Chapter 3687

Ye Lingyue's hatred for Hongfu had already disappeared when Hongfu was destroyed.

Even between her and Hong Mingyue, there was no hatred that could not be broken.

On the contrary, Hong Mingyue has always been immersed in the hatred and is hard to extricate herself from the hatred.

"Blame yourself? It's all because of my own fault? "

The life and soul of Hong Mingyue flickered like a candle.

What she has done is to blame herself?

"You say that everything I do is my own fault? I, Hong Mingyue, do everything... "

Hong Mingyue's life and soul gave out a sharp drink.

"Impossible, all blame you, ye Lingyue, you come out, you don't hide, I want to fight with you."

When Hong Mingyue is trapped in hatred.

Ye Lingyue sang in her mouth, but she saw a Buddhist Chant.

The chanting of Prajna Heart Sutra was heard in the tomb of Taixu.

That Buddha chant, sound moving, word Zhu heart, as if every word, all fell in the heart of Hong Mingyue.

A Heart Sutra, a touch.

Hong Mingyue only felt that in her mind, all kinds of her life were just like a rewind, sweeping across the sky.

From her childhood, when she was a treasure at home, to a girl who was the most proud of heaven, and then she blinded her eyes for hatred, and degenerated and practiced the joyous skill In the brain, appeared in the swaddling Xi Xingluo.

The child's innocent eyes, staring at her, spit bubbles in his mouth, ah ah, will be soft little hands, extended to her

"No --"

in Hong Mingyue's eyes, tears were pouring down like rain.

What did she do? She was supposed to be the moon in the sky, but she became the most filthy sludge.

Qing self-cleaning, let her really fall, has always been her heart's magic barrier, not ye Lingyue.

"My child I was wrong. "

The Buddha power of the Prajna Sutra finally washed away the stubborn hatred in Hong Mingyue's heart.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Hong Mingyue's life and soul knelt down in the seal of the lunar God, with endless regret in her eyes.

Along with the spiritual washing, Hong Mingyue's life and soul has been washed clean.

All over her body, the black gas dissipated, leaving a soft light like moonlight.

At this time, Hong Mingyue is no longer arrogant and domineering in the past. She is wearing white clothes with double temples.

This dress is exactly what she looked like when she left the summer capital and went to practice. In that year, she was only twelve, and she was really as beautiful as the moon.

Hong Mingyue looks to the east of Taixu tomb. Although ye Lingyue still can't be seen, it's from that side that the great Prajna Heart Sutra was handed down.

"Ye Lingyue, in fact, when I was 12 years old, I already knew from my nanny that I had a sister. At that time, I didn't hate you. I was even happy that I had a sister

Hong Mingyue nods slightly in the direction of Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue was stunned.

Hong Mingyue knew her existence for a long time.

"Although I am from Hongfu, I don't like Hongfu. I'm afraid no one will believe this. I even envy you, at least, you don't have to stick to worldly fame. When you first appeared, I despised you. The more so, the more I couldn't accept it. Everything was inferior to you. Until you became the disciple of the purple hall, my most mental state was completely distorted. "

Who knows, when she was a girl, Hong Mingyue was regarded as a genius, but she was extremely uncommunicative.

She didn't like her two sisters and brothers, nor did her parents entrust them with false snakes in the officialdom. She left Hong Fu and went to Sansheng valley. She only wanted to practice.

However, the cruel reality forced her to be involved in the struggle for power and profit in Hongfu and even the summer.

Finally, she was bound by family affection and love, and finally became the victim of the whirlpool of desire.

Hong Mingyue didn't fully understand this until this moment, but it was too late.

Hong Mingyue talked a lot.

In her eyes, there was also regret and longing.

"It's all over. I'm willing to do it for you, and I'm willing to break up with you. "

Ye Lingyue has little sympathy for Hong Mingyue.

It can be considered that Hong Mingyue died instead of himself. They both bear the blood of Taiyin. Hong Mingyue is killed by zitangsu. Ye Lingyue is a little guilty about it.

"Thank you, and thanks to you, I was able to put everything down. Compared with other people in Hongfu, I have been so lucky. "

Twelve year old Hong Mingyue's face, although immature, but more than a few decomposition off the meaning.

Those people in Hongfu are afraid that they will be trapped in misery for generations to come. Even if they are reincarnated, they are just animals.

"As long as you can stop blaming master Zi, everything I do is worth it."

In ye Lingyue's mind, master Zi is just like the true God of Bodhi. The mirror should have been dust-free. Hong Mingyue's death is a sin to the purple hall. Ye Lingyue doesn't want her master to bear the name of sin."You are so happy that the three men really love you like life."

Hong Mingyue sighed.

“？”

Ye Lingyue's eyes flashed.

"Dixin, Zitang and Xi nine nights. As for Xi Jiuye, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how much he loves you. "

Hong Mingyue sighed.

She committed herself to Xi Jiuye just to save her life.

In those days of Xi Jiuye's magic soldiers, Xi Jiuye seldom came to her palace. Occasionally, he came to see her, but he was staring at her in a daze.

His eyes and heart are not on her at all.

"Hong Mingyue, I've helped you out. People and things in the past are cumbersome to you. You'd better enter the samsara as early as possible. "

Ye Lingyue frowns, she Xi nine night, really do not have much good feeling.

"The love, hate and hatred of my life have been put down. There should have been no regrets. But I still have a knot in my heart. My child, he's innocent. Can you look after him for me... "

As soon as Hong Mingyue finished, she couldn't help laughing bitterly and shaking her head.

Ye Lingyue is willing to help her out of the way. It's already a big stomach. If she mentions to take care of the children, is it not a hard nut to crack?

Even Hong Mingyue herself can't help feeling speechless for her own request.

Hong Mingyue took a deep breath, as if he had made a very important decision. He paid homage to ye Lingyue and left his last request.

"Well, I won't embarrass you. Ye Lingyue, my child, is also a miserable man. After his birth, he was carried away by LAN ChuChu. You know what kind of goods LAN ChuChu is. I heard that she is crazy, or the woman is crazy, or it will only poison my children. I don't ask for anything else, just one thing, if in the future That child is a good man. You don't have to do anything. If that child is heinous, please put me Kill him. "

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