"How is it possible...how is it possible!" Yue Yun'an roared with grief and anger, and fell to his knees in front of the corpses of his mother and brother. His face was filled with grief that Mu Xianning had never seen before.
Yue Ting came to the only remaining legitimate son, holding Yue Yun'an in his arms. The two of them were grieving beside the bodies of Qingyou and Yue Yunchi. Yue Yun'an cried silently, while Yue Ting's eyes were red.
Yue Feier watched Yue Ting and Yue Yun'an cry for Qingyou, feeling unspeakable pain and ridicule in her heart.
Her mother was born lowly, so she died. No one cared, as if only Qingyou and Yue Ting were a family. Even though she had been careful to do her best, in the end, his father
She is still not in my heart, otherwise how could she not notice her at all when a girl like her also lost her mother, but instead care about Yue Yun'an.
Yue Feier smiled mockingly, her eyes dimmed, staring at Luo Ting's body, and walked over step by step.
When Luo Ting was alive, she had always resented that her poor background had affected her. But when she died, a large piece of her heart seemed to be hollowed out. In the end, blood was thicker than water.
Yue Feier knelt down next to Luo Ting. Her hair had been burned due to the competition during the day. She was wearing a white hat at the moment, and her face no longer looked as beautiful as before, but looked very haggard.
She stared at Luo Ting, feeling uncomfortable but unable to shed a single tear. Although she felt uncomfortable, she knew in her heart that from now on, she would have one less burden. So, she knelt down next to Luo Ting sadly but not hurting.
Trying hard to squeeze out some tears.
The whole inner hall was filled with heavy rain and sour wind because of their cries.
No one noticed that Mu Xianning slowly walked towards the first corpse covered with white cloth. If she guessed correctly, the person Yue Ting and Yue Chao were kneeling to just now was Qiu Taijun.
Arriving next to the corpse, Mu Xianning stretched out her hand expressionlessly and lifted up the man's white cloth.
A kind face with white hair and a trace of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes appeared in front of Mu Xianning. She looked up and stared in front of her, also with eyes closed, but there was no fear or ferocity in her eyes, only an upright and upright spirit.
It seemed that before she died, she did not panic, but just stared at her enemy with a righteous look.
At that moment, Mu Xianning seemed to feel an unfamiliar sourness welling up in her nose.
Unfamiliar emotions were like stones, choking in her heart, causing her to make no sound.
His eyes were as warm as when he faced Jun Ruoshui that night, but his heart was particularly sad and sour.
This unfamiliar emotion made Mu Xianning feel breathless and didn't know how to release it.
Finally, she covered Qiu Taijun's body, got up and walked out, because she was afraid that this strange self would not be able to control her emotions.
"Wait! What are you doing!" Yue Ling'er, whose face was covered with tears and embarrassed, suddenly raised her head, faced Mu Xianning's back, and shouted in grief and indignation.
Everyone was so sad for her family, how could she act like a normal person? Not even shedding a single tear?
Yue Ling'er's shout made everyone who was originally in grief couldn't help but focus their attention on Mu Xianning's back.
Her back is so thin, yet so tough, like a pine tree, standing straight and proud.
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