The sound echoed in the quiet night sky, which was extremely clear. Soon, firelight gathered in the distance. The two people were originally fighting with Long Yu, but then they suddenly dropped him and headed towards Wu Yue. Wu Yue was already along the way.

He stood up against the wall and stared at them coldly, with determination in his eyes. Guo always protected Wu Yue behind her, but she was no match at all and had many stab wounds on her body.

Seeing that the danger was over, Long Yu just stood quietly and watched Guo resist in a panic. Unexpectedly, he was violently pushed behind him, and Wen Jiujiu glared at him:

"We can't let him die!"

"Why?" Long Yu's face turned cold, obviously unhappy.

"I still have something to ask him!" He said and pushed Long Yu into the battlefield. Long Yu cursed secretly, flew forward and helped Guo avoid the knife. When Guo saw someone helping her, she quickly retreated to Wuyue

In front of him, he opened his arms to protect him, Long Yu's skills

Although it was good, it was obviously difficult to resist the five people. Wenjiujiu was running around in a hurry, throwing some pots and stones from time to time to cheer up. The sound of people was getting closer and closer. When the five people saw that the momentum was not good, they looked at each other and looked at each other.

Leaving Long Yu and heading towards Wu Yue, Wen Jiu

Jiu shouted, and Long Yu quickly stretched out his hand to grab the one who was closer to him. Unfortunately, there were too many people, and Long Yu couldn't take care of him at all. He saw three sharp swords with cold light swaying suddenly, and then with a "pop" sound, that was

The sound of iron piercing flesh

, it was obviously weak, but extremely clear. Wen Jiujiu's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. There were noisy voices behind him. The five men in black had long since disappeared, leaving only Wu Yue half-kneeling.

Holding Mrs. Guo who was covered in blood.

"Brother..." Someone shouted from behind. Wu Yue raised his hand to stop the person from talking. He stared at Guo in his arms, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

"Miss Jiu, save her!" Someone shouted again, and he said in a trembling voice, "It's useless!"

There was a bloody hole in Guo's chest, and blood was gushing out. Wu Yue's big hands held it tightly, but no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

"Why?" Wu Yue leaned against Guo's face, his vibrato accompanied by a suppressed gasp.

"Yue...Brother Yue..." Guo's eyes were blurred and he seemed to be unable to open his eyes. His blood-covered hand was hanging by his side. He moved as if he wanted to lift it up, but he couldn't move at all.

Reluctantly, he dug at the loess under his body with his fingertips.

When Wu Yue heard her cry like this, his breathing suddenly stopped. His eyes were wide open and he looked at the blood-stained face in disbelief.

"Yue...brother...Tonger...buried wine...under...the willow tree..." Ms. Guo wanted to speak more clearly, but blood kept pouring out of her mouth, and her body heaved violently up and down.

Next, tears slowly flowed out from the half-open pupils.

"How could it be? How... could..." Wu Yue trembled all over, and even Mrs. Guo swayed left and right with him. He sat down on the ground. A few mouthfuls of blood foam gushed out from Guo's lips, and her eyes gradually closed.

A smile appeared on his lips.

"Tong'er... I'll... keep waiting... for you..." The straining fingers finally let go, and his arms sank. Wu Yue numbly hugged her tightly and then...

Everyone looked at them in silence, no one dared to speak. Suddenly there was another shrill cry in the village, and everyone ran back. Long Yu frowned, pulled Jiujiu who was in a daze, and followed the sound.

Wen Jiujiu staggered and was pulled by him. He turned around and looked at Wu Yue who was sitting in the corner. At this time, his brown eyes were deathly silent, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him...

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Chapter completed!