, you like... I'm still with my brother... okay. You are too...excessive, you still... annoy me. Look... I'm sorry I, and..." said the words venting hatred, and there was a thump on the tombstone.

Seeing his slender hands, He Xuan patted on the stele.Then the hand hangs down feebly.At this moment, he also felt that Wan Jian's heart piercing was nothing more than mediocre.

Zhong Yu lowered his hands, his eyes were almost closed and continued: "You still bully me like everyone else." Putting the dagger in his hand in front of the grave, he pulled his consciousness away from the last moment: "Liar, what you said... no You think I'm... ugly..." At last, she closed her eyes and let out a line of tears like complaining.

"No, Zhong Yu, wake up, I was wrong, I was wrong. You wake up. Please." Weeping sadly, the tears on his face were mottled, and weeping.What kind of pain can make him who has no body burst into tears.He was wrong, wrong, admitted the wrong person and loved the wrong person.Mistaking a black-hearted person for a loved one, and bullying everyone you love.He deserved to die, long ago.You shouldn't, you shouldn't be fooled by your appearance.

"Zhong Yu, Zhong Yu... I am a liar, a liar who will be punished by heaven and earth, a heartless man who will be hacked into pieces, a villain who cut out his heart and lungs." He Xuan wailed loudly in the air.The words were out of tune: "I mistook my sincerity for a black heart. I have a pair of eyes that don't know people clearly. What's the use of them." As he spoke, he made a hook with his hand, and was about to goug out the eyeballs, and suddenly found that he could move.Rolling and crawling, she fell from the air and crawled towards Zhong Yu's side.

At this time, the blood in Zhong Yu's belly dried up.With his eyes closed, the silvery moonlight shone on his lustrous skin, and he knelt on the ground with his forehead against the tombstone.As if asleep.He Xuan carefully stretched his hand towards his cheek, but it was like nothing, and passed through.His eyes were red, and he threw himself at the still man desperately.But his whole body threw himself into the air.Finally, He Xuan drew Zhong Yu's outline carefully through the air.Before, I didn't realize that my Zhong Yu is so beautiful, it makes people unable to take their eyes off.That year was the same as before.

In the cave, He Xuan surveyed the dim environment, and did not disturb the focused young man. He waited for him to bandage up before saying, "Who are you?"

The boy was startled, and quickly took several steps back.Tremblingly, he said: "You can't hit me, I saved you, so I can't repay my kindness with revenge."

He Xuan looked at the confused figure with a funny face, and said, "Why did I hit you?"

The boy said confidently, "Because bad guys don't need a reason to do things."

He Xuan was even more funny: "You think I'm a bad person."

The boy thought about it carefully, then hesitated and said, "It's not like that."

"Then you are still afraid of me?"

The young man walked forward cautiously, and said, "Are you okay now?" The blurred moonlight shone on the blurred outline of the young man, his lustrous skin glowed, and the young man turned his face sideways, not showing him the front.

"Why do you have to turn your face sideways?"

The boy said angrily: "The appearance is unsatisfactory and ugly. I'm afraid it will scare outsiders."

"I don't believe it." As he said that, he was about to slap his face, but the boy jumped back in fright when he saw it.He stared and scolded: "Liar, you also said that you are not a bad person."

Zhong Yu ran out after speaking.He Xuan hurriedly shouted: "My legs are not healed yet."

Zhong Yu said without looking back: "What does it have to do with me?"

He Xuan continued to paint Zhong Yu's face in detail, weeping uncontrollably. "I was wrong, Zhong Yu, I was wrong. I actually thought that Du Ruo's vicious person was you."

From dark to dawn, day and night alternate.He Xuan watched Zhong Yu's corpse lying in front of his own grave in the wilderness.No one found him for three days.Watching Zhong Yu's body slowly grow plaques and rot.In front of my eyes, I can only watch.

He Xuan hated, hated himself for being blind, hated Du Ruo's kind and gentle surface, hiding a cold and poisonous heart.Hate Yuqi for pretending to be hypocritical.he hates.He wants these people to pay the price in blood.He Xuan's eyes were blood red, glowing with a bloodthirsty red light.He wanted to seek revenge and drifted to Zhou's mansion.

In front of the mourning hall, Yuqi pressed Du Ruo hard on the ground, biting frantically.

Du Ruo scanned the surrounding environment and said worriedly: "Yuqi, today is Hexuan's top seven, will this be bad?"

Yuqi kissed Du Ruo's lips, and said evilly, "Why is that bad? Could it be that you thought that short-lived ghost would come back in the first seven days. Baby, don't be superstitious."

Du Ruo was still a little worried: "What if."

Yuqi roughly pulled Du Ruo's legs away, and said in a breath: "What if, Ruo'er, is it because your man is not working hard enough? You still have time to think about this."

Du Ruo blushed and buried her face in the man's chest.

A dark wind suddenly blew up in the mourning hall, and the candles were completely extinguished.Du Ruoyu was frightened, the door opened suddenly, and the night wind was strong and violent.The black tree shadow kept swaying, making strange rustling sounds.

With a scream, Du Ruo threw herself into Yuqi's arms.The neighing sound of an indistinguishable creature kept hitting the eardrums of the two of them.The incense on the incense table flickers on and off.The two looked back and saw that the incense sticks on the incense table were juxtaposed one by one.The two fell to the ground together.Three longs and two shorts are big evils.

All the windows and door panels were opening and closing non-stop, making deafening crashing sounds.It was windy.

Du Ruo screamed, "Yuqi, he's here, isn't he? Isn't he?"

Yuqi pretended to be calm, and denied it: "There is no theory of ghosts and gods in the world, and things about strange powers and chaotic gods are all rumors. Don't scare yourself."

"Ah~, Du Ruo couldn't keep his composure any longer. He saw Hexuan, who was dressed in blood and exuding a black aura. His hair danced wildly. He was hanging in the air, like a murdered ghost. His blood-stained hands were strangling his own. Neck. Look in horror at this terrible ghost.

He Xuan lifted the whole person up and hung him in the air, watching him die in terror in his hands.Strive to throw it on the Lingtai.

Yuqi witnessed everything that happened, his legs became weak, and he fled forward by crawling indiscriminately.

The ghost Hexuan strangles Du Ruo as much as Yuqi.In his eyes is the cold-blooded death that has returned from hell.

Yuqi's arm was torn off with one hand, and Yuqi screamed heart-piercingly.This hand once tried to touch Zhong Yu, and then tore off Yuqi's other hand, even if it tried to touch Zhong Yu, it should disappear in the world.In the end, Yuqi survived the pain and died of gallbladder rupture due to fright and panic.

On the night of the first seven days, the sky was filled with blood mist, the Zhou mansion was shrouded in death, and the ravens hovered in the sky, lingering.

There was a death smile on the corner of He Xuan's mouth.Zhong Yu shouldn't blame me anymore, he took revenge and killed all those who killed Zhong Yu.

He Xuan, laughing wildly at the moonlight stained with blood-colored brilliance.Then fell into endless darkness.