One day half a month later, Xiao Jian appeared in front of Xue Rou again, but at this time, Xiao Jian was covered in blood, and his breath was very weak, as if he was about to leave this world in the next moment.

His first and only sentence after seeing Xue Rou was "Hurry up", and after saying that, he fainted. Fortunately, Xue Rou helped him in time so that he didn't fall.

Although Xue Rou didn't know why, she still left her residence with Xiao Jian.

Soon after they left, Xue Rou's house was burned to the ground.

For the next month, Xue Rou was taking care of Xiao Jian, but she still didn't say anything, but she also knew why Xiao Jian didn't come to her.

It was his birthday, and he was going to go to Xue Rou, but his parents stopped him and asked him to meet him.

He didn't go, which caused the anger of his parents, who beat him up. He even told his parents that he would not marry the woman if he was killed, and his parents were angry and scolded the unfilial son, and the shot became heavier and heavier, until he couldn't get up to do it. His parents also seemed to know about him and Xue Rou, so they sent someone to find Xue Rou's residence, intending to kill Xue Rou to get rid of the trouble. Only when Xue Rou died, Xiao Jian, as the eldest son, would obediently take responsibility, but the matter was told to Xiao Jian by a servant, and Xiao Jian reluctantly escaped to let Xue Rou escape.

Xue Rou didn't know why the previous resentment had disappeared at this moment, and there was even a trace of self-blame, could it be that he was really so unbearable in his heart, why did he not want to believe him.

Xiao Jian's injuries gradually healed, but the family's pursuers also came. The two of them began to live a life of escape, and along the way, Xue Rou also ignored Xiao Jian.

Xiao Jian didn't care, but since then, Xiao Jian has become a servant from a son, he has to find food by himself every day and learn to bake food by himself.

But what made him happy was that although Xue Rou was reluctant to speak to him, every time he handed her the food, she would silently take it and eat it.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Jun and the others naturally didn't know that Xiao Jian's craftsmanship came from like this, they only knew that the food Xiao Jian made was delicious, but they didn't know that it was because he loved his wife that he had such craftsmanship.

Xiao Jian would also buy some jewelry for Xue Rou, and Xue Rou would unceremoniously take it and put it in her own ring, but Xue Rou never wore it once. didn't explain anything, although Xiao Jian was curious, he was still happy to give Xue Rou a piece of jewelry, and Xue Rou also accepted it all without saying a word. This is also the reason why Xiao Jian took Xiao Yan everywhere to buy jewelry.

The two of them maintained this special relationship like this and practiced together for more than a year.

Finally one day, Xiao Jian made up his mind to propose to Xue Rou, Xue Rou looked at Xiao Jian, and only said four words after half a day: "I agreed." ”

The simple four words brought Xiao Jian back to heaven from hell at once, he was ready to be rejected, but Xue Rou's answer made him feel that he was dreaming, and if it was a dream, he really didn't want to wake up.

However, three days later, Xiao Jian found that this was indeed not a dream, because Xue Rou had already appeared in front of him in a wedding dress. Her wedding dress was not luxurious, it was not beautiful, but she made it herself.

This wedding did not have the blessings of parents and relatives, the congratulations of friends, and the testimony of villagers, but it was so different, so special, and it was Xiao Jian's happiest time.

After marriage, Xue Rou cared more about Xiao Jian, worked hard to become a good wife, and was no longer indifferent to Xiao Jian, but more and more gentle. As for the gifts given to her by Xiao Jian, Xiao Jian didn't ask, he believed Xue Rou.

In the escape, their cultivation also increased rapidly, and the swordsmanship of both of them improved greatly, and finally they both became Dou Emperor.

But coming to a new continent also meant a new beginning, and they met different soldiers who had to take them to different places. Xiao Jian was reluctant in every way, and Xue Rou promised to go there to see and then go to him. But he personally experienced the three super positions in the Xiao clan and faced them to suppress them, so he realized how stupid his decision was, although Xue Rou was stronger than him, he was by no means their opponent, and when he met again, Xue Rou seemed to have returned to the indifferent Xue Rou before.

"Have you really decided? You're not the same Xue Rou you used to be. Xiao Jian looked at Xue Judao.

"I'm still Xue Rou, but I'm not the Xue Rou you know. Come on, this is our last battle, your surname is Xiao and my surname is Xue, Xiao Xue is not separate, we will fight again in three years, that time will be the battle between our two families and when we will end. Xue Rou's hand raised a long sword, and the sharp sword seemed to cut everything around him into nothingness.

"No need, we will fight again in three years, my swordsmanship is due to you, I don't want to use your swordsmanship against you. Xiao Jian said.

"And it seems that these things are no longer necessary. A large number of jewels flashed out of Xiao Jian's ring, and Xiao Jian threw them directly into the air.

If anyone is watching from the sidelines, they will definitely see a beautiful rain of jewelry.

In the rain, a beautiful woman's long hair fluttered like a fairy who does not eat the world, without a trace of the breath of fireworks in the world, which is amazing.

In the rain, a handsome man was iron-clad like a wonder man who saved the people, without the slightest cowardice to retreat, elegant and chic.

This should be a match made in heaven, and the jewel rain should be a witness to their love, but here it is a separation.

Time passed very slowly at this moment, very slowly, Xue Rou looked at the jewels in the sky and there seemed to be something more in her eyes, but it flashed.

Xiao Jian looked at Xue Rou in front of him, and paused on her hands for a moment after looking at her from head to toe, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Xue Rou, Hushu shu, the old guys of the Xue family are not qualified to write, and you are not qualified to write, I am going to write it myself today. Xiao Jian said coldly.

The pile of paper in his hand was thrown into the sky, and Xiao Jian's hand looked at the sky with an extra sword, and the pile of paper almost turned into two halves. They fell to the ground one after another, four of them were still preserved, two were put into his own ring by Xiao Jian, and the other two fell slowly on Xue Rou's body.