Duan Heng's eyes were glistening with tears.

He raised his sleeve and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

It is said that men don't play lightly when they have tears, but they don't feel sad.

Now Duan Heng is so sad that he can't control his tears.

His hoarse voice choked: "master, take care..."

Duan Heng, with his sword and sword, suddenly turns around. Without turning his head back, he turns on his horse and raises his whip. The horse raises its hooves and roars away.

Nangong Qing stood there, looking at Duan Heng's disappearing figure.

He whispered: "Duan Heng, you must come back safely..."

-

in recent days, the relationship between nangongqing and Cheng Miaoyin seems to have reached unprecedented harmony.

Cheng Miaoyin is free to go in and out of the two darkrooms. In the daytime, she accompanies Niuniu -

at night, she coaxes Niuniu to sleep, then goes to the next darkroom, cleans up and lies on the bed, waiting for nangongqing's return.

These days and nights, she sleeps with nangongqing. She seems to get the happy days that she has been longing for.

Cheng Miaoyin thinks that such a day can last longer and longer.

But the reality of the cold, let her once again taste what is pain through the heart.

Late at night, she did not see nangongqing return.

She put on her cloak and went out of the dark room.

Just walking around a corner, she saw nangongqing walking towards her.

There was a glimmer of joy in her eyes.

"You're back at last?"

"You've been waiting for me?" Nangongqing asked with a smile.

Cheng Miaoyin can't help biting the lip, some shy bow silence.

Nangongqing came forward, took her palm, and took her to the dark room.

Who knows, when they pass a dark road, they suddenly rush out several shadows.

Nangongqing is surprised. Subconsciously, he pushes Cheng Miaoyin in front of him.

Cheng Miaoyin's eyes are full of fear. The next moment, a cold light of the sword flashed in front of her eyes. It was a dark sound. It was the sound of the sword piercing into the flesh.

Cheng Miaoyin felt that his mind was blank.

She opened her eyes in horror, looked down at the bright machete and inserted it into her stomach.

In an instant, the dazzling blood ran out.

Nangongqing's eyes suddenly sank.

The next moment, a little regret flashed through his eyes.

The palm of his hand trembled. Those people in black, don't give him the chance to react, pull out the knife that stabs Cheng Miaoyin's belly and stab nangongqing again.

Cheng Miaoyin's body is on the ground.

The bright blood, quickly around her, flowing into a river of blood.

Nangongqing's eyes are full of confusion. He whispers to Cheng Miaoyin: "ayin..."

There was no voice to answer him. His heart sank completely.

He dodged the attack of the men in black, and roared hysterically.

"Come on Come and catch the assassin... "

The next moment, someone heard the news and ran over.

They quickly surrounded nangongqing and protected him. Those people in black couldn't get close to nangongqing any more.

Nangong Qing pouts and kneels beside Cheng Miaoyin.

Shaking his hands, he took the bloody man into his arms.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to That action is just my subconscious behavior that I can't control... "