C816 The cycle of karmic retribution …

On the bed, Xiao Moyu's heavy eyes could no longer open. A bone-piercing coldness assaulted his entire body. Even he himself could feel that he was slowly turning icy cold.

However, when the creaking sound of the door opening rang out … An indescribable power suddenly supported Xiao Moyu to open his eyes. Biting down on his lower lip, he exerted all of his remaining strength.

"I'm better now. Don't come in. When I smoke cigars, I don't like to be disturbed. Come in again in fifteen minutes. "

's sonorous and forceful voice came out from within the room. These words sounded like they were about to sink into his dantian. Each of the words sounded so clear and melodious that they were as round as a pearl.

Doctor Mo who was about to push open the door paused for a moment as a sullen expression surfaced on his face.

This Xiao Moyu was indeed not easy to please, he did indeed have time to smoke his cigar, and was not one to be disturbed. Furthermore, with Xiao Moyu having fun and having fun, this made the Doctor Mo have an extremely bad impression of Xiao Moyu.

Now, after hearing that Xiao Moyu had recovered a little, he started to do whatever he wanted and smoke his cigar. He treated his without the slightest bit of politeness. Immediately, with a creak, he helped Xiao Moyu close the door.

With a thump, Doctor Mo turned and walked down the stairs. Deep down in his heart, he cursed silently, "Slap, slap, sooner or later I'll beat you to death."

A crisis had been dissolved by Xiao Moyu without a trace. If Doctor Mo pushed the door open, he could clearly see the situation in the room. Then, Xiao Yi would definitely not be able to get out of the 302 military base.

Once one fell into a place like this, it was impossible to escape even if one's methods were monstrous. When Xiao Moyu was at the end of his life, he helped Xiao Yi once again.

The capital was shrouded by the inky darkness of the night. After the entire room was closed, it was dark.

Xiao Moyu laid on his bed. There was no one around him.

After opening his mouth a little, Xiao Moyu seemed to be able to see the god of death approaching step by step from the darkness. From his slightly opened mouth, a hoarse voice that could not be heard came out: "All love meets, will never change, life will always be fearful, life will be in danger in the morning dew, love will lead to worry, love will lead to fear, if I leave the one who loves, then there will be no worry and no fear …"

In the end, Xiao Moyu started to recite the Buddhist book he had read recently, < The Beautiful Beauty King's Law Seeking Arts >.

It is about all our fears, all our sorrows, all our terrors that are born of love, because love is a desire. If you want a person, you have to grow old with him, you have to marry him, and so on, there is a desire, you are afraid of not succeeding, when two people are together you are afraid of not growing old, afraid of his change of heart, and so on, so with love there is worry, with love there is fear. Because of the love, so have the concern, so have the worry and the panic. When there is no love in my heart, there is no worry and no fear.

In that instant, Xiao Moyu felt worry and panic, so he did not say it out loud in the end, "In the end, what I bear in my heart is love, not hatred."

His eyes and face finally covered up bit by bit, and the entire world became silent in an instant.

Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see the snowstorm of that year, after Fourth Brother Xiao Chaoran lost his child. The whole winter was as cold as this. His father called the brothers into his room and asked them sternly if this had anything to do with him.

At that time, Xiao Moyu raised his hands and swore to the heavens, "If I, Xiao Moyu, do such a thing, then let me die a miserable and lonely death in this foreign land …"

His voice was clear and seemed to still reverberate in the room.

The small white brick building was silent. In the capital city on winter nights, the cold wind blew fiercely.

Xiao Yi had already walked out of the 302 military base, and his entire person was madly sprinting on the road as tears welled up in his eyes. No matter how bad Xiao Moyu used to be, in the end, he became better. Adding on the fact that Xiao Moyu was even his own second uncle, Xiao Yi felt even more ashamed and guilty.

If Xiao Moyu was completely evil, then Xiao Yi would kill him. Yet, he became better. The truth behind this matter, was revealed to Xiao Yi bit by bit. He felt as if his entire body had collapsed in an instant.

Tears flowed down his cheeks and down his neck.

On the icy winter night, the tears were even colder. But, Xiao Yi ignored them and continued to run in the darkness. He released both his tears and his emotions.

Wu wu wu …

From Xiao Yi's mouth, came a wave of indistinct sobs. He ran through the night, sobbing.

Suddenly, the sound of a siren came from the road ahead. A car was coming towards him. At this crucial moment, regardless of whether the driver could whistle, the sound would still resound nonstop.

Under the light of the car lamps, Xiao Yi seemed to have already fallen into a crazed state. He ran into the car without a care in the world.

When the driver saw that he was going to hit a dead man, he quickly braked, but it was too late.

With such a fast speed, coupled with the fact that Xiao Yi was like he was looking for death, he crashed into the car head first. The driver was so scared that his face turned pale and he started to shiver.

However, it looked like a tragedy was about to happen. Just like that, Xiao Yi leapt into the air and stepped on the top of the car. Dong dong dong dong sounds rang out, but Xiao Yi still did not slow down, he continued to run at full speed on top of the car, before disappearing into the night.

When the driver saw this, he shook his head in disbelief and cursed loudly, "Fuck, this works too?"

Then, the driver suddenly realized something was wrong. He stopped the car and looked at the top of the car. With a single glance, the driver's face instantly turned as red as blood. On the top of the car, all the places that Xiao Yi had stepped on were deeply caved in.

In some places, cracks had already appeared.

"Fuck, is this King Kong or a ghost." The driver finally started cursing.

… ….

Xiao Yi was already unable to control the Nine Dragons True Qi in his entire body, and had been like a gust of wind the entire time. In this dark night, if passersby were to see it, they would absolutely be scared silly on the spot.

His movement speed was like that of a ghost.

After returning to Yu Qingmei's villa on the mountain, Xiao Yi went into her own room. With a "kang" sound, the door was locked. Then, she fell onto the bed and cried loudly.

For so long, Xiao Yi had always been swift and decisive. Whatever he saw and did, he would never regret it. But in that moment, Xiao Yi regretted it. If he had known the truth earlier, Xiao Yi would never have sent Susu there, nor would he poison her.

But, in this world, he could buy any kind of medicine, and it was only regret medicine he couldn't buy.

Amidst the blurry tears, Xiao Yi, who carried deep remorse and remorse, said. Seeing such a pitch-black night, this was the first time Xiao Yi realized that the capital's winter season was so cold.

… ….

It was just that sometimes, bad fortune did not follow one's doings, but people summoned themselves. Good and evil were the rewards of being followed by shadows. Xiao Moyu owed Xiao Yi close family love and twenty years of warmth. In the end, he still paid Xiao Yi back with his life. In addition, he had to confirm the vow he had made on the basis of his conscience.

At the 302 military base, in the center of the small building. Doctor Mo waited for almost half an hour before he lazily went upstairs.

As he pushed open Xiao Moyu's room, he asked absent-mindedly: "Mr. Xiao, have you finished smoking the cigar?"

The room was silent and there was no response.

After a series of creaking sounds, the Doctor Mo finally opened the door. He turned on the light in the room and walked to the bedside. Looking at Xiao Moyu who was leaning on the bed without moving, he taunted: "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong, did you get drunk on the cigar?"

There was no answer, as if Xiao Moyu had already fallen asleep.

As an army doctor, Doctor Mo hesitated. In the end, he still bent down to take a look. When they could clearly see Xiao Moyu's face, his face looked extremely human. Doctor Mo's heart sank, and then, he extended his hand to touch Xiao Moyu's breath.

As his body touched Xiao Moyu's skin, he felt a wave of ice-cold sensation. But when he reached out his hand, Xiao Moyu no longer had a breath.

He died just like that, in such a strange place, in such a strange room, there was no one by his side when he died.

Doctor Mo retreated back and screamed: "Men, men quickly!" Xiao Moyu is dead, Xiao Moyu is dead. "

Doctor Mo's sharp cries immediately caused this whole building to go into an uproar. The fully armed soldiers charged in an instant.

There were shadows moving about.

Deep in the night, Ye Liuyun and Ye Zhichao both came to this building.

Ye Zhichao's face darkened, he looked at Doctor Mo and shouted coldly: "You said that after Doctor Zhuge treated Xiao Moyu, Mr. Xiao Moyu's condition has improved. After that, when you pushed open the door and entered, Xiao Moyu was smoking a cigar in his room, and he had already recovered quite a bit. "

The Doctor Mo lied in the end, as she did not fulfill his duty. He did not immediately open the door to check on Xiao Moyu's situation, so at this moment she had concealed the crux of the matter.

"Yes, Mr. Ye." In front of Ye Zhichao, the ice-cold aura was no longer on his body. His entire person became respectful.

Ye Zhichao pondered for a moment, then asked again, "The medical examiner examined the corpse, what did you say?"

The Doctor Mo respectfully and cautiously replied: "When I was alive, everything was peaceful, and I haven't been injured in any way."

Hearing that, Ye Zhichao's face immediately became gloomy. Ye Zhichao understood the pressure that the Hongmen was giving him. Xiao Moyu was the most important person. However, now that he was dead, how was he going to explain this to the inside of the door?

Just thinking about it made his head hurt.

Ye Zhichao shook his head, and looked towards Ye Liuyun: "Liuyun, what do you think?"

Ye Liuyun's face was gloomy, as he spoke word by word, in a cold voice, "Capture Zhuge Tian and ask him first, I feel that this person has a problem. After he treated Xiao Moyu, he turned around and left, and Xiao Moyu died. "I think there's something fishy about this person. We need to check it first."