Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 258 This life is too painful, don't do it again
I took the trouble to tell this dull man the boring past that I could see at a glance.

He is boring.

Can't speak.

Just keep listening.

I talked about my parents, about the cripple, and about the six people who brought me hardships, how they cried and begged me for mercy when they were alive, and how they became angry and cursed at me when they failed to beg for mercy.

I told A Biao everything.

I know that I am not qualified to tell the leader, and he will not have time to listen to my story.

Tell others, and others will tell you.

A Biao will not.

He has a dull temper and a vicious look, and he has no friends in the church on weekdays.

"I hate it here."

Sitting on the barren hill at the edge of the town, looking down from a high position.

I hate the place where I was born and raised.

I am so disgusted that I want to destroy this place directly.

A Biao listened to me, his black eyes sparkled, but he still didn't say a word.

Really boring person.

Maybe it was because I killed my enemy and cut off the love in the world. Right now, I have no roots and no prosperity. After a long time, I began to think about things that should not belong to me, especially after the leader named the town I used to be Mingyue Town At that time, this thought could no longer stop the car.

Song Ning died.

No matter how obsessed the leader is, she is still a dead person.

But I am different, I am a living person.

I can talk and dance and move.

I think one day I will be able to make the leader focus on me.

I need to do a lot of things to impress the leader and buy more time with him.

So I became busy.

I dug out Yan Li'an, the eldest son of the Yan family, from the pile of dead people at Yanmen Pass.

That is really a handsome and very dangerous man.

Even the leader still spent nearly a month to wash away his previous memories.

On the day Yan Li'an was sent away, the leader pulled me aside and gave me a firework.

"No matter where you are, as long as this is released, I will appear."

I firmly believe in the words of the teacher.

Until I saw Shen Shuyun in Mingyue Town.

It was a face that looked more like Song Ning than mine.

She spoke softly, with affection in her eyes, completely different from me.

the most important is.

She is clean.

Just reached the age of Ji, as clean as a lotus bag after the rain, full of ignorant world affairs that I can't get back in my midnight reincarnation.

A Biao told me that Shen Shuyun was sent out by the leader to practice.

He told me to be careful with this woman.

Saying she is not easy.

Of course it's not easy.

How easy is it for a person who can have the same face as Song Ning and me?
Everything in Mingyue Town was under the arrangement of Shengzi, but no one expected that he would recover his memory at this time.

People from the Yan family should not be underestimated at all.

That woman Yan Wanqing snatched my fireworks and put them in the sky.

She said she also wanted to meet the leader.

See you, when the time comes, the leader will definitely vent his anger on me.

But no.

One night passed, and he did not come.

Just like when I was thrown into the sedan chair naked, tonight my dignity and heart were once again exposed to the air.

I know that I am not Yan Wanqing's opponent, let alone Shengzi and that prince's opponent.

When I rushed to Yan Wanqing, I declared my determination to die.

So when Prince Dawei made a move, I was actually more relieved.

Just die in Mingyue Town.

Died in this place where I was born, raised me and hurt me.

I don't want to know the truth about those things.

I spit out another mouthful of blood, and heard A Biao speak like a chatterbox...

"... sleepy, so sleepy..." I don't want to listen to him.

Big mouthfuls of blood overflowed from the corners of my lips, and I felt that my whole body was wrapped in ice.

how could be?

This is a place where it is like summer all year round.

How can I feel cold?

"Don't sleep!" A Biao lost his temper at me.

I want to be angry with him.

Want to scold him about your identity and status, dare to talk to me like this.

But I can't.

I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth to speak.

But even so.

I still asked A Biao to do me one thing.

"Cut, cut off..." I said with difficulty: "Head, hair..."

I saw that A Biao's body stiffened while holding me.

I don't have the energy to say it a second time.

This life hurts too much, and I don't want to have another life.

If you cut off your hair, you will never go to heaven again. People like me will live in hell forever.

……

Fu Mingyue died.

After A Biao cut off a strand of her hair with a dagger, he finally closed his eyes.

When he was dying, there was even a slight smile on the bloody lips.

Yan Wanqing couldn't help but walked to her side and squatted down.

A Biao looked at her warily.

Yan Wanqing pointed to her hand: "Can I have a look at this?"

"Is there any point in saying this now?"

A Biao bent down and picked up Fu Mingyue, then raised his feet and walked towards the rising sun.

He said hoarsely.

"You are afraid of the dark, so I will bury you where the sun rises, okay..."

Okay, Mingyue.

Here the sun sets, the moon rises, and there will never be darkness.

Yan Wanqing and his group watched as A Biao carried Fu Mingyue in his arms and walked towards the east, all the way to the barren hill.

"What does he want to do?" Yan Wanqing couldn't help asking.

Yan Li'an got along with these two people for a while, so he said: "A Biao was promoted to the position of Guardian Zuo because of Fu Mingyue. I heard that he asked the leader to name the name of this town. .”

A heart is in the bright moon.

Xiao Pingfeng looked pitifully: "He is also a poor person."

"It's dawn, let's go back and have a rest, and make plans after waking up." Yan Wanqing is not the Holy Mother.

Fu Mingyue and A Biao had countless innocent lives in their hands.

It can only be said that poor people must have something to hate.

She couldn't be indifferent to such a tragic story, but she wouldn't sympathize with them like a Madonna White Lotus.

"Let's go, I'm just sleepy." Xiao Pingfeng yawned, and was about to put his hand on Yan Wanqing's shoulder, but Yan Li'an raised his hand and knocked it off.

Xiao Pingfeng: "...?"

Yan Li'an passed by with a cold look.

Yan Wanqing, who knew nothing about it, walked towards the inn.

She was sleepy.

He didn't realize at all that the two men behind him were facing each other right now.

"If this hand is placed where it shouldn't be, it will be dangerous." Yan Li'an dropped this sentence and left.

Looking at his back, Xiao Pingfeng snorted softly.

endure.

Ups and downs are bearable.

His lord has a lot, and he doesn't care about a poor man who has lost his memory.

"Wanwan, don't go so fast, wait for me!" He started to stride towards Yan Wanqing.

　Murphy's Law is too scary. After making a bold statement yesterday, my aunt came... Let me take it easy, it hurts too much
　　
　
(End of this chapter)