The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 1 It's Your Life

If you are born, you will grow old with you!

If you die, you will go to hell together!

Just ask for one copy, the love of a lifetime!

Traveling through time and space, just to meet you again.

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New Moon Dynasty.

Watching the moon for four years.

The world is scattered and divided into four kingdoms, and the Northern Kingdom is the most powerful, temporarily ranking first among the four kingdoms.

But this is only superficial.

Because of the disagreement between Murong Qingge, the eldest son of the Northern Kingdom, and Murong Qingyun, the third son, the current Northern Kingdom can be said to be in jeopardy.

If it weren't for the 50 dead cavalry, the Northern Kingdom would have been captured by the always crazy Western Kingdom.

But the current situation still cannot prevent the fight between Murong Qingge and Murong Qingyun.

In fact, Murong Qingge didn't care too much about fighting against the capable Murong Qingyun.

After all, he has the darkest organization of the New Moon Dynasty by his side.

It's just that something is wrong with the organization now and some small changes need to be made.

Because the last thing he wanted to see happened, so he had to reluctantly give up...

In the cold and twelfth lunar month, the night is rendered layer by layer with ink.

The whistling cold wind was mixed with snowflakes glowing with cold light.

In the silent room, the dim candlelight flickered alone, as if it wanted to add a little warmth to the cold night.

In the dim light, Murong Qingge was dressed in bright yellow brocade clothes, with a handsome face and an indifferent expression.

Eyes like a cold pool, calm as a mirror, but people can't see through them, can't figure it out.

"Da da da"

A sound of footsteps broke the eerie silence.

Pushing the door open, one person hurried in.

"Master, the task has been successfully completed, she is waiting for you at the cliff of Yixiantian."

The person who came, Xue Shaoqi, was one of Murong Qingge's highly valued subordinates.

"understood."

Murong Qingge nodded, his usual cold voice was as thin as dust.

Putting away the exquisite dagger with a cold light in his hand, he slowly left the room.

On the way to the cliff, he also hesitated a little bit, after all, he was the person he trained.But in the end, she still had something she shouldn't have.

The snowy night sky is very cold.

On the edge of the cliff, a woman in black night clothes stands on the edge of the cliff.

There were still dried blood stains on that fair face.

Her face, which was already overwhelming, now turned out to be a little more enchanting, so beautiful that she was suffocating.

Perhaps, she is a beautiful but deadly mandala.

Such as her beauty, is to be watered with blood.

"Xiang'er, you really didn't disappoint me." She said coldly, without any emotion.

"The subordinate has seen the master."

Hearing the sound, Mu Ningxiang turned around and bowed respectfully to those who came.

"It's cold on the ground, Xiang'er get up quickly."

While speaking, he possessed himself gently and lifted up the person kneeling on the ground.

as before.

"Thank you sir."

Standing up, she didn't dare to look at him, let alone look into his eyes.

Because he is high and humble like her, how can he have the right to look at him.

And he is not only her master, but also the person she admires the most.

But after all, she is nothing more than a bloodthirsty, cold-blooded killer.

Even if she is the gold medal killer of the New Moon Dynasty, in his eyes, she is still a humble speck of dust.

A chess piece that was stained with blood for him.

For her, he will always be an unattainable dream.

"Xiang'er, you are doing very well, really well..."

In the same cold voice, there is something else mixed in at this moment?

Before she finished speaking, the dagger hidden in her sleeve was sent ruthlessly into her heart without a sound.

In an instant, the scorching blood rushed out.

He continued coldly, "It's a pity that you have thoughts that you shouldn't have!"

At the moment, she couldn't believe it.

"For...why...?"

The vermilion lips opened and closed, and the sound of breaking was a bit harsh.

"Xiang'er, this is your fate, because I don't allow any woman to have any thoughts about me!"

Words without emotion and a cold voice were actually more hurtful than a dagger that pierced her heart.

It turned out that he was really just a dream!
"I understand……"

He raised his cold eyes like water, without hatred or resentment, and was still the same as before, small and humble.

He was silent for a while, and then answered her lightly, "Since you understand it, just accept your fate..."

As soon as the words fell, the delicate dagger full of barbs was pulled out from her heart.

The gushing heart blood forms a blood column.

Her thin figure swayed in the cold wind.

In the end, he made a self-deprecating sneer out of disappointment, his crumbling body couldn't hold on any longer.

Perhaps, such a blood-stained life could just end like this.

It's just that she had thought that she would die in anyone's hands, but she never thought that she would die in his hands.

Perhaps, this is really fate!

The scorching blood flowed out without wanting to stop, and her fair face became pale and feeble.

Staring at the falling snowflakes in the night sky, I am unwilling to close my eyes after all.

It's strange, what appeared in my mind at this moment was the appearance of another man?

Unfortunately, they are enemies after all...

As for his kindness to himself, save it for the next life to repay.

After a long time, staring at her who was no longer angry, he finally chose to leave without hesitation.

In the cold wind, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, as if trying to cover up all the crimes.

The cold night is gradually passing, and the sky at dawn is always gray, except for the heavy snow that has not stopped.

In the gray sky and the fluttering snow, a person walks here.

The immaculate white fox fur is still so conspicuous in the white snow, as if the beautiful face of Xianyi is occupied by the haze.

The sexy thin lips were slightly pursed together, and the bottomless eyes, like waterfalls in the mountains, passed through the dull pain! ?
After all... it's still a step late!
Murong Qingge, you actually really murdered her!
Throwing down the paper umbrella in her hand, she picked up Mu Ningxiang who had been buried by falling snow.

His heart ached like a knife.

This is the only woman he has ever loved in his life, but now...

Ah Xiang, is it really worth it for you to do this for him?
Ah Xiang, have you ever regretted leaving me?
He really didn't know these two questions.But now, there is no need to know.

"Axiang, don't worry, this king will definitely repay you! And you... this king will never allow you to leave!"

The magnetic sound is like the fall of time, but it is rare cold!
In this world, a woman who touches his Shilinuo will have to pay a hundred times a thousand times the price.

As for a mere northern country, he never paid attention to it.

They didn't touch them before, but because they didn't want to embarrass Ah Xiang, because her master was Murong Qingge.

But now, it was Murong Qingge who personally destroyed the reason why he didn't move the North Country.

He hugged the person who seemed to have a little bit of warmth in his arms tightly, and explained for a long time.

This scene is really like when they first met. Looking back on the past, he outlined a charming arc, like a flash of surprise.

"It's snowing, Ah Xiang, let's go home..."

It is still a magnetic voice, but this time it is very light and soft, not as cold as before.

In the dark, Mu Ningxiang only felt that she was light and light, thinking, maybe this is the feeling after death?
In her life, it was God's kindness that she could die a whole body.

However, I was more or less disappointed and a little pained in my heart, but it wasn't for Murong Qingge...

(End of this chapter)