In the quiet night, the sound of the creaking door opening seemed particularly clear and strange.:
The prophet raised his eyes slightly. There was no light on the hall. The bright moon pulled the prophet's figure very long, as if it could reach the bright dragon throne.
"Cruff...crruff..." The boots stepped on the ground and made an extremely crisp sound, even with a little echo.
The green eyes were as dull as death. When he walked step by step to the center of the hall, a loud rumbling suddenly came from behind. The door that had just opened had been closed tightly with great strength.
The prophet didn't look back, and pulled the corners of his mouth slightly as if he had expected it, and his voice was hoarse as if it was rolling over the sand: "Ruyu...you are here..."[
No echo, no echo.
However, a completely black figure suddenly appeared on the dragon throne facing the prophet!
The moonlight slowly faded away, and replaced by a slight whiteness in the sky. The figure of the woman was clearly outlined.
The wide robe completely wrapped her whole body tightly, as if no one was allowed to be violated.
The only pair of eyes that were exposed was hitting the prophet like a sharp sword for a moment.
With his hand, he slowly took off the black cloth on his face. Ming Ruyu wanted to choose a more tactful way to say hello, but since the moment the prophet came in, her eyes were filled with a huge anger...
He can't forget...
The person in front of me whom I have hated for more than ten years.
This person who forced himself to wander in brothels,
This... she can recognize her own daughter directly.
This person who made her hate her so much that she wished she could eat her flesh and drink her blood...
He snorted coldly, but Ming Ruyu still couldn't laugh calmly: "Don't look at me with your hypocritical look, Ruyu~ You don't deserve to call me like that..."
"Ruyu...No, Mrs. Ming, we haven't seen each other for a long time..." The prophet's voice was very low, and he didn't feel like he was laughing at anything he did before...
"Ha..." Ming Ruyu's sneer rang again: "Then remember, this will be our last meeting... Ah no, maybe a hundred years later, we will meet on the underworld..."
If you don’t want to say too much, Ming Ruyu has never been such a calm person. She endured it for many years just for this moment. How could she let it go easily after finally waiting...
The cold sword light seemed extremely cunning in the slightly misty sky, and almost gave the prophet the slightest time to hesitate. The white light tied up a sword flower, penetrated the thick and suppressed air like thunder, and looked straight towards it.
The prophet forced him to leave.
However, he suddenly stopped at a moment when he was only a short distance from the prophet's throat.
"Why don't you hide?" Ming Ruyu's voice was full of curiosity... and his hands were trembling slightly while holding the sword.
Just one centimeter, she can penetrate her throat.[
But... looking at the face I once loved deeply, called faith and future.
Although it has grown old, it still remains as charming as it used to be.
...
Have you ever loved someone?
Have you ever loved him…hate him?
Slowly opening his closed eyes, the prophet's expression did not change any of the sword because the sword stood at his throat...
The pale lips buzzed slightly, and the green eyes were indescribable:
"Ruyu, back then, I was sorry for you, I shouldn't have, for my own business, and... I know that I was sorry for you at the beginning, but can you ask you to give up your hand and let Ye Hua go...
After freeing up... I can repay my life..., they are innocent."
"Your life?" Ming Ruyu suddenly wanted to laugh, and exuded a feeling of magical expression from the bottom of her heart.
The prophet in front of her looked like a clown in her eyes... it was so funny and funny.
"How much is your life worth?" He reached out and took back the sword of his own. Ming Ruyu said coldly, saying louder and louder: "Can your life be exchanged for my innocence?
Can your life be exchanged for the feelings I had for you? Can your life be exchanged for the help I had for the help I had for?”
Slowly retracted the sword back to the scabbard, and the bright jade smiled as bright as the blooming flowers in May, but the voice was as cold as the frost of the twelfth month: "I won't let you die, what I want to see is your most
Important people left you one by one, what I want to see is the people you value most die in front of you! Yu Ran, you are still as scheming as before, what is the Snow Wolf courage, what is the sending Yu Xia out to do business
I think you are going to do, but you actually want to send them away...hahaha..."
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
Ming Ruyu's smile spread even more and said proudly: "Do you really think sending them away is the best way out? Do you think this way can protect them? I tell you, your eldest son, Ye Hua
... I have already fallen off the cliff with my daughter... Don't worry, the cliff is bottomless... I guess they have no hope of survival."
His fingers slowly brushed the ruby on the scabbard, and Ming Ruyu directly ignored the prophet's whiter face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more proud:
"Okay, I miscalculated this here. I didn't let you see their bodies with my own eyes. It's really...but..." Ming Ruyu reached out to sweep over her thick and dark long hair. "But you don't have to worry, I've imitated it.
After your handwriting, Yuxia returned to Beijing immediately. I guess it should be coming soon..."
"You..." The prophet's whole body was trembling, and even his fingertips turned into a blue and white color. "Why are you so cruel... Hua Xuanji, it's your daughter..."
"So what? I'm just a wild breeder... When the person with fat on me... Haha, do you know what I regret the most?" After a slight pause, Ming Ruyu's voice became
More sharp:
"I just regret strangling her to death when I wasn't pregnant with her again, so I won't end up like this that she wants to twitch her elbow for a man... Yuran... Your son doesn't care about Feng Yue either...
Have you lost to you..."
"But, so what? Ye Hua finally forgot her completely and fell in love with other women!"
"Ruyu..." slowly lowered his head, and the gray-white hair flashed in front of Ming Ruyu's eyes. His voice was low and even a little sobbing: "I don't know, you hate me so much...