Chapter 779 Confession

   is over, it is finally over.

  Xiao Tingyun felt Ye Yan’s soul scream and then annihilated, the air currents went from rioting to restoring calm, and the dark golden house's power went from anger to dissipated.

it's over.

  This is Qin Yu’s robbery, and she finally ended the robbery with her own hands.

  In the sky, the clouds suddenly dissipated, and the sun shone down, the light was dazzling abnormally, but it was normal, because it is more than two o'clock in the afternoon, which is the most obvious stage of the sun.

  The corpse is gone, the fly ash is gone, and the blood is gone, because the Dark Golden House has taken everything away, and the only thing that can't be taken away is Ye Yan's soul.

  Because he is gone.

  Of course, it can't take Qin Yu.

  Qin Yu sat down.

She seemed to be very tired. She put the sword in front of her at random, stretched out her hand to support the stone chair by the lake, like a big dream or a drunk, she sat down in a daze, leaning against her back. With a cold chair quilt.

  The sun reflected on the lake, sparkling, the sun in the sky, and the lake with her back were all over her.

  Full of shoulders and full of blue silk, she was facing the guests at dozens of tables here, like no one else, and slightly raised her face, the sun fell on the blood-draining white mask, her eyes had no focus and were very distracted.

  Xiao Tingyun remembered for no reason what she had said to Qin Yu in the mansion.

  That poem.

  "After a long absence, I smelled the scent of flowers and plants, and the back of my hands was covered with warmth."

  "The butterfly spread its wings from the eyes, and the swan goose stopped in my heart."

   "The sun is shining on my shoulders, at that moment, it seems like someone else."

   "Even if I am shackled and shackled, I have just returned from hell."

  She thought she understood Qin Yu's heart at that time, but only then did she understand that she understood her heart, but couldn't see her soul.

  Qin Yu's soul is hurt.

  Injuries that cannot be healed.

  Even at this time, she was a deadly enemy of her life, full of resentment for many years, some of the dead will not return after all, and some of the damage will not be restored after all.

  The sun is warmer again, her heart is already hesitated.

  It doesn't seem to be a few decades, but hundreds of years, thousands of years.

  It’s been too long, until she suddenly realized that people returning from **** would not feel warm even if the sun was shining on their shoulders.

because.

   "The ones who return from **** are often demons."

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  The person was pulled away, and the special energy stayed away. The gray-robed old man looked at Su Wanmo's expression and set up a new isolation-only between her and Qin Yu.

  Miss has something to say to this man.

"The Buddha said that the concealment of the soul is hidden in pain, and the hiding of the soul is hidden in hate. When the pain and hatred are at their extreme, there is no difference between the soul and the body of the skin. They are all tortured in the hell. You use the Buddhist motto so well. , Just to let a person's soul fly away.

   "Time, place, and people are indispensable. Today, this time, here, and me are all calculated by you."

   "Let him not even keep his soul."

"right?"

  Su Wanmo glanced at his hand, holding the sword in his palm just now.

  Good sword.

  People are not good people, too cruel.

  Too cruel to oneself, and cruel to others.

   "Yes." Qin Yu's eyes were dizzy, but when answering this question, there was no cover.

  Su Banmo: "Then I finally understand-you approached my purpose at first."

  Qin Yu was silent.

  Su Banmo: "I don’t want to explore the rest. We will no longer be friends in the future—in fact, we are not friends before."

  Qin Yu: "You want to kill me."

  Su Wanmo lowered his eyes, “It’s not just you who have shameful secrets, I also have them.”

  "The purgatory of the human heart, hiding like a ghost."

  "If I can kill him for this reason today, I can kill you for that reason in the future."

   "Let's go."

   "We will be mortal enemies someday."

  Su Wanmo turned around indifferently.

   "No need to change the day, today." Qin Yu bent over, stretched out his hand to caress half of the mask, and covered his eyes with his fingertips.

   Cover up the bloodshot eyes in that eye.

  Extremely exhausted.

   "Su Wanmo, you kill me."

  Her tone is like saying that you don’t have to treat another day, just today~~

  Su Wanmo almost thought that Qin Yu was crazy, but she suddenly understood it because she saw the eyes under Qin Yu’s mask.

  Too sad and at a loss, as if she has no desire to survive.

  After I understand, I don’t understand.

  What kind of mentality does this person feel about himself, both coldly using and full of guilt.

   "Qin Yu, are you a pervert?"

  Su Wanmo asked seriously.

  Qin Yu was stunned, and said softly: "People always have to pay a price if they make a mistake."

   "Then have you done anything wrong to me? Except for Ye Yan."

Su Wanmo stepped forward, stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Yu’s chin, tapped his fingertips on the mask, "This mask is not yours, it belongs to Ye Yan, I don’t beg you to take off the mask, but I hope you use Qin Yu Your identity tells me, where on earth are you sorry for me?"

   "I, Su Wanmo, never considered top clever in my life, but I don't want to be stupid to the end."

   "If you don't tell me, I will really kill you."

  Black flames burst from her fingertips, burning off the mask on both sides of her chin, leaving a mark.

  "Do you really want me to tell?"

   "Did I say false before?"

   "I slept with the man you love."

  "..."

   "I seduced him and gave him medicine."

  "..."

   "I was pregnant, but the child was killed by me."

  "..."

   "The child belongs to him."

  All the emotions on Su Wanmo's face faded away, there was no fluctuation, only silence was left.

   But she still asked calmly, like a struggle.

   "Is Ye Yan?"

   "Do you love Ye Yan?" Qin Yu asked with a smile. Before finishing the question, Su Wanmo's slender neck was directly pinched.

  Su Wanmo's breathing was trembling, and his pupils were also trembling.

   "Even if it's just a joke, such a joke is too much."

   "Qin Yu, do you consider yourself a prophet?"

Qin Yu chuckled: "I hope it's just a prophecy, but even if it's just a prophecy, you should kill me, right? You love him, and you are so mad, and you can't say love, because everyone else knows that you are in love. My own uncle, to the world, to all your relatives~~he is the true son of sin."

   "He will be imprisoned forever."

   "In order to cover up this secret, you are even willing to fake marriage with another man."

  "You have given up your whole life, so how come you care about my life."

  Secret, this is a real taboo.

  She had been holding this ulterior secret since she was a girl, trembling and cautious, so she had to stay away.

  She would be in a daze every day, thinking of him, thinking of the young man who told me that she couldn't think about it anymore at that moment. The young man has grown up, majestic and omnipotent, but there is no perfection between heaven and earth. The true perfection lies in incompleteness.

  He suffered the most terrible torture in the world.

   became the poorest person in the world.

  How dare she, how can she hurt him again.

  But the person in front of you is hurt.

  (End of this chapter)