Chapter 1280： enough!

Then, Xu Zhihan turned into Mu Qiu again: "Speaking of what childhood sweethearts, it's useless when something happens, and I'm also involved. Knowing you is really bad for eight lifetimes!" Later, Mu Qiu became again. The parents over there are constantly lamenting that they have been pretending to be well-behaved at home, which has won the hearts of adults. In fact, they are hypocritical. They are double-faced people. They regret that they should not adopt themselves at the beginning... Then they saw many people who once seemed to be kind. She ridiculed herself non-stop. Jun Riyue only felt that his head became more and more chaotic, and his heart became more and more sorrowful. She couldn't help holding her head with her hands and shouting: "Enough! Enough! No more...I don't want anything... Mom and Dad won't treat me like this. That...no! Woo...Mom...Dad..."

"Why? I dare not look at it? This is your relatives and friends! On the surface they like you very much, but they have always suspected you, hated you, what a hypocritical person! In fact, they are all wearing masks: this is Exemplary parents... childhood sweetheart... amiable teacher... the high emperor..." The woman returned to Jun Riyue's sight again, and while she was talking, she turned the faces of real people into masks and kept throwing them at Jun Riyue. "Haha Ha ha... By the way, there is one more, look at who this is? Yes, it is your mask? Ha ha ha..." He laughed wildly and threw the last mask at Jun Riyue.

Jun Riyue dodged while crying, murmured: "No, those are fakes, you used them to deceive me, they are fakes! They are fakes! It's you..."

"Ha ha ha... ha ha ha... Obviously unwilling, but has been patient, obviously angry, but has been suppressed, obviously scared, but has been reluctantly strong... Why? Why do you have to live so uselessly! You are very angry and angry at all I want to destroy those hypocritical people one by one! Why don’t you dare to admit and show your true heart? Hold me, hold me quickly, I will give you everything, destroy everything that makes you unhappy, hold Stay with me!" The woman tempted softly and gradually approached.

"Holding? What? You? Who are you?" Jun Riyue asked in a low voice as the confused thoughts gradually became clear. I saw that the woman didn't speak, she just watched as she laughed all the time, and gradually turned into a sword emitting purple light, with a familiar purple pattern on Jian Jian's body. Looking at it, Jun Riyue suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in her heart, and a flow of heat flowed to the bottom of her heart, as if a family member whom she had not seen for many years could not help but stretch out her right hand to touch it, only to see that the sword was getting away from her. Near, getting closer... Finally I touched it. Suddenly, there was a sudden burst of light, thunder rang four times, and Jun Riyue instinctively closed his eyes when he felt that everything was calm before opening his eyes slowly. But nothing seemed to happen. In the entire Xiaomeng Palace, I was still lying on the ground alone. There were no women in red and there were no swords glowing with purple light. It was another dream to want to come.

In the early morning of late autumn, there was a hint of coolness, and the day was faintly bright. A carriage drove out of the Chongyang Gate of the Thousand Saint Palace, and it slowly left with Fei Fei drizzling. Compared with the towering Thousand Saint Palace behind the car, it is in the folk market. The carriage, which may be regarded as luxurious, looked unspeakably bleak.

Lifting the white curtain, Jun Riyue quietly looked at the capital city of Hojing. There were no bustling crowds, no endless streams of carriages and horses, and a few people walked through Xi's faint morning light and drizzle, accompanied by the autumn breeze and the faintly falling leaves, early in the morning. Ho Kyung has not woken up yet.