Li Si knelt on the ground. At that moment, he knew what it meant to be in darkness. At that moment, he knew what it meant to be in unbearable pain. After what happened to Su Rou, he was now experiencing such pain, even if it was made of iron, even if it was made of steel.
I'm afraid he couldn't bear it. He bit his lip tightly, his teeth stained red with blood. He looked at the pink letter and slammed his fist on the ground: "Why... why is this happening!"
"Alas..." The great elder stood at the door of the room, sighed, and said in a long voice: "Actually, there was a little problem when I detoxified you, and the golden silkworms in your body could not come out of your mouth. Alas.
, later...it was Wanrou..."
The elder's words immediately put Li Si into a trough. It turned out that Sister Wanrou lost her life because of him. The sharp pain in his heart was even more unbearable.
Phew...
Li Si covered his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood. Dark red blood spilled all over the floor. He knelt on one knee and stretched out his hand to touch the clothing that symbolized the Miao girl. He murmured softly: "Wanrou
Sister, I’m sorry for you!”
"This is of her own free will!" The elder walked out on crutches without looking back.
"Where is she buried?" Li Si asked in a deep voice, his eyes blood red.
"On the highest mountain outside the Miao Village!" The elder sighed: "She said she would wait for you to come back!"
After that, the elder turned and left the room and returned to his room alone. Li Si covered his heart and staggered up from the ground. He rushed out of the room in one breath, and then rushed up from the Miao village in one breath.
to that high mountain.
The vultures mourn, the cuckoo cries blood.
Several rows of egrets flew across the sky, and the azaleas in March were all over the mountains. Li Si looked at the entire bright red mountain, and an unknown sadness surged up from the bottom of his heart. The wind blew gently, and several clusters of bright red flowers
Blowing in the wind, the faint fragrance of azalea flowers made Li Si feel even more miserable.
Not far away, a newly built low tomb looks so lonely, and the short tombstone is particularly dazzling. This tomb is very special, different from the tombs of the Miao people. Li Wanrou begged her mother to bury her here before she died.
And engrave on the tombstone: I will always remember you.
"Sister Wanrou!" Li Si roared and rushed towards the tombstone.
