Li Muge used all his strength to push away the controlled Xiao Shaoyao, but he was pierced by a poisonous arrow.
Li Wanqing felt extremely happy immediately, but then she felt a sharp pain in her throat. It turned out to be Li Muge when she fell.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he determined the location of Xiao Shaoyao's assassin, threw out the demon-killing blade that Xiao Shaoyao used to assassinate her last time, and slit Li Wanqing's throat.
Li Wanqing fell on the snow, and the blood flowing out of her neck dyed the snow red.
The look in her eyes was unwilling.
To the day she died, she didn't understand why she lost.
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"Mu Ge." Mo Yan rushed forward and supported Li Muge who was about to fall: "Mu Ge, don't scare me, we haven't held a wedding yet."
"Sect Master." Zuo Xia ran to Li Muge and dragged Mo Li: "Hurry, hurry up, go save the Sect Master, hurry up, Doctor Mo."
Li Muge stepped forward to feel Li Muge's pulse, and he was suddenly surprised: "This... the sect master has no inner elixir, and is no different from a mortal. This arrow is smeared with poison, and he is afraid that he will not be able to save himself."
"How is it possible that there is no way to save the day?" Mo Yan raised his hand and pushed Mo Li away, biting his head desperately, with a trace of madness on his face like an immortal: "It's impossible, Muge, you can't die."
"It took a lot of effort for us to get where we are today. How could you die?"
"Isn't it the inner elixir? If I give her my inner elixir, Muge will be able to live."
Mo Yan's eyes were full of paranoia, like a dying man clinging to the last piece of driftwood.
Li Li shook his head, the sect master's body had been worn out too much, and her body was already fragile now.
Even if he hadn't been hit by an arrow, he probably wouldn't have lived long.
Even if there is no hope, Mo Yan is still willing to give it a try.
He moved his cultivation in the palm of his hand.
Preparing to remove the inner elixir.
But he was held by Li Muge's already cold hand.
Li Muge endured the severe pain, but spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he spoke.
"No, stop trying, Mo Yan, it's useless. I'm sorry, Mo Yan. Promise me, Mo Yan will forget me. A good person like you deserves a better person to love you."
Li Muge felt as if someone was stabbing her flesh with a dagger in her body, which was so painful that her nails dug deeply into her flesh.
She could clearly feel that all the organs in her body were torn and shattered.
"I don't want it, Li Muge, you are such a heartless woman, why do you leave me behind every time?"
Mo Yan's tears fell on Li Muge's cheek. At this moment, Li Muge seemed to understand what the world calls love.
"I'm sorry, Mo Yan, please promise me, promise me, you won't vent your anger on Xiao Shaoyao after I die, okay?"
Guijianhong's poison had already started to act on Li Muge's body, and every second of Li Muge's life became a torture.
"Promise me." Li Muge held Mo Yan's hand tightly: "Xiao Shaoyao is innocent, she is very, very good to me."
"Don't blame her." Li Muge knew that there was actually a devil living under Mo Yan's gentle appearance.
It was only the moral ethics that had suppressed him for so many years that prevented him from falling into madness.
"Okay, Muge, I promise that I won't anger Xiao Shaoyao." Mo Yan leaned his face against Li Muge's head.
After receiving Mo Yan's assurance, Li Muge dropped his hands weakly, closed his eyes, and stopped breathing.
Mu An put down the flute. He did not expect that Li Muge would die trying to save Xiao Shaoyao.
He was unable to take a few steps back, feeling as if he had done something wrong.
He felt sorry for Li Muge.
I'm also sorry for Xiao Shaoyao.
Maybe Xiao Shaoyao will never forgive him this time.
Xiao Shaoyao gradually regained consciousness. She fell to the ground and could not move.
When he opened his eyes, he saw all the remaining Scarlet Moon Sect disciples kneeling on the ground.
And in the snow, Mo Yan, dressed in a groom's uniform, sat in the snow, his eyes lost their light, and he kept hugging Li Muge tightly.
No one dares to get close.
"Mu, Mu Ge." Xiao Shaoyao had a bad premonition in her heart, and the heavy snow turned her nose red from the cold.
Xiao Shaoyao's lips were pale, and she struggled hard to break free from Nan Yi's spell, and stumbled to Li Muge's side.
She reached out to check Li Muge's breathing, but there was nothing but ice on her fingertips.
"How could this happen, Muge, how could this happen?"
Xiao Shaoyao wanted to hug Muge, but Mo Yan grabbed her by the neck and threw her hard.
"Go away, from now on, you will never be able to get close to Muge."
Mo Yan hugged Muge tightly, hoping to use his own body temperature to make Muge's body warm again.
Mu An was afraid that something might happen to Xiao Shaoyao, so he wanted to repeat the same trick as last time and knock Xiao Shaoyao unconscious and take him away.
But he didn't know that the moment his figure appeared in Xiao Shaoyao's eyes, Xiao Shaoyao's heart was already broken.
"Xiao Shaoyao, let's go." Mu An took Xiao Shaoyao's hand.
But Xiao Shaoyao snatched the flute from Mu An's hand and immediately understood everything.
"Brother Mu An, you are using me again, how could you do this!"
Xiao Shaoyao pressed her head, and the scene of Li Muge's accident suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Why, why are you doing this?" Xiao Shaoyao shook Mu An's arms vigorously. She didn't understand why Mu An always hurt her in the name of loving her.
"Xiao Shaoyao, I am here for your own good. This is the only way to save you." Mu An wanted to grab Xiao Shaoyao's hand again, but Xiao Shaoyao cast a spell and was a hundred meters away from Mu An.
Although there is heavy snow falling on Chiyue Mountain, no matter how cold it is, it can't chill Xiao Shaoyao's heart at this moment.
She suddenly broke the flute and pointed the sharp section at her heart: "Brother Mu An, I want you to remember that it was not Mu Ge who forced me to death, but you."
Xiao Shaoyao shed a tear on her cheek: "I'm here to accompany you, Muge, you have to wait for me."
After saying this, before Mu An could get closer, Xiao Shaoyao held the broken flute with both hands and stabbed it into his heart with all his strength.
"No, Xiao Shaoyao." Mu An staggered towards Xiao Shaoyao.
But Xiao Shaoyao set up a barrier where there was only a thin line between him and Mu An.
Even if Mu An casts a spell, he can't break the barrier at all.
Xiao Shaoyao showed a pale smile, with sadness in her eyes.
"Brother Mu An, it is true that I love you in this life, but if it is true, I would rather never meet you again in the next life."
Xiao Shaoyao's body gradually dissipated in the snow.
"No, Xiao Shaoyao, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't do this."
Mu An's hands were bleeding from the smash. He knelt on the ground and kept beating the invisible barrier.
When Zuo Xia saw Xiao Shaoyao's death, her vision went dark and she almost fainted. Fortunately, Jiang Zishi supported her.
In the snow.
Mo Yan stood up and picked up Li Muge's already cold body.
His eyes were full of paranoia.
"Muge, I won't let you die."
"There must be a way to save you, there must be a way."
"Sect Master." Zuo Xia's voice became more choked up and he wanted to catch up, but Jiang Zishi grabbed his arm.
"Jiang Zishi, he took the sect leader away! What should we do?"
Zuo Xia has always been heartless, but now she can no longer hold back her tears.
Jiang Zushi hugged Zuo Xia and comforted her silently.