Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 154. 155. Rashomon was destroyed (1)

Yetong stretched out her hand to stabilize her body, and looked deeply into her eyes: "Little Geer, listen to me, before yesterday, the entire Rashomon Gate was destroyed..."

Yes, the whole sect was destroyed, and Mu Linge was the only survivor of this Rashomon sect.only.

"You knew it a long time ago?" Mu Linge's voice was quiet, he looked at Yetong, then turned to Huixue, and asked, "You also know?"

Just by looking at their expressions, Mu Linge had already guessed that her master's school was destroyed, but she was the last one to know.Ha, how funny, how ironic!
She wanted to cry, but wanted to laugh very much, but now, she couldn't cry, let alone laugh, she just felt cold all over her body, from the tip of her hair to her soul, so cold, so cold.

"What about them?" She asked weakly, feeling that even the breath and the pulse are no longer her own. The Rashomon has been wiped out, but why is she still here?
She is also a disciple of Rashomon, why didn't those people destroy her together?
In this way, she can personally plead guilty to the master and the old man. In this way, she can also be the most naughty disciple in the entire Rashomon, poking out different betels every day, and then hiding aside He happily watched the seniors tidy up with a sigh.

But why, why is she still alive?And what about Master?Where are the brothers?
Yetong looked at her, and even his own heart sank little by little. Who would have known that the Rashomon, which had been established for thousands of years in the human world, had turned into an empty palace overnight. mountain?

"Little Geer, let's go up together."

"No, I am a disciple of Rashomon." They are not, so she wants to send her master and her brothers to the last journey alone, in person.

She climbed up the stairs weakly and slowly step by step, the tears in her eyes shed unknowingly all the way.

She saw it in the martial arts training hall, saw the corpses there, oh no, they just leaned together quietly and calmly, just like every morning when they were doing morning classes, their eyebrows and eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of their lips were slightly pursed.

Except, except for that pale face like snow, except for the congealed, jet-black blood that fell on the corner of his mouth.

"Eldest senior brother!" She threw herself in front of the man and cried out mournfully, "Eldest senior brother, the younger junior sister came back, and the younger junior sister came back and never left again!"

"Eldest brother, little junior sister will never deliberately damage your clothes again, and never deliberately throw your freshly washed shoes into the dirty water again——Eldest brother, I will really change it, really will change—”

She stretched out her hand, trembling, trying to shake the hem of the man's clothes, but as soon as her fingers touched the corner of his clothes, he scattered away like a pile of sand!
"No——" she covered her mouth fiercely, and she prostrated deeply on the ground: "Don't—don't—"

Before the shouts stopped, she saw the seniors sitting together in front of her just now, the warm smiles of the past, the feigned beatings and scoldings of the past, the body that gave her endless support in the past, slowly and gradually , were like a pile of sand, in her screams, they collapsed!

"what!!!"

On the heavy mountain road, her mournful cries kept echoing, so helpless, so sad, so desperate.

She knelt on the ground, carefully wiped her clothes vigorously with her hands, and then carefully piled up the ashes of her senior brothers little by little. At this moment, the huge training hall was so quiet. Despair, so terrible.

(End of this chapter)