Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 67
Now I finally figured out why Mrs. Xie wanted to thank me.The flying sky on the wall outside is indeed Mrs. Xie, and the handsome young man who plays the flute for that flying sky is probably the young Sima Lian.That poor Ming Fengyang was not only an unrequited love, but he couldn't see Mrs. Xie until he died.

I'm not sure if Sima Lian knew that nothing happened between Ming Fengyang and Mrs. Xie, but I still explained to Sima Lian the real reason why Ming Fengyang's martial arts was useless.Sima Lian listened in a daze, with tears streaming down his eyes, he really didn't know anything.

I couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Sima, you sent someone to do something on Mr. Bai's horse."

He looked at me and didn't answer me, but there was a surge of anger in my heart, "Mr. Sima, Mr. Bai is innocent. Why do you torture a child like this? He is the only one in Mrs. Xie's miserable life." your sustenance."

I couldn't hide my bitterness, and tears flowed down, "You know, Yuan Hou believed Yuan Qingwu's framing, and was furious for no reason. Poor Mrs. Xie couldn't move or speak. The pulse of the heart was broken, and the root of the disease fell. In the next few years, almost half of the time was lying in bed. When encountering cloudy and rainy weather, he was often out of breath. Mr. Bai was just a child in those few years, and he has been in bed ever since. I lost the right to smile sincerely. Later you hurt his legs. Mrs. Xie must have known that it was you, that's why she died of grief. Poor Mr. Bai, who lost his mother and suffered from the heat of the world, Staying in a wheelchair is seven years."

"Mei Xiang." He murmured, "Mei Xiang, why didn't you tell me..."

"Have you ever given her a chance?" I said loudly, "Mr. Sima, if you love someone, don't you want her to live well? If you love someone, don't you want to see her smile every day, see her eat well, Did you sleep well? Even if your sweetheart doesn’t love you one day and forgets you, as long as you can see her smile, isn’t it much happier than seeing her suffer? How can someone in this world rely on love? In the name of harming others like this? Mr. Sima, I don't understand what happened to you and Yuan Qingwu?"

Duan Yuerong's purple pupils looked at me, his eyes suddenly glowed with deep thought that I had never seen before, staring at me so deeply, but Sima Lian felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock.

I wiped my tears and said loudly: "Maybe the original Qingjiang is not a fucking thing, but Mrs. Xie is so pitiful, and Mr. Bai, it is impossible for him to choose his parents, just because Mrs. Xie was born as a girl, he I have always been looked down upon by others, and I was laughed at all day long, saying that I was born to a girl. What happened to the girl, what a good child he is, why are you all refusing to let him go?"

ah?I seem to be digressing, why should I defend Yuan Feibai?
But fortunately, everyone present except Duan Yuerong, who was obviously only half-lived but still had a sarcastic face, buried their heads deeply, "To put it bluntly, isn't it just to use them to bully the original Qingjiang? But they are still alive Well done, married one house after another, you won't feel bad for poor Mrs. Xie at all. Mrs. Xie has suffered in vain in this life. If you really love Mrs. Xie, isn't this tormenting Mrs. Xie? Go, isn't it the same as yourself suffering in the end, Mr. Sima?"

Sima Lian raised her head, her face was clear and calm, "No wonder Qing Wu went and never came back. In fact, you guys killed her."

I shook my head and said softly: "No, Mr. Sima, she couldn't let Ming Fengyang go, she was the one who had to go into the Love Tomb. Mrs. Ming found the bones of Mr. Ming Fengyang, she was very calm when she went."

Sima Lian was silent for a while, and then a strange smile appeared on his face, "Ms. Mu is really eloquent."

"Don't you believe what I said?" I couldn't believe this man, but seeing the despair in his eyes, I couldn't speak anymore.This is clearly a person who can only live on the support of hatred, and his love has also been twisted into a deformity by him, so that it can be transformed into another kind of more deep-seated hatred, so as to support him to live more strongly, if now he finds that what he has done Everything he did was self-inflicted, and he forced his loved one to death with his own hands, no doubt letting him kill himself.

There was a fierceness in his eyes that he had never seen before. He picked up the bamboo flute and blew it. All the dead bones in this room stood up, and two of them lifted me up and hung me beside Duan Yuerong.

Duan Yuerong sneered weakly, "You are here, Concubine Ai."

"Your concubine." I yelled loudly, "Mr. Lu, please save me."

Lu Yuan woke up suddenly, and raised his hand instinctively. At that time, everyone's attention was focused on Sima Lian and me, and no one paid attention to Lu Yuan at all. Ten silver nails had been stabbed in his chest, and the bamboo flute fell off.

He said sadly: "I really didn't expect that you, a waste of the Lu family, would secretly hide this wristband. You never fell into my dream from the beginning to the end."

The two dolls supporting me immediately collapsed, and I fell heavily.

"However, you can't go anymore." Sima Lian tapped on the wheelchair.

"Suhui" rushed towards me, and I pulled out my gun to defend myself.

The girls and women around Lu Yuan attacked Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan was shocked, "Anan, Xiulan, it's me, I'm A Yuan."

That "Suhui" martial arts is very good, I can't beat him at all, just when I couldn't hold on anymore, the purple letter fell out of my lapel, knocked over the candlestick, ignited the kerosene, and immediately burned.The killer's clothes were set on fire, and Lu Yuan issued the wristband again. The killer screamed in pain and fell into the fire.

The fire started to grow, and the girl broke Lu Yuan's leg, but Lu Yuan didn't want to fight back. He just vomited blood and watched in pain as the person he loved the most punched and kicked him.

I crawled over, picked up the reward and swung it vigorously, cutting two dolls, one big and one small, into four pieces. Lu Yuan immediately cried out with blood and tears in his eyes, and looked at his wife in disbelief. The girls died before his eyes again, and this time, steel nails full of black blood burst out of their stomachs.

At this time, Sima Lian's hair was disheveled and his scarred face looked like a ghost. He laughed there, "Mei Xiang, look, your daughter-in-law has completely destroyed the Meiying Villa that I built with great pains. If it succeeds, I can create you to accompany me right away, come out quickly."

Amidst his loud laughter, my eardrums felt extremely painful. All the dolls had been burned, and the flames rolled everything that could be burned. A smell of burning flesh spread. Open, hissing and screaming, almost driving me crazy.

Sima Lian laughed amidst the fire, "Mei Xiang, you were the one who blamed me first, you bitch, do you think I'll believe that you once loved me?"

Suddenly, he seemed to see something in his eyes, fixed there, cloudy tears rolled down from his eyes, he choked up, "Mei Xiang!"

Then his posture remained like that, his eyeballs protruded, as if in the inextricable hatred and love, the twisted soul left his body forever.

Lu Yuan sat blankly among the puppets, unable to wake up from the broken dream.

I shook him vigorously, but he didn't even smell the flames burning his clothes, what should I do?

On the opposite side hung a hedgehog-like Duan Yuerong, his purple eyes flashed, and he said weakly, "Give me the bamboo flute."

The flames were burning hotter and hotter. I put him down and pulled out the steel nails. His whole body was bleeding profusely.

I snatched out the bamboo flute, and ran over to him regardless of the large burns on my hand. He was so weak that he couldn't even lift it up, so I had to put it on his mouth.He smiled mockingly, but the purple eyes slowly closed.I thought he was going to die, but he suddenly opened his naked eyes, raised his blood-stained hands, and played a tune, which turned out to be "Long Xiangshou".

In the flames, the two puppets carrying the Dragon-Breaking Mechanism started to move, Duan Yuerong continued to blow, but his eyes signaled me to go out.

I ran over, trying to drag the stupid Lu Yuan out, but halfway through, a boulder rolled down, and Lu Yuan's legs were crushed, and the severe pain woke him up, and his screams were straight to the ground. punch my eardrums.My heart felt like a knife, and I said loudly: "Mr. Lu, hold on, we can escape right away."

Lu Yuan smiled miserably: "Miss Mu, I can't do it."

"Nonsense, Mr. Lu." I ran to push the stone.

Lu Yuan grabbed my hand, shook his head and said, "Girl Mu, even if I escape from this Plum Shadow Villa, I can't escape the demons in my heart. I thought that following Mr. Bai, I would no longer have the pain of killing, but now, He spat out a mouthful of blood, "It's not like rivers of blood are flowing everywhere, so let me stay here with my wife and children, and never suffer from the troubled times again."

He took out something from his bosom and stuffed it in my hand, and pushed me towards the door. I was about to run back to Lu Yuan, but someone was already rushing towards me, hugging me and rolling out of the terrible stone room. Turning around, it was Duan Yuerong covered in blood.As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, the broken dragon stone slowly descended with the huge gears. I bit my hand to prevent myself from crying crazily.

As far as I could see, I saw that the flames had engulfed Sima Lian's white hair, and he was tightly holding the unfinished passionflower embroidered handkerchief in his hand.

In the flames, Lu Yuan sat up and straightened his clothes on fire calmly, smiling calmly, hugging two puppets, one big and one small, and turned into a fire man in front of me.

I burst into tears and shouted wildly: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu."

My voice seemed to resonate with the puppet, the scorched little puppet suddenly turned its body, touched Lu Yuan's burnt body with both hands, and made a tone-changing voice, "Daddy, good boy, come on!" Play with Nan."

A deep mournful cry came from the villa. I don't know if it was from Lu Yuan, or from Sima Lian who had been struggling with doubts and hatred, or from the countless suffering souls buried in this Meiying Villa.

The flames shot up into the sky, and I dragged the half-dead Duan Yuerong to the road of Anzhuang. Sure enough, this place was the same as Ziqi Villa, but when I saw the end, I saw a wall in front of me. In desperation, I remembered what Lu Yuan had given me. I took it out and saw that it was a triangular pyramid. I inserted the triangular pyramid into the hole of the wall, twisted it, and the wall began to rattle and turn slowly.

After a while, the door opened, and the night, with the breath of the dense forest, rushed towards us.I was about to drag Duan Yuerong out when suddenly a scorched puppet grabbed Duan Yuerong's feet, "Ah Yuan, you can't go."

I pulled it out, but the puppet refused to let it go.

Duan Yuerong looked at me and said with a smile: "You really fell in love with me, otherwise why would you be so desperate to save me?"

I was furious, what would I do to save this beast?
My brain must be flooded, why don't you let go, leave him, and run for your life.

Just as he was about to let go, he saw that his dim purple pupils were full of despair and self-deprecating, with a sense of bleakness, and there was no trace of a hero.

I suddenly realized that the current him may be useless in martial arts and his body is severely damaged, but he is only living on that little self-esteem. He would rather I let him go now, and he would never beg me for mercy, let me show him mercy .

As a reward, I chopped off the puppet's brain in half, pulled Duan Yuerong out, the big wall was closed, and half of the puppet's arm was pinched off, exposing it outside.

I carried Duan Yuerong on my back and ran with light kung fu all the way, I don't know how many miles I escaped, but when I looked back, there was no light on the stars and moon, in the thick smoke and dense fog, a mountain villa far away was still on fire, and then there was a violent explosion.

I finally couldn't run anymore, and threw Duan Yuerong to the ground like a dead pig. I just sat down and felt a soft spot by my hand. I looked down and saw a purple flower quietly blooming under the dim moonlight. , Looking at us, we still want to talk.

I looked at Duan Yuerong, he also had a gloomy face, full of confusion.Immediately, a strong sense of powerlessness crawled over every cell in my body.

Passiflora, the English name is Passionflower, which is translated as the flower of passion. Some people say that the flower meaning of passionflower is holy love, but some people say that its other flower meaning is called passionate longing.

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