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Chapter 265 Pearl Yuchen [11](1/2)

People in the world say that he is wise and elegant, that he is a hero of the moon, that he is gentle and noble.

But who knows what kind of person Ye Zhilan is under all these praises!

He took it all indifferently.

He remained silent when questioned and insulted.

Xiao Yu looked at Ye Zhilan, and as he looked, he suddenly laughed, "Your Highness Yong has made every decision. Unfortunately, he has to make a mistake. I will not tell Mingzhu what kind of person you are, but Mingzhu, she knows everything."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zhilan's eyes changed instantly.

He looked around. In the dark temple, except for him and Xiao Yu, he could not feel the breath of a third person.

Xiao Yu looked at Ye Zhilan with a smile, "It turns out that Your Highness Yong will be in a panic. Do you know which step you calculated wrong?"

The calmness in Ye Zhilan's eyes faded away, and the coldness floated, "Where is Mingzhu!" "Don't worry," Xiao Yu smiled slightly, "I haven't finished saying that Xiao Yue is the princess of Shen Country, but even this brother of this palace can poison her. What promise did you make to her? I guess, it should be to marry her as a wife, right? Xiao Yue is arrogant, and no one can catch her eyes except you. You are on a mission to Shen Country, so Xiao Yue is devoted to you and promises to marry her in the future? So Xiao Yue poisons me, but you forgot the jealousy of women. Even if Xiao Yue knows that marrying Mingzhu is just a move. As a woman who loves you, she will not give up, so in the whole thing, you

She is the only one who miscalculated."

"She gave me a pill before leaving. After taking it, it will make people feel weak. Even a master like you can't notice it. Guess where is Mingzhu now?"

Ye Zhilan stood there, his fingers moving, not that it was not moving, but trembling.

Behind the huge statue of the god, a slender shadow slowly walked out.

"Pearl" Ye Zhilan looked at her steadily.

Murong Mingzhu looked at Ye Zhilan in the wind and snow. For a moment, she was wondering if she hadn't woken up yet and was still in a dream. It was a nightmare that she would wake up, but when she woke up, she was still the same.

Ye Zhilan is the Ye Zhilan she likes, and Ye Zhilan she likes her.

The eldest brother checked the accounts in the business bank. The second brother took a nap in the water pavilion. The third brother was thinking that the fourth brother was still living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

She could still see them, see them laughing at her, call her Mingzhu, saying that she is the pearl in their hands, the pearl in the Murong family's palm

For four years, she has done everything for the Murong family, and only hopes that all her relatives can be happy.

Over the past century, the Murong family has been at peace and has never crossed the thunder pool. It has been handed over to her generation by generation, generation by generation.

And she

All this was ruined by my own hands.

The eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, the fourth brother, and everyone in the Murong family are gone.

She believed Ye Zhilan, loved Ye Zhilan, and married Ye Zhilan, but her trust, love, and marriage hurt everyone.

It was fake at the beginning, but it was wrong. She gave her sincerity, but she ended up like this.

Family is destroyed and people are killed.

"Pearl"

The sadness and despair in Murong Mingzhu's eyes made Ye Zhilan feel panic. He subconsciously called her name, but woke Murong Mingzhu up in her dream.

Murong Mingzhu looked at him with empty and unsightly eyes. The man in the snow had the best handsome appearance in the world, the rare martial arts strategy in the world, and a vicious and cruel heart!

Four years

For more than a thousand days and nights, she did not show his conspiracy and tricks, thinking that she was loved, and that false happiness, the vow to accompany him for the rest of his life, and even the wish to give him a child, were broken into pieces in an instant.

Murong Mingzhu

Murong Mingzhu!

How stupid you are! How stupid you are!

You harmed everyone, you killed all your relatives!

Tears fell from their eyes, like an ice bead, shattered so hard that they could not find any warmth.

"Pearl!" Ye Zhilan was about to rush over.

"Don't come over!" Murong Mingzhu held the dagger back, and the sharp blade pressed against her neck, piercing deeply, and blood flowed down her neck.

"Pearl!" Xiao Yu shouted, "Don't be impulsive!"

Murong Mingzhu's heart has been sinking, and has already sunk into the cold pond in the abyss. She felt that she was ridiculous, so ridiculous that when she moved the corner of her mouth, tears fell down like this.

She touched her cheeks, and tears were everywhere on her fingers. She blinked her eyelashes in a daze, and more tears fell.

"Mingzhu," Ye Zhilan shouted in panic, "Listen to my explanation"

Murong Mingzhu shook her head and asked softly, word by word: "Ye Zhilan, you can answer me one question, only one, okay?"

The erratic voice has no feelings, love, hate, resentment, nothing, and is empty as if it comes out of the masterless soul.

Ye Zhilan's chest was sore and his face was pale, "Mingzhu, calm down, things are not what you thought!"

Murong Mingzhu looked at him blankly and murmured foolishly: "When you were doing these things, you were hesitant when you were trying to kill my third brother and expel my eldest brother and destroy my fourth brother when you did these things?"

Ye Zhilan stared at Murong Mingzhu, looked at her bloodless face, saw her thin bedclothes under her cloak, and her feet that were not covered with shoes, and said slowly: "I am sincere to you."

"Sincere"

Murong Mingzhu smiled, laughing so hard that her internal organs hurt severely.

The sharp laughter echoed in the deep temple, strange and terrifying.

Murong Mingzhu laughed, Murong Mingzhu cried, Murong Mingzhu's face was twisted, and blood from her neck couldn't help but flow out. She coughed, coughed while laughing, coughed while crying, coughing out blood, the corners of her lips, neck, and clothes were covered with blood.

"Pearl!" Xiao Yu shouted, "It's not worth it for him!"

Murong Mingzhu couldn't hear anything at all, and she could not hear anything. Between the world, she was left with her desperate smile.

"Yezhilan Yezhilan, you killed my relatives and ruined my home, but you are sincere to me."

Murong Mingzhu vomited blood, and vomited blood in big mouthfuls.

Laughing, only laughing.

Tears and blood are mixed together, like a soul that explodes, the crushed red shore flower on the road to the underworld.

Murong Mingzhu covered her mouth, blood overflowed from the cracks of her fingers, and the white clothes were stained with blood. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Ye Zhilan, with her eyes cold and despair and resolute hatred.

Slowly, she took a step back.

"Pearl!" Ye Zhilan wanted to chase after him.

The dagger in Murong Mingzhu cut into her neck, threatening Ye Zhilan to get close.

Murong Mingzhu retreated step by step.

The blood marks under your feet are on the snow, and every step is blood, and every place is tears.

Behind the temple is the sacrifice platform.

Murong Mingzhu stood on the rooftop barefoot and stepped on the blood mark.

The heavy snow fell on her body, the cold wind hangs on her face, the hands covering her mouth were covered with blood, and blood was everywhere, and she was about to shed every drop of blood on her body.

Ye Zhilan and Xiao Yu chased to the rooftop and saw Murong Mingzhu standing on it, looking at Ye Zhilan from afar.

"Pearl!" Ye Zhilan chased after him.

Murong Mingzhu remained motionless, her eyes showing hatred and hatred that she had never had before.

I once loved him more and believed in him more and thought about eternal life with him, and in the end, only deception, betrayal and bloody hatred remain.

She slowly put down her hand and coughed up bleeding.

The wind on the sacrificial platform blew away Murong Mingzhu's head with heavy snow.

His black head flew freely in the wind, covered in blood, Murong Mingzhu stood there, looking at Ye Zhilan, still smiling.

That strange smile and the desperate look seemed to be about to sink into hell.

"Ye Zhilan."

Murong Mingzhu opened her bloody lips and called out his name in her blood and tears.

Slowly, Murong Mingzhu said:

"If you killed me in the first place, there would be no future"

"You let me live, but you let me live and die."

"My brother, my blood relatives all died at your hands. Murong's family is innocent and has a clear conscience."

"A century-old family is destroyed, Ye Zhilan, you won"

"I am a sinner of the Murong family. I can apologize for death, but you, you are suspicious, cold-blooded and ruthless, slaughtering innocent people. If God knows, you will be retribution!"

The sharp curse in the wind and snow contained a huge hatred. Murong Mingzhu's head was blown away by the wind, and it became lighter and shallower until it turned white, just like falling snow all over the sky.

Xiao Yu watched Murong Mingzhu's black hair turn white, and he could no longer calm down, "Mingzhu! You hate Ye Zhilan, you can hate him, but you can't."

He didn't finish his words at all.

Murong Mingzhu's clothes stained with blood, her face covered in blood, and her head was flying white, and she said the last sentence to Ye Zhilan.

"I will betray me in this life and will be rewarded in the next life. I will never die forever!"

The blood-stained dagger was thrown to the ground, and she smiled hatred at Ye Zhilan, and then jumped off the sacrificial platform without looking back.
To be continued...
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