Phantom Night frowned, there was such an unbearable secret in this world.

"How about it, do you want to cooperate? Destroying the Shadow is a good thing for you, at least, you don't have to worry anymore, someone will threaten you in the name of the Jing family."

Phantom Night frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Destroy it, and the moon won't have to worry about it anymore, right?

L City, cemetery.

The cool breeze blows through the grass, bringing a hint of fragrance.

Among the blue grass, there are smooth steps, which extend all the way to the cemetery. It was not a weekend, and there were very few people who came to pay their respects, and the whole cemetery looked empty.

In the silence, a black shadow quietly approached the cemetery.

The woman held the white chrysanthemum in her hand, walked up the steps step by step, the shallow wind ruffled her long hair, revealing a clean and beautiful face, her expression was very cold, but her eyes showed sadness.

Walking through the long steps, the woman stood still in front of a tombstone, and then she bent down, placed the white chrysanthemum in her arms in front of the three tombstones, stroked the black and white photos on the tombstones, and raised a slight smile, "Dad, Mom, brother, Xiaoyue has come to see you, how are you doing over there?" ”

The silent cemetery, only the wind whispers.

The woman smiled in a low voice, took out a few plates of pastries from the bracelet, and said softly: "When I was young, I liked to eat osmanthus cake the most, Mom, you will always make it for me, I always remember that taste, but after I was ten years old, I never ate it again"

She whispered, her eyes were unconsciously red, she sniffed hurriedly, took out two bottles of wine from the bracelet, opened one of the bottles to two glasses, and smiled reluctantly: "Dad, this is your favorite bamboo leaf green, I went to the place of origin, the taste is very pure, Xiaoyue has a drink with you"

The sake enters the throat, and it is hot and spicy to the throat.

"Look, Satsuki can drink with you now"

She smiled briskly, but tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, the lost family affection will never come back, and the occurrence of the fire made everything nothing.

Her relatives, her innocence, were all extinguished in that fire.

Taking a light breath and suppressing the sourness in her heart, the woman stood up, walked to the tombstone on the edge, and stared at the black and white silhouette on the tombstone with a soft gaze.

The young man on the tombstone has handsome eyebrows, and his deep eyes shine like stars.

She bent down, stroked the young man's handsome eyebrows and eyes, and whispered softly: "Brother"

A gentle whisper, mixed with longing and feelings.

She was only 10 years old in the year of the fire, and her sixteen-year-old brother sent her out of the smoke-filled house and told her not to come back.

That brave back became the last memory he left to her.

The memory left by the boy was too deep, so when the boy, who was also sixteen, took her hand and asked her if she would like to go with him, she nodded earnestly.

At that time, she naively thought that she would have a second 'brother', and that the boy named Xiu would also spoil her and protect her like an older brother.

But when she saw him kill with her own eyes, she knew that her dream was shattered.

The person who loved her the most died, and from then on she was left to her own.

It was from that moment that she hid her name and became the Shadow Ace Killer Silver Moon.

Recalling the past, the woman laughed self-deprecatingly, she kept saying that the cultivation obsession was too deep, why not herself? I don't want to go back in time, but I can't withdraw from my memories.

Really, it's useless.