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In the deserted rain, the Snow Wind Inn seemed quiet. Outside the inn, the soldiers were surrounded. Lu Shaoheng had taken over the interior of the inn. The people who didn't dare interfere had no choice but to stay far away.

Two figures walked out of the rain. The soldiers opened up a path, and the two entered the inn.

After the wooden door was closed, no one knew what would happen inside …

The black-robed man loosened his long hair, his clothes slightly parted. He sat casually, but his appearance was noble and elegant. His expression was indifferent, holding the wine in his hand. He absent-mindedly stared at the glass in his hand, and then shook it a little, moving it close to his lips and taking a sip.

The tail of the coat flanked the corridor, and the closed door opened and closed. A red silhouette stood in front of the man, silently watching him drink.

Only when the table full of porcelain was thrown down by the man who had stood up did it break into pieces.

Kui Xue didn't have any intention to counterattack. She was pulled over by Lu Shaoheng, and roughly fell onto the table. Lu Shaoheng tore off her clothes and kissed her wet lips, but she didn't resist.

Lu Shaoheng stopped and looked at her with a frown. "Why aren't you resisting?"

"If I resist, will you stop?" The ice-cold words from Coral Snow were the same as her emotionless face, making people lose all desire.

Lu Shaoheng released her and stood with his hands behind his back. His brows didn't relax at all as he said, "You hate me for killing Xie Zimo, right?"

"Why ask when you already know the answer?"

"Fifty kilometers of fragrant snow! Don't go too far. Don't forget, you're the one who bore me first! " Lu Shaoheng suddenly turned around, dragging a hundred miles of fragrant snow with a face full of anger. Even though she was angry, she was helpless against those indifferent and indifferent gazes.

"So what?" "What happened?" Baili Xiang Xue laughed, replying with a question.

"What's wrong with me? This world is mine, and whatever it is, I can't give it to you! " Lu Shaoheng was furious.

"You can't give me that. It's freedom, you can't give me that." As she spoke, the person in front of her shivered. She could not help but let go of her hand and took a few steps back.

"Your love is bondage, imposition, deprivation, but you do not love me, you love yourself. You love me only because you have never had my heart, so you think you love me. " Baili Xiang Xue continued speaking, tidying her clothes, and sighing.

"Then tell me why it hurts to see you. I wish I could erase all my unpleasant memories and start over with you. I indulge you over and over again, again and again stepping on the bottom line to love you. Tell me, if this is not love, what is it? " Lu Shaoheng leaned against the wall, heavily hammering the wooden beam beside him. His eyes were red and he looked like an angry beast. He seemed as if he would pounce at any moment and tear the prey in front of him into shreds.

Yes, prey. He had hunted her from the beginning. He enjoyed the feeling of being so close but so far away, until, when the prey had left him, he felt that he had lost not only the prey but his heart, his whole feeling.

"You always thought that what you thought was right was right, but you didn't see anything. Duan Ling Tian, you're actually the most merciless person here. "

"That's right, I'm cruel. Whether it's to Xie Zimo, Liuchuan, or you, I'm cruel. I am timid, I am weak, I have never dared to face your feelings. So I came today, and I came to end it all. " The fragrant snow of a hundred li smiled sweetly, like the flower of the mandala, gradually withered in the wind.

Without any warning, Baili Xueyi pulled out the jade hairpin and cut a bloody wound on her face. The blood ran down her face, congealing and dripping from her chin.

"What are you doing!" Lu Shaoheng snapped. He wanted to reach out his hand to stop her, but she backed off, holding the blood-stained jade hairpin and continuing to stroke his face.

His sarcastic smile was mixed with tears, and he couldn't tell if it was because of the pain or the sadness.

"Don't come over! Don't you guys like this face? Now that I've destroyed it, you guys don't have to fight over it anymore. "Haha …" Baili Xiang Xue giggled infatuatedly.

"You're crazy! Stop right there! " Separated by the tea table, Lu Shaoheng's terrified and sullen voice was mixed with a hundred miles of laughter.

"That's right. I'm insane, I'm a madman. Haha …" Kui Xue laughed, her blood-colored, blurry face turned malevolent because of her smile. A fishy sweet smell permeated the air, blurring that face, only that pair of limpid eyes were still captivating.

Outside the door, there was a short sound of someone falling on the ground. Lu Shaoheng didn't even have time to react before Liushuan, who had just broken into the door, quickly pressed down on his acupoint. Liu Chuan frowned, looking at Baili Kui Xue, and laughed crazily. He waved his hand, knocking the jade hairpin out of her hands. With a palm strike, he knocked her out, then left while protecting the broken window in his embrace.

When An Yan Mo and Lin Xuan rushed over, they saw Lu Shao standing quietly by the open door. The guards in the corridor and outside the house were all dead, and there was a sparrow feather arrow on their bodies.

"Wu Heng, what happened?" An Yama crossed the corpse on the ground, crossed the threshold, and removed Lu Shaoheng's acupoint.

The cold-faced Lu Shaoheng only said two words, "Attack the city!"

An Yan and Lin Xuan were both stunned for a moment. They wanted to retort, but were forced back by those strict and terrifying eyes. They could only give the order to have the troops from both countries stationed at the borders of the Liu Huang Country gather over …

When Lu Shaoheng led his army to attack the city, there was no leader in the palace. The doors of the palace were opened wide, and all the servants in the palace kneeled down. They knelt in the empty square, not daring to look Lu Shaoheng in the eye. No one would have thought that Liu Chuan would give up on that country, give up on all of its cloud-like prosperity, and take away a hundred miles of fragrant snow without a trace.

Over the years, the Liu Province had changed hands over time.

When the old people came to the new people, no one could predict the beginning or the end. They could only say that there was nothing else in life.

Lu Shaoheng waved his sleeves and led the way. An Yan Mo and Lin Xuan didn't dare to say anything else as they followed closely. The sound of their weapons hitting the ground touched on their nerves. The person hiding behind the stone pillar didn't have time to escape before Lin Xuan caught him in front of Lu Shao Heng.

The woman had delicate features and a black cloth that covered half of her face. With her slender figure, she was clearly not a martial artist.

"Bring them to my chamber." Lu Shaoheng only cast him a cold glance, and walked away without even looking back. He didn't even lift his hand to take off the woman's face scarf.

Not long after, the woman was brought to the entrance of Lu Shaoheng's palace. She stood outside the chamber, pushed roughly by the soldiers behind her. She stumbled and fell to the spotless floor. The light coming in from outside the door converged bit by bit and then disappeared.

Lu Shaoheng allowed her to lie on the ground and didn't step forward.

The cliff looked up at the man drinking tea with a cold expression. His indifference was just as inviolable as his gentleness.

"Do you think that I can't recognize you just because you're masked?" "The cliff." Putting down the teacup, Lu Shaoheng walked over to the cliff, squatted down, and pulled down her black cloth.

Shiya glanced at his face, unable to meet Lu Shaoheng's cold gaze.

Lu Shaoheng stood up and cast a sidelong glance at her. "Why did you appear in the palace?"

"I knew you were going to attack the city. I wanted to notify Liuchuan and the sweet snow, but by the time I arrived, they had already left." The cliff explained why he was here.

"You say that you love me, but you have to help others." Lu Shaoheng raised his hand and heavily slapped on Zhiya's face without any forewarning.

The burning pain numbed half of his face, and traces of red clouds appeared from the bottom of his skin. Lu Shaoheng lost his usual calmness. In a state where he couldn't find himself, he pulled up the cliff and roughly fell onto the bed.

"I've said that those who go against me will not have a good ending!"

"If loving someone means seeing that person's stubbornness, then that's not love. Lu Shaheng, I don't want you to make mistakes again and again. I don't want you to continue doing things that will make you regret it." The cliff said.

"Regret? Hmph, This Emperor has never known how to write the word 'regret'! "

"When I'm with you, it's like holding a cup full of hot water. At first I feel warm, but then suddenly I get burned. "I wanted to let go, but I was afraid of losing the warmth of the past, so I could only be burned." The cliff forced a smile, and the raging laughter was mixed with trembling tears.

She used all her strength to push Lu Shaoheng away. She pulled out the dagger hidden in her boot, and just when Lu Shaoheng thought she was going to kill him, she stabbed herself in the stomach.

"Cliff!" Astonished, Lu Shaoheng quickly stepped forward to support the fallen cliff.

Fresh blood oozed through the cloth across his abdomen, staining his hands scarlet. Shiya's delicate body was so weightless in Lu Shaoheng's arms.

"I know, you don't love me. In your heart, there is only your world and a hundred miles of fragrant snow. So, even if I die in front of you, you probably won't be too sad. After all, there are too many people like me who are willing to sacrifice their lives for you … I am as humble as a speck of dust. Even if the wind blows into your eyes, I won't let you shed tears. I am... "So insignificant …" The cliff scoffed with a hint of self-mockery.

She leaned against Lu Shaoheng's chest, feeling very warm, and the temperature that gradually passed by made her feel very cold.

The feeling of dying was not sad at all. It was just that his body was in a bit of pain and his eyes were somewhat closed. He was very tired.

He wanted to be in that person's embrace and rely on his warmth.

She really wanted to recall that beautiful scene. That gentle you... Because I have no way to persuade myself to kill you, so I can only end my own life. This way, I won't have to watch you fall into eternal damnation, nor will I have to watch my friends die …

"Cough, cough." Shiya coughed a few times and coughed up some blood. His eyes were hazy with tears as he smiled, looking at Lu Shaoheng's cold face. His hair, which was hanging down from the curtain, fell on the cliff and felt a bit itchy. Shiya looked at him coldly with a frown, then looked at him with a hint of bitterness.

His heart suddenly hurt, so much so that he forgot his wound. Just want to look at him closely.

Finally, he fell into a deep slumber. In his dreams, would he come?