Watching Murong Zixuan quietly moving towards him slowly, Mu Yan secretly clenched his fists.
Xia Yifeng over there was equally puzzled by Murong Zixuan's behavior.
Murong Zixuan can't do anything now, can he?
After struggling to reach Mu Yan, Murong Zixuan raised his head and met Mu Yan's eyes with a slight smile.
The pale face and the blood on the corner of his mouth reflected each other, making Murong Zixuan look miserable.
Frowning slightly, Mu Yan stood there with cold eyes.
Looking at the dazzling blood marks on the snow where Murong Zixuan crawled over.
Listening to Murong Zixuan's hoarse voice, he said to himself: "I don't remember anything, it's so good."
Mu Yan's heart couldn't help but twitch.
With an uncontrollable sadness on his face, Murong Zixuan tried his best to keep the corners of his mouth raised and stared at Mu Yan intently.
Memories flashed through Murong Zixuan's mind bit by bit, making him feel so relaxed before.
Murong Zixuan knew better than anyone else that the way things turned out, it was all caused by him.
However, from the moment he killed Mu Tong, he no longer had the right to choose.
The words Mu Tong said before his death often echoed in Murong Zixuan's ears, even making him unable to sleep peacefully at night.
She said that she finally knew why he couldn't defeat Xia Yifeng.
She said that if she had the chance to go back alive, she would expose his hypocritical mask.
She said that even if he gets Mu Yan for a while, he will never get Mu Yan for the rest of his life.
Murong Zixuan could not forget these words, nor could he forget the expression on Mu Tong's face when he looked at him, nor could he forget the emotion he felt angered by Mu Tong.
No one has ever insulted me so openly, and no one has ever so definitely denied my efforts.
Whether it was for the temporary pleasure, or whether he was really stimulated by Mu Tong's words, Murong Zixuan couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart.
For the first time, he killed someone out of control, and it was Mu Yan's sister.
But when Murong Zixuan came to his senses, Mu Tong was no longer breathing.
During this period of time, Murong Zixuan knew every step he took.
His temper grew stronger, his ambitions grew, and thoughts that had never occurred to him before began to appear in his mind.
These ambitions supported him, but they also made him afraid to face them.
He didn't get anything he wanted, but he lost more and more.
Give up your self-esteem, give up your personality, give up everything you had before.
Murong Zixuan no longer knew where he could go back if he stopped all this.
Wherever it will be, there will be a place for him to stay.
Yixuan country?
That is Xia Yifeng's territory.
Even if there is his own family there, even if there is property there that can keep him fed and clothed for the rest of his life.
But when Xia Yifeng was there for one day, Murong Zixuan understood that he would not have a good life.
He couldn't wander around the world anonymously for the rest of his life.
He didn't have that free and easy heart.
The design made Mu Yan come to Cangming Country, and the design made Mu Yan forget everything.
Seeing Mu Yan looking at him in confusion, the smile on Murong Zixuan's lips deepened a little more.
Lowering his head, Murong Zixuan quickly put his hands into his arms.
His move made Mu Yan in front of him immediately alert, and Xia Yifeng not far away immediately rushed towards the two of them.
Before Murong Zixuan could make any other moves, Mu Yan could not help but take out weapons for self-defense and confront him.
When he saw the white powder in Murong Zixuan's hand, Mu Yan moved with lightning speed and turned behind Murong Zixuan.
Then he kicked him to the ground mercilessly.
Exuding cold and decisive murderous aura, Mu Yan and Xia Yifeng stood side by side.
The dagger in his hand was ready to strike at any time to kill Murong Zixuan in front of him.
But Xia Yifeng's actions and his desire to kill Murong Zixuan.
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But he seemed to be much more determined than Mu Yan.
Ignoring Mu Yan's surprised look and blurted out "no", Xia Yifeng unexpectedly snatched the dagger from Mu Yan's hand, then took a step forward, grabbed Murong Zixuan who was lying on the ground, and used his backhand to pull his He turned over and faced himself and Mu Yan.
A cold light flashed across his eyes instantly, Xia Yifeng sneered and slit Murong Zixuan's throat with a dagger.
Seeing the blood spurting out from Murong Zixuan's neck, Xia Yifeng smiled evilly and said, "This time, I want to see if you can come back to life."
Lying on the cold snow, the miserable Murong Zixuan felt his life disappear bit by bit, but the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.
Looking straight at Mu Yan's face, Murong Zixuan struggled to raise his arms, trying to touch the face that he had not taken a good look at for a long time.
Silently looking at Mu Yan's slightly frowning eyebrows, there seemed to be sadness that would not go away no matter what.
Murong Zixuan always had an expressionless face or a calm smile towards Mu Yan when dealing with outsiders.
He couldn't help but feel a little complacent when he had such an expression.
Even if he forgot everything, Mu Yan still couldn't let go of the fact that he was about to die, right?
Panting in pain, Murong Zixuan used all his strength to look at Mu Yan very calmly, and then said softly: "In the next life, I hope the first person you meet will be me."
Standing on the spot with her whole body stiff, Mu Yan looked down at Murong Zixuan in front of her, listening to him struggling to say the words that made her feel extremely depressed.
Mu Yan suddenly regretted not stopping Xia Yifeng's actions just now.
Why did he say such words to himself before dying?
Looking helplessly at Xia Yifeng beside him, Mu Yan opened her red lips, thought for a while, but still swallowed the words in her heart.
Looking at Xia Yifeng's actions towards Murong Zixuan just now, it was not difficult for Mu Yan to guess the hatred he felt for Murong Zixuan in his heart.
In this way, Mu Yan seemed a little too naive to ask Xia Yifeng about Murong Zixuan.
Xia Yifeng stared at Murong Zixuan with cold eyes.
When he noticed Mu Yan looking at him, he reached out and took Mu Yan into his arms and whispered: "Let's go."
The depressing feeling in his chest made Mu Yan's breathing uncomfortable.
Following Xia Yifeng's footsteps, he slowly left Murong Zixuan's side.
Mu Yan kept looking back, staring at Murong Zixuan who was getting further and further away from him.
Murong Zixuan, lying in a pool of blood, kept smiling.
After meeting Mu Yan's eyes with satisfaction for a moment, Murong Zixuan slowly closed his eyes.
He was afraid, afraid that he would be reluctant to lose sight of Mu Yan and reluctant to leave this world.
His lips moved and he said something silently to Mu Yan in the distance.
After Murong Zixuan chuckled twice, he weakly turned his head to the side and quietly waited for the arrival of death.
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