Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 432 If You Hate, Then Hate

"Ah."

Luo Shui chuckled, and did not stop him from leaving.

Anyway, from her point of view, it is impossible for Wu'er, whom he has been thinking of so much, to be living in this world...

"Old Pavilion Master, run quickly."

"Run? I want to see where she is going?" A soft shout sounded outside the hall.

Facing the wind and rain, a woman who looked like a mysterious girl from the Nine Heavens slowly fell to the ground. Seeing Luo Shui stop, she suddenly smiled: "I said who wanted my life, so it was you."

"So what? You can kill me..."

The voice stopped abruptly, the blade of the sword against the neck was shining coldly, maybe it was because of the rain, the appearance of the floating light sword was actually a bit cold at this time.

The rising chill made Luo Shui shudder: "If there was no Yanxue, I would have killed you in the first place."

Even if, the price is to destroy Luoshui.

Putting away the floating light sword in her hand, Feng Wu raised her lips and said with a smile: "Mu Ge, let's go home."

She suddenly felt that why should she care what other people think?

If Luo Shui wants to kill her, let her send someone, anyway, she has a Bei Muge who can let her do whatever she wants.

As for the rest, she really didn't want to think about it.

Thinking about it, Feng Wu took Bei Muge's hand and walked out of the main hall of the Blood Shadow Pavilion.

The backs of the two are extraordinarily humorous.

"You don't want to know, where did Feng Yu go?"

"he died."

What answered her was an extremely calm voice.

But no one knows that beneath this so-called calm, there are hidden turbulent waves.

In fact, from the moment she heard the news, Feng Wu knew that some things were really like a huge reincarnation.

It's like you feel that everyone around you has changed, but the destiny you should become has not changed.

Feng Yu died to save her.

She can pretend to be ignorant, as if nothing happened, but no one knows.

How much her heart hurts.

It turned out that the third brother who seemed to be fooling around was the wisest of all the brothers, but he was the first to leave.

At that moment, no one knew how painful Feng Wu was.

Only Bei Muge vaguely felt that since the day she knew about it and locked herself in Beijia Library, he felt that Wu'er was really in pain.

The pain of losing a loved one.

"Then you don't want to know who he is?!" With a low shout, Feng Wu stopped in her tracks.

Stopped in the rain, let the rain wet the dress, but did not cover it.

That long blue dress outlined her exquisite figure enchantingly.

Feng Wu turned around and saw Luoshui who was still sitting through layers of rain, she smiled and said, "I know."

Just because you know.

So he died and she could pretend not to be sad.

Just because you know.

So, she can pretend nothing happened.

"He is Yan Yu, your master..." Gently uttering these eight words, Feng Wu seemed to have exhausted all her strength, but still supported herself not to fall: "But he is still my third brother, Feng Yu, This is the path he chose. If you hate me, hate me."

Because there is nothing you can do but hate.

kill her?You Luoshui can't do it.

Feng Wu pursed her lips and looked at Luoshui stubbornly. Through layers of rain, no one knew the crystal clear tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Piping hot and slightly salty.

Still bitter.

Feng Wu smiled, wantonly, casually, as if all the sadness was covered by this smile.

The tears in the corners of the eyes flowed down the rain curtain, dripping down without a sound.

Those eyes looked stubbornly at the person sitting in the hall.

"Feng Wu, you are really like this..."

"Ruthless?"

"Unfeeling and ungrateful?"

"Heartless and lungless?"

Lightly fixed her eyes, those eyes that were already empty, Feng Wu said word by word.

　Chapter 4.

　　Good night, my little cutie.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)