Song Jinyan's eyes flashed, and she covered her lips and smiled: "The master really believes me." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info If I bring you a piece of mortal iron from the palace, the master will never recognize it. After all, Tiantie is such a treasure that the master has never seen. ”

The corners of Yuanchen's lips hooked, and a mockery rose between his eyebrows: "In the chess game, there are only interests." As long as the Lu family is still there, and the five surnames and seven hopes are still there, you and I will never be enemies. Those who are unable to distinguish between the enemy and their own side, and who are still hot-headed and emotional, can only kill themselves. ”

Song Jinyan chuckled: "I, Song Jinyan, am determined to have the word 'right' in order to ask for debts from the Lu family." This kind of thing can only be clear to yourself and your allies, otherwise it will be more dangerous. However, looking at it today, the master has no intention of taking revenge on the Lu family at all. This is not an ally but a passerby, and it is difficult for this palace to move the mind of killing people. Don't take it lightly. ”

Yuanchen didn't care at all about the chill in Song Jinyan's words, but responded lightly: "I didn't promise you that day." Not in the future. I still believe that as long as the agreement is valid, the tip of my sword will never be directed at the five surnames and seven hopes. As for Jieyu's murder and killing...... Hehe, who do you think you're talking to?"

Yuanchen raised his head and grinned at Song Jinyan. Although it was a laugh, the laughter made people's hearts chill. Like a grass bubble hidden in the night, it makes people lose their bones if they are not careful.

If you get this son, you can win the world. The three words of Xiao Fulong are not a waste sword that has been rusted out by twenty years, but a wine that is thicker and more fragrant for a long time.

"Ah, the purchase of this palace is no fun! It's a loss!" Song Jinyan froze for a moment, then smiled like an old bustard, and shook the Jinpa in his hand, "However, Master Yuanchen, tomorrow, I will offer Tiantie with both hands." ”

Yuanchen was stunned: "Didn't Jieyu hear me clearly?As long as the agreement is valid, I will never join forces with Jieyu to take revenge on the Lu family." As for Tiantie, it doesn't matter if Jieyu doesn't want to take it, and I don't necessarily can't get it. ”

Song Jinyan shook her head. She raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to reflect the shadow that had just left: "It's not about the revenge of the Lu family, it's just that this palace simply wants to help you." Because I guessed who the tip of this dagger was aimed at. Hongu is too curious, and Xiao Fulong's hand will also hold the sword. ”

This is a bit inexplicable. But hearing Yuanchen's eyes, he instantly became faint.

The Gao family has children, both civil and military. The small Fulong of the number can win the world. However, in the hands of this son, except for the wooden swords and swords used in martial arts, he has never touched a real sword.

Just because the most poisonous thing is the human heart.

The most heart-killing thing is calculation.

The wound of the sword is only in the flesh and skin, but the poison of calculation is destroyed inside. The sword pierced into the chest of a person, but the calculation could make hundreds of people and thousands of people stand with white bones. After all, the most vulnerable thing is not the flesh * body, but the human heart.

Therefore, Xiao Fulong does not hold a sword, because the strategy in his mind is sharper than the sword.

"I used to look down on swords, and I used to look down on Takefu. It feels like a child playing house, fighting and killing, but not understanding that the sharpest knife is invisible. Yuanchen's fingertips clenched the dagger suddenly, "However, I suddenly realized that the sword is the most direct way, and it is also the most intentional way. It takes time to plan, and it takes time and place to calculate. However, I can't wait. ”

Song Jinyan smiled meaningfully: "Can't wait? Xiao Fulong is not such an impulsive person. ”

"Host Yuanchen won't be like this, and Xiao Fulong won't be like this, but Gao Wanxiu's brother will be like this. Yuanchen's tone suddenly became hoarse, and the bottom of his eyes was smeared with bone-eating sorrow, "As long as Xin Yi is alive and well, I can't stop hating." Seeing her is like seeing Grandma, she is smiling, but Grandma is crying, crying and calling me, brother, brother, the poisonous osmanthus cake is so bitter, and the underworld is so dark and cold...... I can't listen to it for a moment, and I can't stand it for a day. ”

Song Jinyan's face was a little strange. She suddenly remembered that the voice that called her "Yanyan" was gentle, gentle, and gentle, with the pampering of the whole world.

It was her brother-in-law. She once thought that she would never get tired of listening to "Yanyan" for the rest of her life.

However, he was in front of her eyes, pierced by a sword through the heart. Blood spurted onto her face, as warm as the palm he had once touched on top of her head.

But no one called her "Yanyan" anymore.

The murderer is the "Sister Jin" who she once sincerely wished to bring her brother a quiet time, she is happy for him, she looks forward to drinking happy wine every day, and she will be drunk for three days and three nights. However, it was "Sister Jin" who instructed the Shadow Guard to plunge her sword into his chest. It also pierced her in the chest.

From then on, only Song Jieyu was the only one.

Song Jinyan looked at Yuanchen deeply, and the gentleness that swept through her eyes: "Strategy is like an arrow that cannot be guarded against, you are in the dark, the enemy is in the light, you are the undisputed winner." And directly holding the sword in his hand, it is a soldier fighting on the battlefield, and those who do not lose their lives will also be injured in the arm, and even die together. Guru. You're so confused. ”

"Confused?" Yuanchen smiled suddenly, laughing so sadly, as if he had become a tomb sitting there, "Xiao Fulong is smart, and Yuanchen is also smart, but Grandma's brother is a fool, a brother who has lost his sister, and is vulgar and vulgar." ”

Song Jinyan raised her eyes in a trance, the autumn sky was clear, the red maple was like blood, and there seemed to be a gentleman like jade in the dark, slowly returning-

"Yanyan. ”

Song Jinyan smiled suddenly, it was the kind of smile as bright as a child, and the smile made her eyes ripple: "In this world, there is always someone who makes us not like ourselves......"

Yuan Chen stroked the dagger in his hand, his eyes were red silently, he nodded lightly, his eyebrows were clean.

"yes. This is the sorrow of life, but also the happiness of life. ”

A gust of autumn wind rises, and the red leaves flutter around the Buddha Hall, like a blood-stained butterfly in the sky, singing the last elegy.

And when the red leaves blew into the boudoir of the Lu Mansion, the woman in front of the case didn't even roll her eyes, she looked at the iron bowl in her hand with all her attention, as if it was a rare treasure, absorbing all her thoughts.

The maid who stood was bored, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Girl, you see that iron bowl has been almost an hour. Isn't this black bowl used by monks to transform their fate, what is there to see? Could it be that this is the bowl of the Buddha of the Western Heavens?"

The corners of Lu Jin's lips curled, but his eyes were still inseparable from the iron bowl in his hand: "You unobtrusive girl, you should reward you with a few meals, so that you can be punished for the crime of disrespecting the Buddha." This is the monk's karma bowl, but it is not ordinary. ”

Because, this is the sky railway.

Because, this is the bowl that Xin Yi gave to Yuanchen.

However, Lu Jin didn't say these two sentences, and the little maid wanted to ask a few words in a daze, but suddenly heard a commotion in the courtyard, and a female voice with a very heavy smell of wind and dust came from afar: "Miss Lu, my Qiu Sanniang is here to invite you again! Miss Lu!"