The fire continued to burn in the sky shrouded by the night, and more and more people gathered around to discuss the bloody tragedy after the loud noise just now. Even the soldiers who came in a hurry turned pale and did not dare to look at the broken limbs everywhere.

Bu Qingyi's mind was blank. He could neither see the expression of the soldiers who kept persuading him nor hear the comments behind him. Her eyes were fixed on the curly soft sword for a long time.

Did he just leave?

Bu Qingyi can't accept it. She can't accept the fact that Mo GUI, who frowned and argued with her a few days ago, suddenly disappeared. What's more, she can't accept another separation between life and death. Yin and yang are separated forever.

"Little lady, you step back. The fire is about to burn. It's dangerous here!"

The soldier who came to put out the fire still didn't give up Bu Qingyi. Seeing that she was still sitting on her knees in front of the fire, she had to call another soldier for help. One on his left and the other on his right, they held Bu Qingyi's arm and dragged her back.

A lot of people were watching the crowd. After watching, someone found something wrong: "this woman This woman seems to be princess Qingxiang! "

"What? Princess Qingxiang? "

In a flash, the cry of surprise passed away like a tide, and the two soldiers were at a loss. Bu Qingyi was a hot potato, but he didn't help or not. No matter what he did, someone would blame them.

With such a stupefied effort, bu Qingyi got rid of the restraint of the two soldiers again, and walked toward the firelight with his eyes blank. His steps faltered and stumbled.

She wanted to take a closer look to see if there was any hiding place on the bridge or under the bridge for Mo GUI to escape, or if there was a corner not affected by the fire, and Mo GUI happened to be there.

However, her only hope vanished after observation.

Except for the fire, except for the smell of death, there was no one there.

Bu Qingyi took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She could clearly feel the stimulation of smoke being inhaled into her nose and smell the faint smell of blood. These flavors are not strange to her. As a killer, what flavor is more common than blood?

The familiar smell of fishy sweetness made her gradually recall the feeling of getting up to be green smoke. Because of the cheerful and gentle feeling of meeting and knowing some people, she was forced into the deepest corner of her heart by the smell of blood. Her calm, cold, detached sense was awakened.

Suddenly, bu Qingyi opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

She turned and strode towards the crowd. As she passed the two soldiers, she leaned slightly to the side and bumped lightly against the kind soldier. The soldier subconsciously helped her, and realized that men and women were different in respect and inferiority. He quickly withdrew his hand in embarrassment and lowered his head in great shame.

Bu Qingyi's steps didn't stop, but he still marched forward. The people around him suddenly let out a cry of surprise. They changed their faces and retreated to both sides, leaving a wide road to accommodate them.

Bu Qingyi continued to move forward with no expression on his face. After nearly a hundred steps, he heard the voice of the soldier: "where's the knife? Where's my knife? "

Bu Qingyi firmly grasped the handle of the knife, slightly regretting.

The soldiers are equipped with wide blade ring head knives. She doesn't like this kind of handle very much. It's light and not stable enough. She can't accurately convey the heavy feeling of killing people.

Tonight, it's hard to estimate how many people she will kill to find Pei Zan, but if you catch his followers and press them one by one, there will always be someone to tell where he is hiding.

If not, continue to kill until Pei Zan appears.

Bu Qingyi has never been interested in fighting in the temple. She thinks that it is a world that has nothing to do with her. Even if there are many people working in collusion with Pei Zan, as long as it is not aimed at her, there is no need to provoke.

But now it's different.

When the important people are taken away, when the share of tenderness that can let her close her eyes and rely on is gone, the root system is in her heart, to retain her humanity, so that she will not ignore the temperature of life, open the string of killing, with a crisp sound, sadly broken.

There are only two words left in my mind.

Murder, revenge.

With her heart as the starting point, the cold and fierce breath is so powerful that even ordinary people can clearly perceive it. All the people were silent, trembling, as far away from Bu Qingyi as possible, as if they were avoiding a killing God.

Strangely, bu Qingyi's face slowly overflowed with a smile. The smile did not contain any smile, nor did it have any emotion or temperature. It was even a bit strange.

And on this strange face, a tear slowly flows down, but it is too clean and transparent, covered by the dark night, no one can see.

Kill me.

No matter what the result is, let's have a good fight.

It doesn't matter whether it's life or death.

Under the gaze of countless fear eyes, bu Qingyi walked forward without strabismus, and soon walked away from the fire behind him into the streets without noise and bright lights.

Da, Da, Da.In the silence, the sound of footsteps that did not belong to her could be heard very clearly.

The smile on Bu Qingyi's face was deeper and colder.

Is pezan a pawn? Or is it him? If he himself is the best, let's finish here.

When the living is born and the dead is dead, dust belongs to dust and earth to earth.

In the depth of the alley, bu Qingyi stopped, but the footsteps behind him didn't stop, little by little.

Bu Qingyi closed her eyes and listened.

10 Dance steps Three steps One.

When her back can already feel the body temperature, bu Qingyi suddenly turns back and raises the ring head knife in her hand.

The light of the sword flashed, and the frost was as cold as snow.

"See gunpowder didn't kill me, you want to give me a knife again?"

The warm palm caught Bu Qingyi's wrist and stopped the light of the knife from falling. The familiar voice with a bit of ridicule rang out in the ear. Bu Qingyi was stunned and numb for a moment.

"You You're not dead? "

Looking at the eyes intact, still a face of light clouds, years of quiet good ink back, bu Qingyi can not hide surprise, but also can not hide the ecstasy in the bottom of my heart.

Mo Guisong shrugged his hand and said, "I got away with it."

"Then why don't you come out earlier? Is it interesting to hide and watch my jokes? " After the ecstasy, bu Qingyi's anger soared in his heart and grabbed Mo GUI's collar.

Mo GUI calmly looked at her: "even you mistakenly thought I was dead, how can you let go of such a good opportunity? I'd like to see what kind of monsters and ghosts I'm going to show after I die. "

"Well The sword and the broken hand... "

"The sword is mine, the hand has nothing to do with me." As if to prove his words, Mogui shook his hands and said, "when I rode to the middle of the bridge, I saw a suspicious looking man rushing towards me with something in his arms. Probably because of intuition, my action preceded my thought. I pulled out my sword and threw it at the man. The sword cut off the man's hand. Then I saw that the thing he was holding seemed to be gunpowder. At that time, I didn't have time to think about it. I immediately turned over and jumped off the horse and fell directly into the canal under the bridge. So I saved my life. "

Bu Qingyi can imagine the urgency at that time. What Mo GUI can get away with is his intuition and instinctive reaction. Unfortunately, his subordinates died on the spot without a chance to react.

It's the best news that Mo GUI is safe and sound. The despair and anger that filled Bu Qingyi's heart immediately disappeared. She took several deep breaths and gradually calmed down. Then she felt sore all over and her face was hot.

"Just now I saw you standing so close to the fire. Several times I almost couldn't help coming out and trying to drag you away." Mo GUI sighed with a low voice. He raised his hand and gently brushed Bu Qingyi's cheek: "look at you, how can you go out and meet people like this? I didn't even notice that my eyebrows and hair were burnt... "

His words could not be said any more. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly and his tone was bitter.

Bu Qingyi raised her hand to touch her eyebrows. As soon as she touched them, a cloud of burnt ashes fell. Her heart was full of mixed feelings. She wanted to complain, but she didn't know what to complain about. But she couldn't say any words of worry or concern. When she began to celebrate, she was silent.

Mo GUI didn't look as complicated as she was. Although he didn't know what to say for a while, his behavior was still as usual, showing his intimacy inadvertently.

"I haven't asked you, what do you want to do if you don't stay in the school?" His eyes with a trace of color of love, a continuous step to pull out the green clothes were scorched part of the hair.

"I'm here for you." Bu Qingyi slightly sidetracked his hand, but his eyes refused to face him, "lead China said you're leaving, I'll see you off."

When Mo returned, he hung in the air and didn't fall. After a long silence, he whispered: "why can't you choose to be frank when you face me? Is it that hard to show a little emotion? "

Sure enough, he knew the purpose of her coming.

Bu Qingyi's heart was tingling, so dull that it was hard to breathe. I don't know why, she had made up her mind to say to him, but now she didn't have the impulse to say it. She just felt tired physically and mentally, and was very disappointed with herself.

I think I'm strong, I think I'll be invincible with the purpose of revenge.

But actually?

It's just a false alarm, but she panicked for a man and nearly turned back to the one she didn't want to accept.

Is the existence of Mogui her salvation or her doom?

"Green clothes?"

After a few questions, Mo GUI closed his mouth wisely, not because he was worried about irritating Bu Qingyi, but because he saw her hands shaking.

Just now, her hand holding the knife was still so powerful.

"If you have anything to say, you can't stay here long." After a few moments of silence, Mo GUI turned to her side, put her thin back around her slender arm and pushed it gently.

At that moment, bu Qingyi's reaction made Mo GUI unforgettable.She didn't take firm steps to go forward. She had suffered too much, and now she was carrying too much responsibility. She knelt to the ground as if all the bones had been removed.

There's no strength left.

There's no strength to hold on.

All her strength burned out in the anger of despair. At this time, let alone walking forward, she didn't even have the strength to stand.

How could he know how much strength she had to use to suppress herself so that she would not collapse in front of others!

He's alive. That's great.

But her weakness showed itself.

This has a fatal weakness of her, he is no longer chasing that strong and confident of her.

"So So you are so important to me... "

Bu Qingyi's head was so low that he couldn't see her expression at all. He could only hear the trembling voice and the tone of self mockery.

"Just laugh at me, I am It's just that it doesn't work. Do you know how scared I am? I can't even stand up now, and I -- "

the murmur of soliloquy suddenly stops.

Soft lips say those frustrated words completely blocked, a word is not willing to release, overbearing and arrogant.

A kiss is a motto.