In the dark night, a red wedding dress looks particularly dazzling.
The mountains and fields were silent, not even the sound of birds or animals, it was quiet and eerie.
Yaohua put one foot on Su Hun's tattered chest and looked down at him condescendingly.
Su Hun looked at Yu Hua calmly, without any trace of fear in his heart.
Because he is finished, to be precise, he is going to die.
His body was in such a state of ruin that even if Yuhua didn't take action, he wouldn't be able to survive.
What is there to fear about a dying person?
He could only sigh with regret.
He overestimated himself and underestimated Yuhua too much.
I thought that becoming the Supreme would give me the ability to talk to Xiehua, but I didn't expect that I was just a clown.
The fact that Yu Hua wants to kill him has nothing to do with whether he is the Supreme or not.
"You won, and Mo's soft-heartedness brought me to a dead end."
Su Hun sighed calmly.
"Husband, why do you want to kill me?"
Yaohua leaned down and reached out to touch Su Hun's face. The cold voice gave people goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Husband, you have such a cruel heart. Yuhua fell in love with you, but in the end, you ended up being cruel."
"Husband, how can I retaliate against you?"
"Retaliation is indeed necessary."
Su Hun nodded and said, "But can you please be smarter? I've never fucking seen you. When did I get married to you?"
"Does your husband disown you?"
Yaohua's fingers slid along Su Hun's face to the heart, and then with one finger, he easily pierced Su Hun's heart. The strange energy beat, making Su Hun unable to die for a while.
Yaohua smiled strangely: "That's right, you did such a thing, how dare you admit it!"
"I recognize you as uncle."
Su Hun roared, it was so painful to die.
Yaohua slid her fingers down along the heart and directly gutted Su Hun. Then, a seven-sided exquisite heart was taken out.
"I really want to see what the color of my husband's heart is and why he is so cruel to Yuhua."
When Su Hun saw his heart being dug out, he suddenly felt extremely sad.
Deep powerlessness and darkness spread boundlessly.
"Are you going to die now?"
Su Hun murmured.
He smelled death.
No, this is death.
He is dead.
In the darkness, he could feel nothing, and even his own existence was about to disappear.
Maybe, this is death!
At the moment of death, his mind seemed to have penetrated endless distant time and space, and his chaotic consciousness was floating gently.
He didn't know how long it took before he saw someone, it turned out to be Yuhua.
Wearing a pure white dress, her elegant little face has a spring-like smile.
Yaohua looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old. She is riding a white horse and galloping on the grassland. Her silver bell-like laughter fills people's hearts and makes people feel peaceful.
The Jihua in front of me is innocent and simple, like a piece of white paper that has not been colored, pure and beautiful, like an elf and angel, free from dust.
That kind of smile, pure and untainted by any impurities, seems to be able to heal everything.
Just looking at this smiling face makes people feel that they have no regrets in this life.
"Little Xiehua, you sneaked out to play again. Your parents are looking for you. Be careful of getting beaten!"
"Little Yuhua is so naughty that she dares to go to such dangerous places."
"You must never go there again, little Xiehua, you must obey me."
Jie Hua rides a horse galloping on the grassland, like an angel with broken wings falling into the world. People around her are worried about being reminded of helplessness, and their faces are full of doting.
"Well, I understand. I don't dare to do it anymore."
Yaohua nodded, with a pleading look on her face: "Third uncle, fifth aunt, please help me beg for mercy in front of my father and mother!"
"Haha, Xiao Yuhua is also scared?"
Everyone laughed.
Su Hun looked at this scene, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
Time flies, Yuhua gradually grows up, and Chuluo becomes more and more graceful, astonishing to the heavenly beings.
Little Yaohua also grew up in the care of everyone. Time has not made her sleek and sophisticated, she is still as beautiful and pure as she was when she was flying on the grassland.
Finally, the good things became a thing of the past, and her celestial appearance aroused the covetousness of many people, who came to propose marriage.
In the end, disaster occurred, and a dark cavalry entered the prairie and started killing.
Yuhua's tribe was completely slaughtered.
The green grassland was dyed red overnight, and there were tens of thousands of corpses lying on the ground, just like a hell on earth.
The morning light came, but it was no longer gentle, it was bitingly cold.
Jiehua walked alone and helplessly on the bloody battlefield. The simple Jiehua rarely even saw fights. When did she see such a scene?
She was so frightened that she looked at the corpses of her parents and the bones of her clan members. She sat in the blood and cried loudly, tears streaming down her face.
All the uncles and uncles who protected her died in the battle.
Yaohua didn't know and couldn't figure out why he wanted to kill someone.
Su Hun was angry, who were these black knights and why did they go on such a killing spree.
Da da da!
Another dark iron horse came over. When they saw Yuhua, they all laughed arrogantly, urged the iron horse under their feet, and ran towards Yuhua.
"You...why do you want to kill people?"
Yaohua asked simply, with tears streaming down her face.
But how could these murderous executioners explain to her that they were coming to arrest her?
Yaohua cried loudly and ran away.
Just when the leader of the black cavalry was about to catch Yuhua, a spear burst out and knocked the leader of the black cavalry away.
Immediately afterwards, the gun light exploded, killing all the black knights who rushed here.
A young man, wearing silver armor, appeared in front of Jihua on a horse, as if a god had descended.
"Come up."
The boy stretched out a hand.
Yaohua looked at the young man blankly, her face covered with tears. It wasn't until another cavalry came in from outside that she quickly came to her senses and grabbed the young man's hand.
"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
The handing over of hands is like making a lifelong promise.
The young man led Xie Hua astride the horse, and turned into a streak of white light in the blood-colored grassland, piercing the sky.
Su Hun saw it, that boy in silver armor... turned out to be himself.
That young man accompanied Yuhua through the pain of losing a loved one.
"Brother Hun, you are the only one left in Jihua."
"Xiaohua, as long as Brother Hun is here, I will protect you."
The two made a lifelong agreement.
Finally, they entered the palace of marriage.
Su Hun smiled and was happy for Yuhua. God did not abandon this innocent little girl after all and gave her this boy.
In a daze, Su Hun felt light and airy, as if he was about to leave the world.
The festive scene became blurry in front of him, and he vaguely saw that the boy turned into another person, the groom was changed, his face was ferocious, and then a sword pierced Yuhua's heart.
"how so."
Su Hun was furious and wanted to kill him to protect Yu Hua.
But he has no power, and even himself will dissipate.
The guests were in chaos, and Su Hun could only see Yuhua falling to the ground, with confusion and pain written all over her little face.
Until her death, she would not know why the person who had fallen in love with her and promised her the rest of her life would kill her when she was happiest.
"Brother Hun, why do you want to kill Yuhua?"
"Brother Hun, did you do something wrong somewhere?"
"Brother Hun, I feel so cold and it hurts."
"Brother Hun, can you give me a hug?"
Su Hun looked up to the sky and roared, tears pouring down uncontrollably. He was right in front of him, but he couldn't pass by.
"Xiaohua, I'm sorry, it wasn't Brother Hun who killed you."