What sisters are deeply in love and what is for her sake are all lies. With such a face, but not going to Jiahai, and still staying in the country of Yun, who doesn't care about identity, who in this world doesn't want to have a distinguished identity, wants to be respected by others, and wants to be looked up by others .

"You said, you won't lie to me, but what about this mask? You have never been honest with me, so why should I be loyal to you!" With a cold smile, Cui Chun directly put the human skin mask in her hand. lost.

The dazzling eyes shone on Feng Qingge's eyelids, and it hurt a little. For a long time, he didn't show his true face, and even basking in the sun, he felt a little hot. Yes, she has never treated Cui Chun with her true face, so why should she ask her to be calm? Oh, it turns out that the people who believe the most will betray them?

Will they all betray themselves?

Why? Just because of her face? If so, she would rather not!

"Hahaha, Mu Cangyun, have you seen this scene, how good is this scene?" The gate of the palace suddenly opened, and all the guards who were hiding around rushed out, quickly surrounding Feng Qingge and Cui Chun. And Murong Chu, who was standing on the city wall, looked at Mu Cangyun who was hanging above, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even brighter.

With his hands on the city wall, he giggled and said, "Didn't you think that the woman you've worked so hard to find is not Luran, but Feng Qingge, who has always been by your side. "

Wind, soft song...

He saw the mask fall to the ground, but Mu Cangyun could only see her side, not her real face. When he saw Feng Qingge's injury, his heart also trembled slightly. Didn't she remind her long ago that Cui Chun is no longer the person she used to be, so why is she still so unreserved, exposing all her weaknesses.

The same face is useless, otherwise he will not leave it alone. The most important thing is the token. Feng Qingge, you, really?

"Cui Chun, you did a beautiful job. Now, kill this woman who ruined your family with your own hands!" Murong Chu sneered, looking at the two being surrounded, he said coldly, "Don't you want to avenge your family? Is it? Kill her, and everything will be repaid."

"Family?" Panting and breathing, Feng Qingge only felt a buzzing sound in her ears. She raised her head subconsciously and looked at the person in front of her. She didn't understand the meaning of Murong Chu's words. What is revenge for her family? Cui Chun's house, what happened? She still remembered that Li Biao and Wang Chunhua were taught by the little ruffian, but if that was the case, let Cuichun become like this. She didn't believe that Cuichun was such a careful person.

Zheng Zixu, who was hung on the city wall, also spit and said angrily: "Avenge your uncle, Cui Chun, you stupid girl, you have been used. Don't be fooled, that's your young lady! Save your sister and brother-in-law, please forgive them, little sister Tangyuan will never do anything against your family!"

"Absolutely not?" With a gloomy smile, Cui Chun stepped forward abruptly, the pupils of those eyes almost split open, and her skinny fingers pierced into Feng Qingge's shoulders, and laughed angrily: "Then tell me why you strangled Brother Wang Ming, he was the only male in the family, you broke the incense of the Wang family! I don't blame you, I really don't blame you, but why did you kill your sister who came to the capital? With my brother-in-law, I would rather be beaten up by them to vent my anger, and I don't need you to save me! They are all dead in the moat, all dead... Hahaha, you don't even spare the Wang family, even the elderly at home You and the baby were all slaughtered, tell me, what reason do I have to forgive you, Feng Qingge!"

All, massacred?

Why, even she didn't know herself, did these things?

It turned out that the people she believed in had never believed in her.

The corners of her mouth slowly raised upwards, Feng Qingge wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh, the cracked smile was even more ugly than crying. "I, I have never deceived you, I have always trusted you, what about you, Cui Chun?"

Do you have, have you trusted it?

Why is the trust between us so fragile? What are you afraid of? Has this rotten thought completely bound you? Even the people who bullied you, scolded you and beat you, were all right? No one has ever been humbled from the beginning. Only these so-called man-made rules divide the world of life into three, six, and nine levels. You are just a victim.

She slowly stretched out her hand and pulled out the dagger pierced into her abdomen. Feng Qingge casually discarded it, but the dagger behind her could not be taken off. Those hands pressed against her shoulders, it was really, really painful.

trust?

"If trust can be used as a meal, then I will trust you. Feng Qingge, do you have any explanation?" She released the person in front of her and Cui Chun stepped back. She didn't want to believe the facts, but there were In what way, the person in front of me, admitted it!

It's her, it's all her fault.

"I have nothing to explain. If you want to kill me, you can now." Standing up slowly, Feng Qingge covered her wound and looked at the bright red blood in her hand. This feeling is really uncomfortable. .

Hongzhe, was that the case back then? I told everything to the person I trusted the most, but I never thought that the entire army would be wiped out, and the final defeat would be on the person I trusted the most. Now, she can feel Hongzhe's helplessness at the beginning, and it's the same, being naked and naked in front of everyone.

"Kill you, that's for sure. But before that, I want to watch you even more, your family is ruined!" With the dagger in his hand, Cui Chun stood up straight and looked at the people on the city wall.

Murong Chu clapped her hands, raised her smile, dragged her cheek with one hand, and asked indifferently, "Feng Qingge, can I ask you a question, you said that Mu Cangyun fell from such a high place, and still Is he alive? Can you, from there, catch him before he falls?"

"You can try." Nodding slightly, Feng Qingge looked at the person opposite.

From here to there, there is at least a distance of 500 meters. Even if she runs over, it will take dozens of seconds. Mu Cangyun falls from above, but in just a few seconds, even if she flies over, it will be too late. ... fly over? The light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, and Feng Qingge couldn't help clenching her fists.

Can?

Murong Chu smiled coldly, took the bow and arrow directly from the guard's hands, aimed at the rope above and said with a smile, "Then try it!"

"I'll go, you aim a little, your uncle's..."

"Hey!" Zheng Zixu above shouted, but before he could finish speaking, the bow and arrow in Murong Chu's hand had already been shot, and the arrow shot directly off the rope above Zheng Zixu. The hanging figure trembled and moved directly downward. falling.

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