It seems that he was shocked by An Lingluo's introduction, and the crowd did not happen for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The person in charge was stunned for two seconds, and then sneered, "You are the daughter of that demon woman." After speaking, he glanced at the crowd behind him, "You are still young, get out of the way, we are here to find that demon woman of the Xue family." ”

An Lingluo frowned, "At the door of someone else's house, scolding the master as a demon woman, this is the reason why you condemn our mother and daughter?" An Lingluo's small body had no intention of moving away, and Chen Qiqi beside him subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to cover the eyes of those people looking up and down with her body. An Lingluo calmly put his hand on Chen Qiqi's shoulder, revealing a smile, "Qiqi, you step back first." However, Chen Qiqi looked at her with worried eyes, although she was a little girl's body, but her consciousness was clear and mature, now in this situation, it was impossible for her to get out of the way, once An Lingluo said something to stimulate these people, these people swarmed in... The consequences were unimaginable.

The moment Chen Qiqi thought about it, the crowd was already surging and noisy, faintly mixed with ugly and mocking words.

"You say my mother is a witch, so let's talk about it. An Lingluo slowly moved his steps, word by word.

"In the eighty-seventh year of the Xiuli calendar, my father was eighteen years old, that was the first time my father went to the battlefield, he said, the people on the battlefield, whether they are enemies or me, are all red-eyed, everyone remembers the enemy's general's clothes in their hearts, the red collar, their persistence on that battlefield is to take this person's head among the tens of thousands of soldiers with silver collars, then that war, it will be over..." There was a light rain in the sky, falling on the ground, splashing a big splash, Mian'er just looked at the young lady beside her quietly, with a trace of tears in her eyes on her small face, but with a proud smile on the corner of her mouth.

And when the people in the crowd heard the life of King Minghui, no one spoke, and they just stared at An Lingluo angrily. If the gaze can tear a person apart and strip them naked, then now people seem to look at her with such a gaze, even if she is straight in the rain. "It's such a person, a person who wants to fight for the country, when he was a child, he practiced martial arts diligently, and then galloped on the battlefield, eighty-seven years, it was the first battle of my father's life, he said, the leader of the leader of the red collar has been soaked in blood, dying, the two sides are fighting, no one sees this scene, only eighteen-year-old father, resolutely took off the general's collar, and brought it to his body, the general is not dead, the morale is not extinguished, and that one, is the father's eighteen-year-old battle of fame, and that war, guarded the beauty of the Dynasty's empty Jiaocheng, the beauty of the city's hub city, keep the name of the city's 80,000 people, the emperor named his father as the general Minghui, with his own strengthDefend a piece of land, this is my father!" muttered Anlingluo.

The wind made the door behind him clang, and this rain began to slam on the ground, as if to wake up these people who had been confused. And the faces of the listeners were already shocked, and they all compared King Minghui to the talisman of the beautiful dynasty, and it was this mother and daughter who defiled King Minghui's magnificent life.

"This is King Minghui's record, what does it have to do with you, the day you are here is just the shame of King Minghui's life, let you get out, it is also for the reputation of the prince. Someone in the crowd shouted, and after a brief silence, more people began to chim.

"You are the shame of the prince!" "Get out of Donghua!"

An Lingluo gently wiped the rain on his face, and continued, "In the ninety-first year of the Xiuli royal calendar, my father has experienced large and small battles and has become the military god in the hearts of all the people of the Xiuli Dynasty, and at this time, the army led by my father is stranded on the frontier, and my father looks at the soldiers who are becoming silent and emaciated, and comforts them, it doesn't matter, food, water and reinforcements will all come.... The people of the whole city brought the surplus grain from their families to the army, and the father just smiled and said, after eating a mouthful of food from the people, they did a share for the people, and they took the dynasty's money, that is, they took that part of the grain from the people's money, and now they will not accept this ration. The father smiled and rejected the kindness of the people, and said to the soldiers, "Our duty is to protect the people, where to eat the food that the people need." ”

An Lingluo said this, and glanced at the crowd lightly. "My father said that his duty was to protect the people, and where would he eat the food that the people needed.... My father, without reservation, even with his net worth name, all pinned on the sword, he fought on the battlefield for the people he guarded, he comforted the homesick soldiers in the barracks, and he comforted the worried people outside the barracks. Such a person, he is my father .... From childhood to adulthood, I stroked my father's armor and asked my mother, when my father would come back, and my mother always told me, come soon, you see when the people will make a stove to celebrate, set off a cannon parade, that is our hero is back..."

An Lingluo's tears were in his eyes, "This is the kind of father, in his life, he only has a mother and a wife, and only I have a daughter, he will accompany me when he comes back from the battlefield, tell me stories, he will not tell the bloody wind and rain on the battlefield, until he sees the news of his father's death... I just knew, it turned out, the battlefield can really swallow the names of so many people, including my God of War father.... The father finally said that he did not regret it ... I don't regret spilling my blood on my homeland, defending this land and protecting many lives .... That's the kind of person ... You're going to take away his only family... Yes, my father never said how much he loved his mother, but for the sake of his mother, my father rejected how many daughters of good families, yes, my mother was the daughter of a merchant, but my father gave everything to you, but you can't even give them this, I am my father's only flesh and blood, but you have weapons, you came here, to drive us away... Dare to ask, what have we done, what have we done to hurt heaven and reason, so that you are so humiliated and dissatisfied with us, if everyone thinks that the hero's life should be dedicated to you, does he not even have the right to choose his own family? He has given everything to you, and you will even take away the home of our last memory? My father died on the battlefield and died on the battlefield, but you even drove out his only wife and daughter.... This.. Is this your gratitude? Is this your respect for King Minghui?"

An Lingluo's gaze was locked tightly on the crowd, her eyes were sad, sad, and indignant, with all the rebuke, "Is this the answer you want?"

The crowd had long since fallen silent, only the raindrops fell on everyone, soaking their countenances, and even dripping into their hearts, drop after drop, drop after drop, as if to drip through this heart to see if it was wrapped in crimson.

"A man should die in the wilderness, and bury his ears in horse leather. My father used to say this, I never understood what my father meant, but when I saw my father.... I suddenly understood .... What is a man, such a man who stands up to the sky, is my eternal hero... But he is so pitiful now, because there is a lost people, the people whom he really cares about, who want to drive away his only wife and daughter... In the name of defending his reputation. An Lingluo's eyes flashed, and he pointed to the sky, "Look at God, isn't this him mourning for my father? I am thirteen years old, and my father has been with me for thirteen years, and every time he comes back and hugs me high, he will say to me, "Suzura, you are my pride, why do we father and daughter are each other's pride, but you people want to drive me away!" This is my home, I, my father, my mother, we have lived together for thirteen years..."

"I'll never see my father again...."An Lingluo's tears suddenly welled up, the sadness that had been suppressed in her heart, after experiencing the sadness of two lifetimes, all broke out like that, An Lingluo didn't cry, her tears merged with the rain, the crowd suddenly quieted down, everyone looked at the little woman who was wet in the rain, her thin shoulders seemed to be still trembling, but her lips were pursed, and her eyes were firm.

"Miss...."Mian'er just sat on the ground, hung her head, and kept shouting, "Miss.... Miss..."Mian'er was crying, she suppressed her crying, but her shrugged shoulders could see how uncomfortable she was, Chen Qiqi slowly squatted down, gently wrapped Mian'er in her arms, patted her back, and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, he will always be our greatest master..."

The subordinates who followed An Lingluo also shed tears and wept, and the sound of crying echoed at the door of the entire palace.

In a small body, it can burst out such a strong shout, question, and ask everyone who is angry and speechless.

The person who took the lead couldn't help but feel that his eyes were moist, everyone knew that King Minghui's life was really dedicated to the Xiuli Dynasty, dedicated to every war, when he died, the whole country was sad, and even the common people spontaneously organized, in the palace, in Donghua City, in the large and small cities of the Xiuli Dynasty, there were all the voices of sorrow.

With a long sigh, before the leader could speak, someone in the crowd had already knelt down, banging his life, as if he had exhausted all his strength. "King Minghui's battle of Jingji saved our family, and our family came to Donghua to live in peace since then, and everything now is because the prince did not give up Jingji City, and he captured the city and rescued us for the sake of the local people.... And now, I'm actually doing this to the only daughter of the prince, I'm really... Really...."The man's shoulders were already drenched in the rain, he lowered his head, his fingers clenched his knees, his face buried in the whole ground, he kept kowtowing, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Miss An, please forgive me...."

There was a discussion in the crowd, "I urinated at such a young age without a father, King Minghui died, and my relatives must be the saddest..." An Lingluo stopped crying, stepped forward, and helped up the person who kept kowtowing, "I understand, I understand." ”

The man raised his head and looked at An Lingluo, his dark eyes were transparent, and his orange eyes seemed to have a tolerance that saw everything, and he burst into tears, "I am... What am I doing? Lord Wang...."An adult, kneeling in front of An Lingluo, howling and crying....

The surrounding cries turned into restrained choking, and everyone who bowed their heads looked at An Lingluo.... No one mentions who dares to leave the house... Everyone looked at An Lingluo with such a tacit understanding, as if she was the commander, as if she gave an order, they turned their heads and left... And the little woman just didn't say a word, quietly looking at the crying person in front of her.... (To be continued.) )