Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 77
In the empty sky, Nangong Yue's neighing sound hovered...

Somewhat at a loss, she stretched out her hand, touching the wound on Xiaoyuan's back bit by bit...

At this moment, Xiaoyuan's back, like a hedgehog, was pierced one place after another by long arrows...

The blood on his body is still flowing...

Mouth... eyes... nose... full of blood...

Thousands of arrows piercing the heart...

"Xiao Yuan..."

Nangong Yue's throat was hurt from crying, she called Xiao Yuan in her arms over and over again with a hoarse voice...

But at this moment, this self-improvement child can no longer have any words...

"Xiaoyuan...why are you so stupid..."

Nangong Yue didn't dare to stretch out her hands, but she didn't dare to take them back, because at this moment, wherever her hands touched, there was that patch of blood red...

That's Xiaoyuan's blood...

That was the blood that flowed from Xiaoyuan's body...

"Sister...sister...no, don't...difficult...sad..." In the confusion, this idiot stretched out his hand to Nangong Yue with difficulty. His seven orifices were bleeding, but he smiled. Watching Nangong Yue raise the corner of her mouth...

I don't know if it's tears or blood, but it trickled down the corner of his eyes bit by bit, and then fell into Nangong Yue's hands bit by bit...

It's all unforgettable...

"Xiaoyuan...you don't talk... my sister will take you to bandage the wound, so that you won't hurt, so that you can get better soon..." Nangong Yue muttered to herself, she bit by bit Desperately wanting to hug Xiao Yuan from the blood-stained place.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan is frowning with difficulty, he wants to shake his head, but he has no strength.

His mouth was also opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something...

But because of the rapid loss of life, I no longer have the strength to speak...

His eyes were wide open, and his hands that were callused from driving horses for many years were also struggling to grab Nangong Yue's clothes...

"Xiaoyuan...what are you going to say..." Nangong Yue came back to her senses, she just stood there in a state of embarrassment, looking at those innocent eyes, she seemed to have a thousand words to say to her... …

"Sister...sister...I...I'm so happy...because, because I proved to...sister...sister...I'm...a man..." Zihan...

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Yue suddenly felt Xiao Yuan's body tremble in her arms, and when she realized it, those big eyes had slowly closed...

The hand he was holding onto Nangong Yue also slipped down quietly at this moment...

After waiting for a while, there was no more words or breath...

"Xiao Yuan..."

"...Xiao Yuan..."

"Xiao Yuan!!!..."

Nangong Yue began to call Xiao Yuan's name at a loss, but later on, when the calls failed, her voice was filled with a heart-piercing breath...

"Ah——!!! Xiao Yuan—"

A sound of extremely sad neighing was hovering in this long valley...

Her clear eyes were suddenly bloodshot...

Three thousand flowers fluttering in the wind...

At this moment, Nangong Yue is like a puppet who has lost her soul, lost her initial agility, and lost her later composure...

Some are just sad...

icy...

And despair...

No one can know that this little child once touched the position in her heart...

When we first met, this Xiaoyuan said to her: "Sister, what are you doing?"

It was also this sentence that once bloomed in her loneliest heart...

Nangong Yue is still thinking, if she returns to that riverside, will she still be able to see Xiaoyuan's purest and most confused eyes...

But everything can't go back...

Later, in the haystack in Maying, he asked her to hand a bowl of hot dumplings to her hand, and he said, "Sister, eat it while it's hot. I left dumplings for my sister yesterday, but Uncle Su and I waited for her." I waited for a day but didn’t find anyone. It was also this afternoon when I saw the general screw my sister over and gave an order not to let us approach here. There was no way. When Uncle Su looked at no one, let me I brought the dumplings to my sister, and my sister hasten to eat them, Uncle Su made them this afternoon, the weather is hot, yesterday's ones were all broken."

Xiaoyuan didn't know either, but the matter of a bowl of dumplings once again moved Nangong Yue piece by piece...

She once thought that she would treat Xiao Yuan as her own younger brother, and when she returned to Shangjing, she would not only give him the best, but also make him the hero he wanted to be...

But all of this is a slip of the tongue...

Just half an hour ago, Xiao Yuan was still holding her hand, passing through the crowd, trying to take her away...

But half an hour later, Xiao Yuan at this moment has already collapsed in a pool of blood, and he no longer has the lively face when we first met, and the caring face later, let alone the face he often treated her later. With a serious face, he said that he wanted to protect her...

As for Xiaoyuan's promise to her, he fulfilled it...

With his small and thin body, he blocked thousands of arrows from piercing her heart, and paved the way for her to live, but he himself could only dedicate his soul to this cliff forever, and sacrificed his soul to this cliff. lost her...

The more she thought about it, the more grief Nangong Yuemei felt in her heart...

Her eyes were filled with tears, but she no longer had the strength to cry...

She just opened her mouth, wanting to call Xiao Yuan's name...

However, every time the word Jiang Ningyuan reached her throat, it was stuck in her throat like a sharp thorn, causing her to feel pain beyond words...

Her eyes were empty like that, wiping the blood on Xiao Yuan's face bit by bit...

She wanted to clean up his original face on his face, and then let him continue to smile and say to her: "Sister! I want to protect you, and I will never let the general bully you in the future!"

But now Mo Qitian bullied her, he not only pointed the arrow at her, but also made Xiaoyuan die in her arms...

"Xiaoyuan...you get up...you go pick up the long sword to protect me, okay...you go and kill Mo Qitian, okay..." She muttered with empty eyes, she kept shaking her little Yuan's body, trying to shake him awake...

"Xiaoyuan...why don't you wake up...don't sleep...we're leaving...really going..."

"Get up quickly...Uncle Su is still waiting for you...waiting for you to go back..."

"Xiao Yuan——!!!"

Nangong Yue murmured over and over again, until finally the cry turned into a cry, another heart-piercing roar...

"Yueer..."

When Yun Kuang arrived, he had already seen the scene in front of him. On the edge of the empty cliff, Nangong Yue was hugging a young man who was out of breath, crying heartbreakingly...

Zhao Yunkuang walked forward with heartache, he stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears on Nangong Yue's face, but at this moment, she seemed to have lost her soul, crying and shouting non-stop, never again The agility, and the radiance of that face...

"Yue'er, don't cry, he's already gone..." Yun Kuang hugged Nangong Yue into his arms with a heartbroken heart, deep into his bones...

He originally thought that letting go, Mo Qitian would bring her joy and happiness, but he never thought, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Qitian sent her into Ling Chi's heart-piercing pain...

"He didn't leave...he still wants to take me away...he said he wanted to protect me..." Nangong Yue muttered to herself, the tears that had piled up like a river before now began to burst like a mountain torrent... …

"He's gone!" The more Nangong Yue looked like this, the more Zhao Yunkuang's heart ached...

"He didn't leave!!!" Nangong Yue hugged Xiao Yuan's body desperately, and pushed Zhao Yunkuang far away: "It's all your men! If it weren't for your competitive spirit, you wouldn't know how to fight ! Xiao Yuan will not die either!!!"

Nangong Yue's words were like a thunderstorm, making Yun Kuang's face ashen, and he didn't have any words.

"It's my fault..." He trembled, and continued to walk towards Nangong Yue: "But can you stop torturing yourself like this?"

"Torture yourself?" Nangong Yue turned her head: "I'm not torturing myself, I'm seeing the reality... That's right... You are not wrong, it's all my fault... If I don't show up, Xiao Yuan I will not be implicated, all of this is caused by me! I should pay it back!!!”

Yun Kuang was stunned by these words in an instant, his eyes were full of horror and bewilderment: "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing..." Nangong Yue laughed mockingly, she just slowly picked up Xiao Yuan from the ground, and then walked towards the bottom of the mountain as if precariously...

"It was Mo Qitian who killed Xiaoyuan, and I also killed him indirectly..." She stood in the icy wind, crumbling...

The strong wind on the cliff blew up her blood-stained dress, and the proud white dress before had turned into a striking red at this moment...

She was standing on the edge of the cliff, and the soldiers who had shot arrows at it before had turned their gazes to the direction of the cliff.

Also at this moment, Mo Qitian's heart trembled when he saw the blood red on the cliff...

At this moment, Mo Tong passed through a thousand panics, and the red BMW, which was calm and composed before, also began to walk back and forth restlessly at this moment...

"Yue'er...Yue'er!!!..." Seeing the blood red on the cliff, Mo Qitian called Nangong Yue's name loudly...

"Yue'er?" Nangong Yue felt it was ridiculous: "Mo Qitian, the moment you pointed your bow and arrow at me, Yue'er was already dead, and Xiao Yuan was also dead...all of this was caused by you!"

At this moment, the army finally fell silent, and Nangong Yue's voice was so clear.

That cold voice was also hovering in the valley, hovering in Mo Qitian's heart, his heart ached...

(End of this chapter)