Bird Reimu Dance · Returning Night

Duan Wuyou silently stared at Murongyan's bandage on the back of her hand, and said suddenly, "You should be able to see her when you enter the palace this time."

The bandaged hand froze slightly, but only for a moment, and she continued to move as usual, "No, anyone can see it, but she... can't."

"Why? You've come back this time and you've come close to death... If you miss it again... I'm afraid it will be..."

She finally raised her head, stared at him bitterly and said, "No, it's not difficult to come back...but it's too difficult to go back."

"Oh, you should have overheard it last time... She said she would still dream of you..." Duan Wuyou sighed.

There was a long silence, only the night wind howled under the eaves, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky.

The cold moonlight shone in through the pane, and the bluish-white light streamed quietly on the person. The light and shadows were layered on top of each other, and the cool color spread around her. She slowly lowered her wrapped arms, Turning her eyes to stare at him, she almost murmured, "Then you shouldn't break her dream again, should you?"

Duan Wuyou was stunned suddenly, because for a moment, he felt that the person in front of him was so illusory, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

After a long time, he took a breath and said helplessly, "Murongyan, Murongyan, I've never met someone who spared his life like you, do you think I persuaded you to see her just to take care of your old relationship? ? I want to protect your life... You should know... Who is your real enemy when you enter the palace this time... I am afraid that only she can give you a chance to live..."

"You, it's better to talk less in the future, and don't see her in private again, or no one can protect you." Murong Yan smiled, raised her foot to pass him, and pushed open the door forcefully. , looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed, "Let's go...time...is really running out...even the enemy...I'm afraid it will be the last time..."

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"Because you are Leng Lange's son!"

An extremely disturbing female voice came from the bamboo forest.

This voice was obviously unfamiliar to me, but the sinister meaning contained in it made my eyelids twitch for no reason.

"Shut up!"

Immediately, a somewhat familiar girl's voice sounded angrily, and soon two people were pushed out staggeringly.

I looked up and couldn't help being stunned, and murmured, "A Gui Niang...A Zhen..."

"Lin Mu, this vicious woman is not Ah Gui's mother! In order to put her own stupid son in power, they probably killed Ah Gui! They used you again... Now she has killed so many people... It hurt..."

"You... how do you know... who are you?" I stared blankly at the stunning girl who was out of anger, and couldn't help interrupting.

"She is Xinyue." Master said softly.

I was stunned for a moment, before I realized why Xinyue suddenly changed her appearance, I heard the emperor staring at her and whispered in disbelief, "You are the daughter of the Wei family?!"

Xinyue ignored him, she walked quickly to the master, and seemed to have a thousand words to say, but when she approached and saw the scarred master clearly, she saw obvious pain in her eyes, and couldn't bear it. In public, he grabbed Master's sleeve and asked with red eyes, "Master...how did you make yourself like this again...?"

At that moment, I saw the emperor suddenly clenched the silver spear tightly in his hand, and Murong Ying's face froze, and the eyes that looked at Master suddenly became a little colder.

"I'm fine, you... have you found her?" The master broke away from her without leaving a trace, but his eyes moved to a bearded man with a sword who finally walked out of the bamboo forest.

"Sorry...we have searched everywhere...but we can't find the king...this woman said she won't say anything unless she sees you..." the man replied in a low voice.

"Is it..."

The master strode up to Su Linglong, she clenched her fists tightly, and suddenly exuded a daunting cold murderous aura, even her face was distorted, giving people a feeling that she would strike someone with a palm at any time.

But after a long time, the master didn't make a move, but just stared at Su Linglong condescendingly.

But Su Linglong couldn't bear it anymore, raised her face, curled her lips and said with a sneer, "Oh, it's not in vain for people like us to push someone like you into this situation. "

"Oh, Su Linglong...you must have never seen it..." After a long time, the master finally sighed.

"What do you mean?" Su Linglong still had a smile on her face.

"This world..." The sadness in the master's eyes suddenly seemed to be bottomless, she looked down at Su Linglong's mother and son, then turned to look at the emperor and Murong Ying, feeling as if she was muttering to herself Said, "No more chaos... Really no more chaos... Every time there is a chaos, so many people die... There is fire and blood everywhere... None of you have ever seen a real war with your own eyes Let's change the palace...that's why I dare to be so confident..."

"Murongyan... don't you think that if you start talking to me right now, I'll be so stupid as to willingly tell you the whereabouts of the king?" Su Linglong laughed.

The master shook his head and said solemnly, "I know no matter what, you won't say anything."

"Not necessarily, if you kill Leng Lange's son, I will tell you what happened to the king?" Su Linglong's bright red lips seemed to drip blood.

As soon as this remark came out, the emperor immediately raised his silver spear and looked at Master warily.

This move obviously hurt the master's heart, but the master just glanced at him, then turned his head to stare at Su Linglong and said bitterly, "Su Linglong, before...I gave you a chance, now...you must Gotta die."

"Murongyan!" Su Linglong looked at Master with some astonishment. She thought that she would not dare to touch Chu Xiati even if she could not make Master submit to her, "How dare you?! Do you want Is the king dead?!"

And the master continued as if turning a deaf ear, "As for your son..."

She paused, glanced at Ah Zhen who was shivering in Su Linglong's arms, and sighed softly, "Please rest assured of this child, I will not kill him... because after all, I, Murong, is flowing from him. Family blood...but sadly—”

As soon as the master spoke, he slowly straightened his somewhat rickety back, but his eyes suddenly cooled down.

At that moment, not only Su Linglong, but everyone including me suddenly felt a chill for no reason.

Looking at Master, this is the first time I have felt the aura of a king who is not angry and self-imposing from her.

"Unfortunately, I have to pick out the child's hands and feet, and poison his throat. Don't get me wrong, I definitely don't want to torture him on purpose, and I don't mean to take revenge on you at all. It's just this... .Even if there are still people who want to make trouble secretly and take advantage of this child, he is no longer qualified to pursue that seat. However, he can still enjoy the glory of the royal family, and he can also pursue the person he loves. I will keep him The strength to hug and kiss your lover. I think this is the most important thing for the rest of his life." After slowly finishing these cruel words, the master quietly looked down at Su Linglong, who was stunned for a moment, and the silly Ah Zhen, who seemed to be unable to understand what he was saying, took the long sword from the bearded man beside him, and said to Ah Zhen with lowered eyes, "Son, you can kiss your mother now, and soon you will There is no mother..." The master raised his hand, signaling for someone to come forward and pull Su Linglong's mother and son away.

"Murongyan!" Su Linglong hugged her son tightly, raised her eyes and stared fiercely at Master and said, "I miscalculated a bit, as expected, Leng Lange weighs much more in your heart! But Fortunately-"

She paused for a while, then deeply embedded her nails into her palms, and suddenly laughed wildly. The more she laughed, the more she became insane, and finally she raised her head and roared mournfully.

"Hahahaha! Your Majesty! Did you see that?! Did you hear that?! This cold-blooded person really doesn't care about your life or death at all! Why don't you come out and meet this heartless person?!"

"It turns out to be like this... It turns out to be like this..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound, and saw another figure staggering out from the depths of the bamboo forest.

After the figure approached, I couldn't help but shouted, "Sister Ling!"

I saw the teacher holding a sharp dagger in her hand, resting it on the jade neck of a blind girl with a frightened expression, and slowly walking out.

"Brother Gui? Help me...help me..." The girl trembled when she heard my voice, and turned her face, which was holding back tears, to us.

I was filled with regret when I saw it, and hurriedly clenched the short blade that had not been loosened. I was about to run forward, but someone grabbed my wrist.

When I turned around, it was Murong Ying.

"Dangerous, don't go." She whispered.

"But she's your sister!" I threw her away angrily and stared at her in great disappointment, "I'm not as cold-blooded as you!"

Murong Ying froze, staring blankly at my back without turning her head.

"Lin Mu, you are a good boy, but this is already a family matter of my Murong family..." until Master stretched out his arms and stopped me.

Her voice was hoarse as if it had been burned by fire. When I looked sideways, I saw Master staring straight in front of me, but the color in her eyes had long since disappeared, and her whole body seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows at the same time. I was so distraught that I almost couldn't stand up.

Su Linglong finally smiled triumphantly and said, "Fortunately, I still have a hand in hand."

"Murongyan, how do you choose now?" She stared at Master maliciously and threatened, "If my son and I lose half a vellus hair, then not only the king, but also Leng Lange's daughter They must be buried with our mother and son."

The master didn't speak, but just stared blankly at his wife and Murong Ling.

"Father...Royal Father?" I wonder if Murong Ling heard the master's name, she became excited all of a sudden, "Royal Father...is that you? You're back? You're finally back... Hiss. ..”

Before she could finish speaking, she groaned in pain. It turned out that the teacher had scratched her arm, "Shut up, she is not your father."

"Xiaoti...please...don't hurt her..." Master finally showed his extremely fragile side. Everything in front of her seemed to her that the sky was about to collapse. Facing the teacher who had lost her mind , For the first time, there was pleading in her voice.

"Haha, Murong Yan, why don't you let our mother and son go soon?!" Su Linglong happily ordered when she saw Master like this.

But the master clenched the long sword in his hand, trembling slightly, but did not give the order for a long time.

"Murongyan! Don't force me!" Su Linglong shouted urgently.

The veins crawled up Master's temple bit by bit, but she still held the sword and remained motionless.

"Murong..." Su Linglong's voice suddenly stopped abruptly, and she froze, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

A silver gun actually pierced her son's chest in front of her face.

Master suddenly turned his eyes and stared at the emperor with the gun.

"Rebellious ministers and thieves deserve death." The emperor coldly drew his gun, but his eyes were fixed on the master.

"My son... My son..." Su Linglong hugged Ah Zhen's body that was still twitching a few times, crying hysterically, "You...you killed my only son! I want you all to die!!!"

"Whispering!" The emperor's eyebrows rose wildly, and he swung another shot.

"Don't..." Master hurriedly tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Su Linglong vomited blood, and said the last order, "Your Majesty...kill them...kill all the swallows..."

The next moment, I saw my wife raised her dagger high and mercilessly stabbed towards Murong Ling!

"Xiao Ti!" Master hurriedly turned around in horror, and rushed forward like a sharp sword out of its sheath, "No!"

Everything happened too fast, and when we realized it, we only saw a few incomplete bamboo leaves spinning and falling from the air.

Murong Ling fell to the ground, knelt on the ground in a daze, waved her hands and groped in the air, "Father...Father?"

But she only touched a few drops of sticky red blood on the bamboo leaves.

Tick, tick.

More blood dripped down the dagger, it belonged to the master.

Because the master didn't draw the sword at all, but only blocked the dagger with his body.

All the blood seemed to rush to the top of my head at the same instant. Looking at the bloody scene of killing in front of me, my mind went blank. I just stared blankly at the master pulling out the dagger expressionlessly, and watching the master fall heavily to his knees. , watching Xin Yue desperately rushing forward and hugging Master's bleeding body.

"Ah!" It wasn't until Murong Ling's scream that I came back to my senses.

Mistress is still chasing and killing Lingmei!

"No!!!" Before I had time to grieve, I roared with tears in my eyes and raised my blade and rushed forward.

why?

why?

why?

I waved the blade in my hand indiscriminately. This blade was supposed to be a bond between Master and Mistress, why is it being used in such a way now? !

Why did everything become like this? !

I still remember the master who played the piano under the pear tree and the master who sang on the tree...Why does this world...torture such a happy person like this? !

Looking at the teacher's wife with a strange purple light in her eyes, I yelled and stabbed at her in a disorderly manner.

After a round of violent attacks, the short blade in my hand was snatched away by my mistress. The cold light hurt my eyes, and I closed them in despair.

Deathly silence.

But I didn't feel the pain of death.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, all the chills in the world were forced into my body at that moment.

It was like falling into a frozen lake on the coldest winter night, and the sound of breaking the ice and cutting my heart veins sounded in my head, so shrill and sharp, the whole world was suddenly left with cold pale and blood red.

The light red figure standing in front of me was holding tightly the hand that had penetrated her body, preventing the other party from pulling out the dagger again. She looked back and stared at me with difficulty, "You... hurry up..."

But I didn't seem to understand what she said at all, and I still stood there blankly.

I'm afraid... it's just a nightmare.

It wasn't until my mistress pulled out the dagger, and she fell into my arms weakly, and when the warm blood gradually stained my palms, I finally understood painfully.

"Why?" I asked.

"Father doesn't want me anymore, and you don't want me either..."

She smiled lightly and slowly closed her eyes.

"Sister Huang...I'm going to kill you!"

The emperor's body swayed, and in the next moment, like a raging tiger, his eyes were red and he raised his gun and rushed towards the teacher's wife.

Mistress also raised the dagger in a murderous spirit, and stabbed at the emperor fiercely as if she was trying her best.

Like two huge waves destined to be irreversible, the two rushed towards each other roaring and roaring with overwhelming anger!

The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, wanton life.

It was then that a sigh was heard--a sigh that seemed to bear all the pain of hatred.

The north wind suddenly picked up, and all the trees in the palace suddenly swayed together, and the leaves and petals fluttered with the wind. It was obviously too beautiful, but it was so lonely that one couldn't help but want to cry.

The master stood between the swords and guns, holding the body of the gun with one hand and the blade with the other, with long hair and blood all over his body, like a god of war, but also like a Shura.She raised her hands violently, and she snatched both of their swords and guns. First, she slowly pointed the silver spear she snatched with her right hand at the emperor.

"What... what do you want to do?" The emperor was shocked and took a step back.

"Your Majesty, let's stop here..." The master glanced at him, dropped the gun, and said calmly like a dream, "...Even if you still think I'm a thorn in your way...soon... I'll take it out for you..."

After saying this to the dumbfounded emperor, she turned around and stared at the mistress who still regarded her as her enemy.

"Xiao Ti... I'm sorry..." Master suddenly stretched out a bloody hand towards her, and then hugged her tightly desperately, "I'm sorry..."

The mistress first struggled, then her body trembled violently, and she limply hugged the master and slowly fell to her knees.

"Amu...is that you?"

At this time, for some reason, Shi Niang's eyes finally regained some clarity, but when she opened her mouth to speak, a line of blood flowed down the corner of her lips.

"It's me...I'm sorry...I came too late..." The master seemed to want to rub her into his body, but tears meandered into the master's black hair, she repeated hoarsely ,"sorry Sorry..."

Mistress raised her hand with difficulty, and patted Master on the back weakly, "I hate it... why did you say sorry to me again... you know it well... I hate you the most when you say these three words... ..."

The master shook his head in pain, "I was wrong...it turns out that no matter what I did...I was wrong...I shouldn't have gone to you...I shouldn't have gone to Mobei again... .It was me who killed you..."

Crystal tears welled up in Master's eyes, and she raised her hand again, this time stroking Master's back very tenderly, "You are not wrong...you are just...too everyone... Well...you wish you could make everyone happy...but...in this world...how can everyone live as you wish...not to mention...I know ...Actually, you are the one who is most afraid of the cold..."

"You shouldn't have gone with me... you shouldn't have come back with me..."

The teacher's wife's tears also flowed down slowly, "Yeah...I obviously...hate this place the most...but who told you at that time...tell me...tell me you are mine What about Amu...you know it...I miss her so much...that Amu who only belongs to me..."

Speaking of this, she showed pain on her face, coughed up a large amount of blood, and laughed while coughing, "Murongyan, you scoundrel...you really shouldn't have lied to me like that..."

The master gritted his teeth in pain at this time, but he couldn't say a word other than hugging her even harder.

"Murongyan...can you take me home...don't leave me in this cold place...I'm homesick...my Amu is also waiting for me on the grassland?" she grabbed Looking at her back, the air is like a gossamer.

The master nodded vigorously without crying.

"My Amu...my Amu...I saw her..." Shi Niang's eyes began to slacken, but her expression seemed to be relieved, and she slowly smiled, "So she has been waiting for me all this time. ...waited so long...so long..."

After an unknown amount of time, the master finally stood up staggeringly with his wife in his arms, and people could see the dagger deeply inserted in the woman's chest, which began to mutate.

At this time, the first ray of sunshine in the morning poured down.

A new day begins.

I don't think I will ever forget that day, the spring of the fourth year of Xuanwen, the third day of the first lunar month.

In the early morning of that day, the fire in the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Forbidden City was finally extinguished. Other than that, for most people in the world, Japan was fine.

But for me, I will always remember that day - the wind blew up in the north, the trees were snowing, the butterfly flew away before weaving dreams, and returned to others, and left again before saying goodbye.