night enchanting

Chapter 56
Ten years ago, she said proudly: "My mother is the most beautiful person in the world! In the future, I will also become a woman like my mother, and find a husband who loves me, just like my father and mother. Live happily ever after!" However, nothing lasts forever, her happiness is so short-lived.When the disaster came without warning, she was so frightened and panicked.

That year, the mother looked at her with a gentle smile and said, "My Yan'er, you are all the pride of my mother!" Proud?Why did it become a tool for her revenge?So cruel, without hesitation.

That day, the cold wind blew through her bones, and she tried to warm her mother's ice-like heart. "Mother, you will always be Yan'er's favorite person, and also Yan'er's only mother." However, she looked at her coldly and remained unmoved.

At that moment, when she fell from heaven to hell in her life, her mother said to her father: "Leng Chi, you betrayed me, and I will make you regret it for the rest of your life! No matter what price you pay..." From then on, her miserable life, because of Her mother, kicked off.

Ten years, ten years, she has gone through hardships and experienced all the pain in her life.Being pushed off the cliff by her mother, from heartache to despair to desolation... Tortured by the devil, ten years of life is worse than death... The death of a friend who is regarded as a relative is the most unbearable way... Killing one's own child with one's own hands cannot be dispelled The eternal imprint of her... All of this is inseparable from... her mother.

Mother?Mother!
Haha... This is really ridiculous!Because of her mother, her life is like a ridiculous tragedy, which makes people laugh to despair...it is impossible not to be sad.

The parted lips trembled feebly, but there was no sound.The sword in her hand paused in the air, even with such a mother, she still couldn't stab any further.The originally light footsteps seemed to be firmly nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Anger, nostalgia, sadness, hatred, complaints... At this moment, all these expressions faded from her face, and nothing could be seen.All that was left was a bleak, bloodless paleness.There was nothing in my mind.

However, the moment she paused slightly, a sword went straight into her belly, and she... could only watch and feel, but was powerless to dodge.

The overwhelming pain washed over her numb heart.Looking down at the man's hand holding the sword, tears welled up in his eyes, dripping down, hit the sword, and splashed, it was the sound of the heart... breaking.

Is it these hands again?This pair of slender and beautiful hands, once again... with the most graceful posture, drove her into hell alive.

Once, isn't that enough?one more time...

Could it be that she was doomed to die at the hands of her own mother in her life?
Could it be that he was once too happy, so he was doomed to bear the pain of a lifetime.

Ten years ago, he survived by chance and lived a life that would be worse than death. Ten years later, he still cannot escape.Is it fate?But fate, why is Dudu so cruel to her?
Could it be that the meaning of her birth is to endure this endless pain?If so, then she would rather die than this day after day, endless torture.

The woman in red looked at her with desperate eyes and tears of sorrow, and felt the aura around her. It was no longer hatred or harshness, but an indescribable... sadness.Suddenly, I felt my heart was stabbed fiercely with a knife, the indescribable pain was so sharp.Her eyes were so familiar, as if they had been recalled in her mind for many years.Her tears were so sad, as if she had been severely hurt by the person she loved the most.

That sword, why did she stop suddenly?If she doesn't stop, maybe she will be the one who is about to fall at this moment.

Why was her eyes so shocked and unbelievable when she saw her face?Could it be that she doesn't know her?Then she can't keep her alive.

"No—" Leng Yixiao watched the sword piercing her body, unable to speak in horror.That kind of pain made him ten times more painful than a sharp sword piercing his body.A "no" word, but the export is so weak.

Yan'er...why?He clearly saw that she had the upper hand, why did he suddenly become like this?

Ignoring Wu Xie's sword, he immediately rushed up the cliff, but Wu Xie clung to him tightly, neither hurting him nor letting him go.He glared at him bitterly, wishing he could tear him to pieces.Swing the sword again, just to kill him, and then go to Yan'er's side.However, Wu Xie defended everything tightly, so he couldn't kill him, and he couldn't escape.He knew that Wu Xie's martial arts were better than him, but he didn't understand, he was obviously hostile, why did this person give in to him in every possible way, only deliberately blocking him?

"Rumo—"

"Palace Master—" Yi Yu, Wanli Luanyun and other people in the Demon Palace screamed in alarm, but these screams were completely covered by another shrill and desperate voice that shook the sky.

"No !!! Mo Er ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Who is it that roars furiously, screams to the sky, and shakes the soul?Ru Mo turned his eyes slightly, the panic appeared in the indifferent eyes of the man in black under the silver light mask, as if his world would collapse because of her departure, so painful, so unbearable.With a bitter smile, she knew it was him—Nangong Ye.

In order not to let her recognize it, it was a silver light mask and a human skin mask, no matter how delicate the mask was, even if he tried his best not to look at her, he tried his best to hide his emotions in front of her, and treated him with indifference. However, no matter how he changed his breath, he still couldn't hide the familiar feeling his back gave her.It is a kind of latent consciousness, an indescribable familiarity, and a natural induction of the former lover.

And he, such a strong man, actually for her, learned to give in, became humble, chose to endure, knew how to give, and finally... did not ask for anything in return.

Why bother?He is such a high-ranking prince with power over the government and the country's God of War. He is originally a man under one man and above ten thousand people. He fights on the battlefield and is admired by thousands of people.Why bother to get caught up in meaningless rivers and lakes disputes, turn into a demon, and put your own life at risk for her!Why bother...

Seeing the blood demon galloping towards him, the red-clothed woman was startled slightly by the blazing anger and grief in her eyes, and immediately regained her senses.If they were all the same way, then this woman would have to die even more.A ruthless sharp light flashed across his eyes, and when he turned his hand back, the long sword was pulled out, and blood poured out.Immediately, without hesitation, he slapped the woman on the chest, and immediately, the woman in black flew straight to the cliff behind her like a dead branch.

"Ah!! No! Mo'er—" The man in black rushed towards the edge of the cliff where the woman fell at the fastest and craziest speed, but no matter how fast he was, he was still a step behind, and the outstretched hand , not even a piece of her clothes.He just watched her... fall off the cliff.

Why?Why... In vain, he possesses monstrous power, thinking that there is nothing in this world that he cannot do.In vain he boasted that his martial arts were unrivaled, but he was powerless to do anything related to her.If he can't save her, then what's the use of him wanting such overwhelming power and unrivaled martial arts?

"Mo'er...wait for me..." Without any hesitation, she jumped down decisively and followed the figure of the beloved woman.

"Mo'er, I'm here..." He came with her just for company.

She is dead, what is the meaning of his life?Revenge?No, she is gone, so what if she takes revenge?If he could destroy the world and get her back, then he would destroy the world. If he couldn't call her back, then he would rather choose to accompany her, go to the poor and fall to the underworld, so that she would not be lonely.

Rumo looked at the man who jumped off the cliff with her, and couldn't stop crying.

He would die for her!She still remembered the night when the gifted men and beautiful ladies met, he disdained the pair of lovers who died in love so much, at that moment, he could have imagined that one day, he would choose to die for a woman without hesitation.

Seeing his arm stretched out to her with all his might, and the anxious expression of not being able to touch her, she smiled at him with sincerity that she had never felt before.

Nangong Ye looked at that smile, but felt heartache.

"Mo'er, wait for me..." He mobilized his internal energy to speed up his descent, but found that it was useless.He struggled, stretching his arms again and again, but he couldn't touch her no matter what.

God... let him be fulfilled, he just wants to hug her before he dies, and let her lie in his arms, so that the death won't be too painful.Hug her so that she can feel his warmth even in the underworld.It's just such a small request for him, so...is it so difficult to fulfill?

Mo'er, wait for him, soon, he is about to catch up.

Just a little bit... just a little bit...

The moment he finally grabbed her clothes, his tears fell on her face, it was so hot, so hot... This was the second time she felt his tears, the first time, because of their child who died before they were born. child.This time, cry for her.

He took her arm and hugged her tightly. "Mo'er, Mo'er...with me by your side, you don't have to be afraid, and you won't be alone."

His embrace is so warm... so warm.

She cried and laughed, bitter and happy.He murmured, "Ye, you... are so stupid."

He also smiled, his handsome face after removing all the masks, with a bright smile, happy and satisfied. "Being able to die with you in my arms is the greatest happiness in my life."

Between life and death, all grievances are no longer important. At this moment, she knows that he loves her, and she loves him too.The two hugging each other, during the rapid fall, temporarily put aside everything and warmed each other.

"Yan'er——" Leng Yixiao, who was entangled by Wu Xie, cried out in horror when she saw her falling off the cliff, and stopped all movements. Wu Xie didn't expect him to stop suddenly, and it was too late to take back the sword in his hand , quickly turned around, and slapped him with the other hand, forcing him to retreat.Although the palm was not heavy, it hit his chest firmly.Because Leng Yixiao was distracted and unable to resist, she immediately staggered and took a few steps back, but she still couldn't stabilize herself and fell to the ground.The sound of Yan'er was always submerged in this palm and could not be uttered again.The whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and there was no response for a long time.

"Rumo—"

"Palace Master—"

There were so many screams, but she could no longer hear them.In her ears, there was only the whistling sound from the bottom of the cliff, and in her eyes, there was only his tenderness, his determination to follow life and death.

(End of this chapter)