Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Human beings are inherently good.

Song Ye believed this sentence. No one is born to like bloodthirsty and murder, and like to be brutal. At least in her childhood for a long time, even if her adoptive mother treated her badly, she would never kill her.

Later, knowing her own life experience, she has found various compelling reasons for her biological mother in her heart more than once.

Even if Ye Meijing killed Ye Lingyin, she did not order the killing.

Until this moment, because of Ye Jingjing's tip-off, there were corpses all over the ground and blood flowed into rivers, and Song Ye finally recognized it.

This so-called mother is hopeless, she can never look back, she will never repent, those night conversations under the starry sky, those memories of eating at the same table, are all her scheming.

Now, Song Ye wants to end all of this with his own hands, to end the grievances and grievances of the past 18 years.

The blade of the blade pierced into the woman's luxurious clothes, straight to her chest, and the blood flowers were like paint dyed on the front of the clothes, blooming beautiful flowers one by one.

"I hate you." Song Ye looked into her eyes, and there were countless complicated emotions scrolling in the deep eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

She said, I hate you, I hate you for being born but not raising, I hate you for being ruthless, I hate you for being unrepentant, and I hate you for making me lose hope.

"Stop... No, Song Ye... Stop... I was wrong..." Ye Jingjing spat out a big mouthful of blood, and when she felt the fourth knife on her chest was infinitely far from her heart, her fingers trembled. Jian grasped Song Ye's wrist and finally opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

She was really afraid, afraid that she would die under Song Ye's knife and in the hands of her daughter.

This is the first time that Ye Meijing has touched Song Ye. The two hands that are also stained with blood touch each other. The contact between the mother and daughter is full of sticky and bloody smell, as if they have experienced all kinds of experiences between them. portraiture.

Song Ye's heart was icy cold. Facing the opponent's confession, his face was not even half moved. The blade was pulled out, and the fifth blade fell on her heart, "It's too late..."

Her voice was hoarse, like a violin string that was about to break in the next second. Mottled rain fell from her pupils, and mist appeared, and there was no hesitation in the strength of her hand.

It's too late to say anything now.

At the moment when the knife edge was downward, the force object in front of him suddenly disappeared, Song Ye raised his eyes and looked over, but what he saw was Shao Yichen holding Ye Meijing's arm.

At this critical moment, Shao Yichen rescued her.

"Get out of the way." Song Ye took a cold face, stepped forward and continued to approach, she really didn't want Shao Yichen to see this scene, but she said that she had to understand the fate of everything today.

"Little Ye, you can't kill her." Shao Yichen, who had always supported her and stood by her side, shook his head this time, and was resolutely refusing to let her do it, "She is your mother, to kill her is to kill her De, the sin you can't escape in your whole life."

Even if Ye Meimei deserves to die again, Song Ye won't get any pleasure from killing her. On the contrary, the shadow of killing her mother will accompany her throughout her life.

"I don't have such a mother, where in the world can there be such a mother!" The second half of the sentence made Song Ye's eyes red, and he roared. out her grief.

She was born unwilling to bear such a fate, and now that she has reached this point, the only thing she can do is to end her with her own hands.

Shao Yichen looked at her sadly, as if every drop of Song Ye's tears was a pain in his heart, the hand supporting Ye Meijing unconsciously tightened, and he suddenly showed a gentle smile, " You can't kill her, it will only make you unhappy. So, let me end it all, just..."

The deep voice fell with gentleness, and in the next second, Shao Yichen turned around and slashed the blade of his blade towards Ye Meijing's neck.

The aorta was cut, the blood gushed wildly, and the violent flow of life made the already weak Ye Meimei slowly fall down. The body was like a leaf that fell from the top of the tree, drifting and lonely, and finally fell into the man who loved her. in the arms of .

Not to mention Song Ye, who was a few steps away, was shocked, even Ye Jingming didn't think that Shao Yichen would kill him.

"Giggle..." She opened her mouth to say something, but the blood stuck in her throat and only made a grunting sound. Those beautiful eyes stared at the handsome man in front of her, both shocked and puzzled.

Why, why can you kill me, don't you love me...

Feeling her fingers tugging at her clothes tightly, Shao Yichen lowered his eyes and said softly to her, "You have too many sins in your life, I can't let our daughter bear it all, beautiful scenery, I will remember you for the rest of my life. , remember that I love you, remember that I killed you."

Living in this world with sins like this is my punishment for killing you, are you satisfied?

But what if she is not satisfied, Ye Meijing thought empty-handedly, a line of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, feeling the feeling of limbs gradually disappearing, and the night above the sky seemed to be dotted with stars.

She remembered that when she was young, these stars were diamonds, and Shao Yichen learned oil painting for her and gave her a starry sky.

Later, she had the most beautiful gems in the world, embellished on her clothes and hair, but where did the starry sky go...

Her thoughts came to an abrupt end, Shao Yichen didn't know what Ye Meiming was thinking at the moment before her death, but the corners of her mouth were raised, looking up at the sky, as innocent and cute as when she was young.

He gently closed his eyes for her, his fingertips trembling, and he traced her eyebrows carefully.

Eighteen years of infatuation, and eighteen years of grievances, at this moment, are finally over.

Song Ye wiped the rain off her face, and the corner of her mouth tasted a bit of bitterness, but she didn't stay too long, the battle continued, and her blade continued to drink blood.

They do not have any advantage in terms of numbers, and the casualties are heavy. Even if there is rescue, they cannot break through the siege of the army of tens of thousands of power users.

Song Ye turned his eyes to see the devastated scene, and his heart ached.

"Xiaoye, you can't stop it, you go down to the cave." When the next fire dragon came, Qin Zhan suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked the attack for her. A team has been assembled behind him to minimize losses under his command.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

"Now you can only win if you go down and smash the strange stones and make them lose their abilities." Qin Zhan said quickly to Song Ye while facing the enemy.

This is the only way right now.

Song Ye pursed his lips, nodded, and gave Qin Zhan a deep look during the melee, "You have to live."

"You have to live too." Qin Zhan looked back, and in the end he couldn't even reach out and give a hug.