Suddenly, the sharp sickle suddenly pierced into Murong Hai's chest. He saw him holding the scythe under the moon with his hands with pain. The blood on his palm gradually merged into the sickle, slowly gathering into a gorgeous red.

Shijiu looked at Murong Hai's painful expression calmly and calmly pulled the Moon Underworld Scythe out of his chest. His slender fingers did not move significantly from beginning to end, and his nails were shining with a shiny light.

There is a faint fragrance in the wind, as if it is like a peach blossom.

It is said that Murong Mansion is a paradise for peach blossoms. Murong Mansion planted the most precious peach blossoms in the world. The smell of flowers can be regarded as the strange fragrance of the world.

This peach blossom is a specialty of the Murong family.

"Murong Hai, Murong Hai, you still can't forget my mother... No wonder, since you first saw her, you fell in love with her, right? Even growing peach blossoms in your own yard has become a habit..." Shijiu looked at Murong Hai indifferently and smiled mockingly.

"...Yes, I recognized it. I have to do it to the fox girl like a banished immortal... for nothing, what's the point of talking about these? I knew that there would be such a day... but I still did this, and time will not come back."

"Hehe." Xueqiong chuckled and didn't say much.

The rich fragrance of peach blossoms permeates the tip of a person's nose, scattering a warm smell.

Under the moonlight, Murong Hai fell to the ground, and blood kept gushing out of his heart, bright red, dyed the ground red and dyed the boy's vision red. His eyes reflected Murong Hai's eyes closed calmly, and tears in his eyes slowly cut out of his eyes.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..." The child's hoarse crying lingers in the night sky.

"..." Bai Wangchuan grabbed Xin'er, stopped his struggling little bones, and silently glanced at Murong Hai's still warm body. Death was just a matter of moment.

"Murrong Lan, since your father is dead, do you still want me to kill you yourself?"

"I know your strength, and can 'instantly kill' the men of our Murong family, are strong... I hate hatred. Before I die, I can only hope that my children can forget the past and all the grievances and grievances of the Murong family and the fox world... Do you know? Xin'er... Forget it, forget tonight... Forget everything, forget you are from the Murong family..." Murong Lan looked at Xin'er deeply, with a happy smile on his lips. He pulled out the sword beside him and inserted it into his chest-

"No-No!!!"

——【Somewhere by the West Lake in Hangzhou】

"Yueyanye, wait for me!"

"Yueyanye! Don't walk so fast..."

"I'm so tired... I won't leave!" Fei Dudu sat on the ground with a bang, rubbing his sore heels, and said, "Why are you walking so fast? You're not in a hurry to drive the pig! The pig is not as fast as you can!"

"..." The man standing behind Fei Dududu heard her words, but just sighed in secret, and turned his gaze to Yueyanye.

He stood in front of the fat and turned around gradually. His narrow eyebrows and eyes were leaping with the thin moonlight. His eyes were bright and his hair floated in his ears with the cool night wind. "Why, you will be tired if you walk a little bit like this?"

"What?! Take such a little road?!" You have traveled all over Hangzhou! You also swam two additional circles of West Lake! This is called a little road? She Feidudu followed Yueyanye so stupidly and walked a little road behind him! Unexpectedly, he was the attitude he had returned!

What!
Chapter completed!