child does not speak

A red dress was stained with blood, and the silver face ruthlessly took people's lives, and no one returned the blood once it came out.

On the top of Yashan Mountain, a man dressed in blue was besieging a man in a red dress with a half-delicate silver-white mask on his face, and a delicate cold plum was carved on the lower left corner of the man's mask.

This outfit, as long as anyone in the Jianghu would know that it was Mo Xue, the leader of the Demon Cult who was feared in the Jianghu.

Rumor has it that the leader of the Demon Cult has sinister martial arts, is bloodthirsty, and kills people like hemp, as long as he passes by, no one will survive.

No one knows his real name as the leader of the Demon Cult, but only knows that he is called Moxue, just like his bloodthirsty Moxue whip.

"Ziyan, are you still unwilling to admit your mistake?" The handsome man dressed in Tsing Yi said helplessly.

"Wrong? What's wrong with this seat? And when did you deserve to be called this seat?" The man in red who was tens of meters away smiled lightly, his tone full of mockery.

"You are powerless to fight anymore." The handsome man gave him a deep look.

Looking at the man in the red dress, who was so handsome but evil, Ye Han couldn't help but think of the time when he first met this man, he was wearing green clothes and his temperament was as gentle as jade. Two completely different people are actually the same person...but they are the same person...

"Hehe, so what?" Mo Ziyan laughed lightly, even though he was seriously injured, he didn't show any fear.

"Even today, you still think you are right?" The man's tone became serious.

"My seat has never missed it." Mo Ziyan raised his eyebrows lightly, his tone arrogant.

There was no right or wrong in his heart, he just did what he wanted to do.

"Haha... that's right? Well, I didn't miss it. You killed the leader of the martial arts alliance, and even exterminated several martial arts sects. Tendons are broken..." Yehan laughed, not knowing whether it was disappointment or anger in his tone.

"That's enough. It's only natural for a father to repay his daughter. Back then, Xiang Gu led people to slaughter my Moxue Pavilion and my father. That's why I should have known this day would come." Mo Ziyan interrupted him impatiently. .

"When will it be time for retribution, not to mention...it is a matter of the previous generation, why bother to involve the next generation." Hearing this, Ye Han paused, he didn't know much about the incident decades ago, only Knowing that the leader of the Wulin League, Xiang Gu, led the Wulin League to siege the Moxue Pavilion, I heard that no one in the Moxue Pavilion survived that accident, except... the person in front of me who built the Moxue Pavilion again, the former leader of the Demon Cult. Orphans.

"Hahahaha...Yehan, you are the proud son of heaven in everyone's eyes, how can you understand my suffering." Listening to the words that came out of Yehan's mouth, look, how easy these words are, how can you understand if you are not a person involved in the matter?

"I... anyway, I won't let you hurt anyone anymore." Ye Han paused for a while when he swallowed his words, and his expression became a little silent.

"Then what are you going to do? Kill... this seat?"

"..." Yehan looked deeply at the man in red, the wind blew through the corner of his clothes and brushed his hair, there was still that sneer of disdain on his lips.

"It's a pity...you won't have this chance." Mo Ziyan laughed before Yehan could say anything. The language was still full of mockery, but it also gave people a sense of relief.

"Wait... Ziyan, what do you want to do?" Seeing the smile in the man's eyes, Yehan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"No one in this world can decide my life or death, except myself." Mo Ziyan's tone was arrogant and wanton, even though he was seriously injured until now, Mo Ziyan's tone has never been weak.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Ye Han's panicked expression, turned around and jumped off the deepest cliff where no one could survive.

"Ziyan don't...Ziyan...Ziyan..." The moment Mo Ziyan turned around, Yehan vaguely understood his intentions, even if he tried his best, he seemed to be a step behind, he even took a piece of the man's clothes. The horns are not grasped....

He didn't want that person to die, Ye Han felt a strong sense of powerlessness, and he stared blankly at the bottomless cliff.

Suddenly, the scene of seeing that person for the first time appeared in his mind again. It was raining lightly on the street, and he came slowly in green clothes holding an umbrella with green bamboo leaves...

The moment he jumped off the cliff, Mo Ziyan closed his eyes and smiled. The smile was wanton and relaxed. He, who was born redundant, is finally going to disappear... It's really great, and being redundant for more than 20 years is enough.

It's just that he has never been able to get what he longed for... That is what he has always longed for, but it is just his extravagant wish...

"Zi Yan..." In the heavy snow, the thin and elegant woman mourned the empty snow scene.

"Mother is calling for the baby?" The little child in the distance ran up to the woman, his immature face full of attachment.

"I didn't call you, and you should stay away from me in the future." Looking down at this delicate-faced little boy, the woman changed her previous mourning, and her expression became indifferent. After saying this in a cold voice, she turned and left. Look at the boy more, and leave the boy alone to watch her leave.

The little Mo Ziyan stared blankly at the back of the woman leaving, his clear and clean eyes were full of sadness, and his ruddy mouth was tightly pursed.

Why mother doesn't like him.

Little Mo Ziyan didn't understand why his mother always called "Zi Yan" into the air, but said she wasn't calling him, why?Obviously he is "Ziyan"!Only later did he gradually understand that he was a child who was not expected to be born, and his birth itself was a mistake.

"Ziyan", "Ziyan", "Ziyan" and "Ziyan" Who did the person who named him think of when he named him?

A red dress was stained with blood, and the silver face ruthlessly took people's lives, and no blood was returned.

Even so, how could Mo Xue be so casually injured that the person who gave him his life wanted to take his life back.

In this way, he will naturally have to pay it back.

[The author has something to say: Welcome to jump into the pit for collection! 】