Broken mountains and rivers: Sushou restores the universe

Chapter 425

It was already late at night, and candles were lit in the main room in the backyard of the Xiao residence, which had been extinguished for a long time. Xiao Muying was sitting alone at a round table in the house, and was wiping the Flowing Spring Sword carefully with a cloth soaked in clean water. blood on.

It was winter, and the stove in the room was burning weakly, but it didn't emit much warmth. Xiao Muying had no choice but to put a thick cloak on her shoulders, barely resisting the cold that filled the room.

The flickering candlelight shone into her lowered eyes, and under the cover of her slender eyelashes, one could vaguely see a slight look of disgust in her eyes.

This was the first time in her life that she had killed someone, and she knew clearly that this was just the beginning, and it couldn't be the last.

No matter how unwilling she is to kill, from now on her life will never be without the company of blood, and the smell of blood will fill her body until she is completely soaked in blood, turning into a vengeful demon, a life-threatening evil spirits.

The little girl who was once bright and sunny will also be drowned in blood and disappear forever in this world...

Finally, Xiao Muying wiped off all the blood on the Flowing Spring Sword, put it into the sheath, and hung it on the wall.

Then she went back to the table and sat down, looking down at the two letters and a red bean hosta on the table. After a long silence, she hesitated and stretched out her hand, moving her hand a few times between the envelope and the hosta, and finally moved. Pausing on the jade hairpin for a while, he took the jade hairpin in his hand.

It was a jade-colored hairpin, with more than a dozen red beans made of red jade inlaid on the hairpin head, faintly forming the shape of a flower.

Even Xiao Muying has never studied women's accessories, she can see that the craftsmanship of this jade hairpin is really not high-quality, and the appearance is the most common style. Even if the material is good, it will not sell well if it is sold outside. Price.

However, hard work can be seen everywhere in the whole body.

Xiao Muying looked down at the jade hairpin with complicated eyes like this, and gently stroked the red beans on the head of the hairpin with her slender fingertips. She could almost imagine that elegant man sitting at the table late at night with a lamp on, earnestly How to make a hosta——

It must be completely different from the appearance when he conquered cities and pointed out the country with a gentle smile.

After a long time, Xiao Muying gently put the jade hairpin on the table, moved her hand to the two letters hesitantly, and finally picked up the letter with the words "Xiao Muying's personal letter" written on the envelope.

She opened the envelope, poured out a piece of letter paper from the inside and opened it, only to see that there was only a poem written on it in beautiful handwriting, saying: "Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring. May you pick more , this thing loves me the most."

It's just these four lines of poetry, but Xiao Muying's eyelashes quivered slightly after reading it like this, her rosy lips pursed slightly, and after a while, she parted her lips again and let out a sigh.

She stared blankly at the poem on the letter, her eyes gradually lost focus.Just now what Jiang Chen said rang in her ears again, making her have to believe that Shen Muyu was sincere to her.

But what about herself?Is it hatred or love for Shen Muyu?

She couldn't tell.

In this quiet room, Xiao Muying stared at the four-line poem on the letter silently. After a long time, her wandering thoughts still returned to the distant past, thinking of the heavy weight on her shoulders, which made her almost gasp An inexhaustible hatred.

Originally, she didn't need to be accompanied by hatred. She was tortured by deep hatred day and night, and her temperament became darker day by day.Originally, she didn't have to kill people with her hands, she didn't have to use schemes to harm people, and she didn't have to stain her hands with blood!

And all of this is thanks to Shen Muyu!
When Xiao Muying's eyes became colder and colder, she suddenly crumpled up the letter paper in her hand and threw it aside bitterly.

She didn't even read the letter from Geng Yiyang on the table, she blew out the candle with a cold face, took off her cloak and coat and put them on the chair, kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed, but tossed and turned for a long time Difficulty sleeping.

(End of this chapter)