Cute girl Shura

Chapter 32 Departure ([-])

The night is deep and cool, and the crescent moon is burning brightly.

She stretched out her slender arms, holding the crescent knife in her hand, and cut at the white and tender flesh, drawing a bright red bloodstain.

He stood by his side, feeling pain in his heart.

When the moonlight was dyed blood red, it shone obliquely on the portal, forming a beautiful artistic conception, and opened the portal of nothingness.She turned her head and met his eyes, the ends of her hair caressed her forehead with the evening wind, her winking eyes were like silk, and her affection was hard to hide.

He opened his lips and teeth several times, but couldn't express what he wanted to say.

Finally, with regret, he jumped into the portal.Mu Zishen, who was under the portal, was holding the Crescent Moon Knife, and the fresh blood dripped from the knife handle into his bones and blood, emitting a strong light.

The corner of his mouth suddenly turned up with a smile, which was meaningful...

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Du Yao's first reaction when she returned to the human world was, "Can I laugh? I can laugh! Hahaha..."

Among the flowers, the stream still flows, and the mountain stream does not change its arrogance.

The unformed elves all looked at this woman who was smiling like a fool just after she came out of the elven kingdom with contempt, and couldn't tell her true face from the fake.

"What a strange child." The tree spirit looked down at her and sighed.

Du Yao regained her composure, and when she saw the environment she was in, she immediately stopped her voice, lowered her face and glanced around at the elves who didn't want to see her before, and then said slightly: "In any case, I still want to thank you for letting me I entered the kingdom of elves."

Even if she couldn't bring out King Shen, at least she regained her original beauty on the last day in the Elven Kingdom.

"We didn't do you any favors, don't be sentimental." Cao Ling said coldly.

"I will never come again next time, thank you!" Thanking is the most basic courtesy of human beings, no matter what, she still has to learn this.

Amidst the complaints from the elves, she left here with cheerful steps.

After walking not far, she turned her head and looked there. The mountain stream, tree spirits, grass spirits, and everything in the elf country were about to be buried deep in her heart, and she would never touch this pain again.

Because, from today on, she will face all difficulties with a smile, put all unhappy experiences behind her, and be a true self.

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Passing through the bustling bazaar, shouts from various shops resounded through the end of the street. The fragrant steamed stuffed bun shop and the dazzling array of jewelry stalls all maintained the same appearance as when she left.The only difference is that she saw the black death marks rising in vain on them.

It was left by Mo Qinmo!It was all she could think of.

All the people are shrouded in a dark miasma, walking in the streets and alleys, they don't know when they will negotiate with the god of death, they still have their own ideas, and passers-by are also in a hurry.

In just over ten days, what exactly happened that caused the people she could see on the entire street to be on the brink of death, but they themselves didn't realize it.

Palace!I don't know what's going on with An Cong and Xiang'er, now we need to find them as soon as possible and ask what happened here!
She looked sideways, and the animals in the stables looked very docile at this moment, it was a good opportunity to strike!

Leaping lightly, she landed on the horse's back, and before the groom could react, she had already galloped out...

"Hey, hello! That's my horse!" The angry and helpless voice of the groom behind her gradually disappeared in her ears.

It took less than half an hour to go from downtown to the palace.From a distance, the gate of the palace was tightly sealed, and there were two strangely shaped talisman papers pasted on it.

Not caring so much, she stepped directly on the horseback, leaped, and jumped into the wall that was two people high.

"Uncle An! Xiang'er!" She ran all the way to Bieyuan, and shouted at the top of her voice.

There was not even a single person in the entire palace, withered and yellow leaves fell side by side on the cobblestone road, and the furnishings in the gazebo were covered with a thick layer of dust. The scene was very desolate and deserted.

It's just that after leaving for dozens of days, earth-shaking changes have taken place here, and Du Yao's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and she quickly ran into the other garden.

"Xiang'er!" She yelled and opened the door, and what she saw was not the appearance she had expected, but the mess and the corner of the table where insects and ants were prevalent.

The long-dried blood dripped on the table and the ground, all of which shocked her.

"Uncle An! Where are you?! Xiang'er?!" She endured the soreness in her heart and called their names over and over again.

She pushed into the courtyard and other wing rooms one by one, and the sight she could see was still strikingly depressed.

"Come out!" She returned to the room she lived in, and walked towards the blood-stained desk and chair again, "Who can tell me what happened and why everything changed?"

When she stroked the pool of congealed blood with trembling hands, the sore eyes could no longer see the reality clearly, and the unstoppable tears poured out...

"Mo Momo, come out! Come out!" She knew that the only one who could tell her the answer was him, the god of death.

He is the only one who can drag human beings to death and restore the truth with bloodstains!
She rushed to the courtyard and slapped the potted plants on the ground. The soil inside was instantly like a goddess scattering flowers, and their sorrow could be seen in the air.

One, two, three... No matter how many potted plants she knocked into the air, they still couldn't relieve the regret and doubt in her heart.If she hadn't gone to the Elf Kingdom, maybe she could have prevented the tragedy that would happen to people. If she hadn't insisted on not taking the two of them to go together, then what she saw at this moment would not be just the puddle of dried blood ...

She was too persistent, it was her willfulness that caused all this...

"What's the use of getting angry at them, it's impossible to go back in time to the moment you made your decision."

In the messy garden, Mo Quin finally restored the potted plants to their original state.

She looked back, her waist-length hair scattered on both sides, and with the evening wind blowing out a different face, she pointed at him with a slightly trembling outstretched hand, and asked, "Why? Why did you do that?"

"I'm just fulfilling my obligations and doing my own job. Yao'er, the people here have nothing to do with you. They will eventually face the day of death." Mo Mo walked towards her, held her finger, He said softly, "You don't need to take them so seriously more than my duty."

She withdrew her hand and sneered.

Mo Qinmo froze in place after seeing her smile, although it was like a flash in the pan, although it was cold, but this was the first time he saw her truly smiling... "Yao'er?"

"It's your responsibility, and I won't pursue it. But why do they die, you can always tell me?" She raised her head, and the determination in her eyes was bound to get to the bottom of it, which made him shudder.

He nodded, and said helplessly: "Although it is God's will, there is a reason for the incident. If the national teacher hadn't sucked out people's souls, I wouldn't be here today and I'm so busy. That An Cong and Xiang'er are indeed dead. Yes, I have arranged their souls among the next group of reincarnators, although it is more standard, but I tried my best to help you with the aftermath."

(End of this chapter)