After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1070

The atmosphere is stagnant, and it's about to explode!
"Young Master." Seeing her strange expression, Chong Yun reminded him from the side.

Her hand suddenly loosened.

She got on her horse and looked down at him, "Your Majesty, I will go to Yanjing Dynasty to pick you up."

He can't die now, otherwise, it will cause war for the two countries.

She wanted him to end his life without dignity in the sound of swearing.

"Chongyun, take him back."

Chongyun nodded, "My lord, the emperor asked his subordinates to ask you a question, but are you still blaming him?"

"Strange!" He spit out a syllable crisply, and he turned his horse's head and gradually disappeared into the night.

She was worried that the man was alone in the suburbs.

The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, but she seemed to be unaware, and started crying as she ran.

Along the way, she really endured very hard and suffered.

But she had to bear it, she had to endure it, because she didn't want that man to die in vain.

Because he wanted to lead Gu Lianjue into a trap with his own hands, making his life worse than death.

She planned it carefully, and thought that she would be able to get along with that man from now on, but she didn't want to...

She won, but lost him.

Everyone who came into the world crying brought endless joy to their loved ones, and everyone who left the world with a smile brought eternal sorrow to their loved ones.

She really wanted to ask, is it true that a person has a book of life since birth, which is as eye-catching as the book of life and death in the netherworld.

And people have to follow the content in the pages of the book and perform it word for word before giving up?

If this is the case, then there is really no need to go to life. You must know that cause and effect are determined, gains and losses... follow the fate...

……

Yin Jiuqing was standing on the hillside, the blood there was still there, it seemed that it had been lingering between the nostrils and never dissipated.

But the man's body was no longer there, only a dagger was left on the ground.

She bent down and picked it up stiffly. -
The Qingming dagger exudes a faint brilliance under the moonlight, and the coagulated blood on it has also dried up. This is a magic weapon that is rarely seen in time.

If you don't wipe off the blood, the blood will be swallowed by the sword body, and slowly, it will return to the cold light of the past.

She stood alone for a long time, and suddenly laughed, smiling, and the tears finally burst.

It really hurts, it's really uncomfortable, the pain seems to go deep into the heart.

That night, he smiled like a flash in the pan, and said softly: "Old Jiu, you have grown up. In fact, you have never needed my protection."

At that time, she didn't know that it was his last farewell. She thought that when she woke up, she could still see him, dressed in a green shirt, with an overwhelming demeanor and cold eyes.

But no, the man who protected her for the rest of her life when she was still pale is really gone.

She closed her eyes, tears blurred her entire face, and in a trance, she seemed to hear the priest's prophecy ringing clearly in her ears.

'You and her will be separated forever, and there will never be a day of reunion, and you will surely die by her sword. '

……

From that day on, all the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty knew that Gu Qingyu had brought his bodyguards for a private visit, and it would take some time before he could return.

Yin Jiuqing guarded for a long time, but she couldn't find his body, nor could she find Wei Chu and Wei Li.

There are only palace people in the huge East Palace, and there is no life, it is so heartbreaking.

Yin Jiuqing became more resolute and braver every day. She rode a horse and practiced swords, read and wrote, with a smile on her face. She seemed to be the same as usual except that she was busy.

(End of this chapter)