Meng Xiao put away his long sword, restrained his cultivation, and walked on the street, as if he had become a mortal in the market.

He walked towards the center of Dazhou, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the Second Prince's Mansion.

Meng Xiao probed slightly, seized the opportunity to turn in from outside the wall, walked along the forest to the side hall of the mansion, and walked towards the east wing where the guest lived in the guest house.

Meng Xiao was worried in his heart: "Most of the prince's mansion has masters, I must be careful, when I see that Fan Fan is safe, Chu Chu will leave happily!"

Meng Xiao knew that this kind of sneaking into other people's mansions was not advisable, so he released his spiritual power and searched for Zheng Chuchu's traces on a large scale.

"Huh, a Jindan?"

Arriving at the east wing, Meng Xiao suddenly heard a noise coming from the back of the house, judging from the sound, there were several women and a few men.

Meng Xiao slowly entered along the passage of the third wing room and disappeared into the front hall.

The moment Meng Xiao sneaked into the prince's mansion, the owner of the mansion felt that it was a middle-aged man in an imperial robe, and he was the brother of the monarch of the dynasty.

The young and middle-aged voice called, "Huan'er." ”

The second prince walked out, walked respectfully in front of the middle-aged man, and asked, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man asked: "Huan'er, have you offended Meng Xiao, the lord of Jiangzhou Mansion?"

"Just a moment ago, he sneaked into your mansion and went straight to the east wing. ”

The middle-aged name is Han Feiyu, who is a master of the Jindan period, lacks combat methods, and has not been listed on the god list, but he is still a big man in South Korea and can call the wind and rain.

The middle-aged man is quite skilled in dealing with political affairs, and he also has unique views on stabilizing the border passes, and is known as the Flying Rain King.

The middle-aged brother, Han Xiao, is the monarch of the dynasty, much stronger than him, and is the sixth person on the god list.

The second prince suddenly replied: "It's okay uncle, I think that Meng Jianxian is here to find his wife and children, and it is about Li Xiaoyao." ”

"In order to prevent conflict between the two, you may need to intervene if necessary, uncle. ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said: "Although I am a Jindan period monk, I am inferior to this Meng Jianxian in terms of attack, and against it, I may only be able to barely protect myself." ”

The middle-aged man groaned and recalled: "I heard that your staff member Li Xiaoyao held a big red wedding not long ago to marry the third lady?"

"That woman used to be Meng Xiao's wife?"

The second prince nodded, showing a look of embarrassment.

Han Feiyu weighed the pros and cons and said, "A woman is not a big deal, but Jian Xiu has a lonely and quirky personality, people are like swords, they are usually tendons, and it is inevitable that they can't turn around." ”

"Meng Xiao is a Jindan Xiaocheng sword cultivator, ranked fifteenth on the god list, and there is an old ancestor of the Lijiang Sword Sect behind him, His Majesty appointed him as the lord of Jiangzhou Mansion, just to try his best to win him over. ”

"Li Xiaoyao, who is also a sword cultivator, is not as good as Meng Xiao's achievements, but his talent is equally amazing, given time, maybe he is another Jindan period sword cultivator. ”

The middle-aged man walked out of the door, stared at the east wing, and said: "Li Xiaoyao, is the nephew who laughs wildly, there is a demire cloud behind him, the fifth on the god list, even the imperial brother is extremely afraid!"

The middle-aged man looked bitter: "These two people are not easy to mess with, if they are not handled well, my royal family will suffer losses." ”

He looked

The second prince hurriedly said: "You will tell me all the things between Li Xiaoyao and Zheng Chuchu without omission." ”

......

Behind the east chamber, a firewood room.

"Little slut, you second-hand goods, if you don't take a mirror to take a good look at yourself, do you think you are really the third lady in the family?"

The woman pointed to the subordinate beside her and urged, "Give me a whip, whip him ten times." ”

The subordinate hesitated a little, glanced at the woman, and then looked at the whip that was already stained with blood in his hand, and wondered: "Big lady, she ...... She is the third lady. ”

The woman was angry, slapped the subordinate in the face, and scolded non-stop.

Next to the woman, a gorgeously dressed noble cigarette holder chuckled: "Sister, this person is not like you at all, only promised, not happy." ”

The woman turned around and instructed another subordinate with a ruler: "Hit, hit me hard, I'll be responsible if something goes wrong!"

The middle-aged man with the bamboo ruler was entangled for a moment, and then waved a foot on the woman's body.

The woman was tied to a large pillar, and there were already several blood marks on her body, and after receiving this foot, blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and her face was pale and miserable.

"Sister, are you relieved? The woman took a step back to avoid being splashed with blood, and said, "Xiaoyao was married seven days ago, gave her a name, and married her." ”

"You and I, as sisters, have to treat this sister well in the future. ”

The woman who was called the elder sister was even more angry, snatched the whip from the man's hand, swung it vigorously, and struck the woman on the breast.

"Little goblin, I don't know what kind of charm you used to hook up with Xiaoyao, and you still want to serve with me. The woman drew another whip and continued, "Can't you follow that Broken Arm Sword Immortal? ”

"Do you think that Xiaoyao Ming Media is marrying you and letting you pass through the door, which is really acknowledging you as a little slut?"

The woman stroked the whip in her hand and said coldly: "You squeezed my knees with me at night and told me that this is just a measure of rights." He was drunk next to the Dongting River that day, met you in a hazy way, took you for me, and did something confused, ** to you, I wanted to kill you, but I didn't think that you were the wife of Meng Jianxian. ”

"Slut, in this way, you should really be grateful to that Broken Arm Sword Immortal, if it weren't for his fame, you would have been buried in the belly of the fish in the Dongting River, how could you live to this day. ”

The second lady said abruptly: "Yes, sister, if I were you, I would not abandon such a good man." ”

On the stigma, Zheng Chuchu shed two lines of clear tears, and the teardrops washed the makeup on his face, leaving two red marks, and finally ticked on the ground, and bounced up like beans.

The pain on her body is nothing to Zheng Chuchu, she is an acquired sword cultivator, these whips and a few feet will not kill, what really makes her desperate is the pain in her heart.

She has never changed her mind, nor has she ever liked Li Xiaoyao, and there is only Meng Xiao in her heart from beginning to end.

On that day, Meng Xiao left a desperate letter, she mourned for three days, and took Meng Fan out of the house

Jiang entered the Dongting River and embarked on a journey to find Meng Xiao.

She had a plan, but she couldn't find Meng Xiao, so she raised Meng Fan alone, taught her son to read and write, became a literati, lived an ordinary life, and depended on each other for the rest of her life.

She didn't betray Meng Xiao in the most difficult moments, she was infatuated, single-minded, and loved someone, and she was that person in this life.

Zheng Chuchu took Meng Fan to the world, but unexpectedly met Li Xiaoyao, who defiled her and forcibly occupied her body.

After that night, the woman thought about committing suicide, but unexpectedly, the news of Meng Xiao came out from the Lijiang Sword Sect, not only did Lang Jun not die in the past, but comprehended the world of swordsmanship, turned the tide, and saved the sword faction from fire and water.

Zheng Chuchu was selfish, thinking about seeing Meng Xiao again, and she would commit suicide after seeing each other.

A few days later, the news that Meng Xiaolian had killed the two pavilion masters of the Starfall Pavilion came out, and it was on that day that Li Xiaoyao changed his attitude towards her, no longer regarded her as a commodity, and even held a big wedding, announcing that the world would marry her and let her have a name.

Zheng Chuchu knew very well in his heart that this man had no friendship for her, let alone guilt, only fear.

Because of Meng Xiao, he was afraid of trouble, so he married her in the name of the right person.

She also thought about finding Meng Xiao to explain the reason and begging for forgiveness, but she knew that Meng Xiao was temperamental and would not let her be wronged, and she would definitely find Li Xiaoyao to settle the score.

Li Xiaoyao is a disciple of Izuku Yun, a nephew who laughs wildly!

Zheng Chuchu swallowed the blood in his mouth and said sadly: "What is the meaning of my life, it is better to die." ”

The woman was in a trance, and changed her words: "No, I can't die, what should I do if I die? He is still young, he can't live without his mother." ”

She focused her eyes and dried the tears in her eyes: "Meng Xiao, I'm sorry for you." ”

The woman didn't dare to think about it, she didn't dare to think about what the future would be like, she planned to take Meng Fan to flee and live in the southern state, away from here.

"Little goblin, the big eyes are so godly, and they are really similar to my eyes, no wonder Xiaoyao will ** you. The woman is very good at talking, and in a few words, she fabricates completely new facts, turning Li Xiaoyao into a victim and pushing Zheng Chuchu to the opposite side of morality.

I saw her pull out a dagger from her waist, and the tip of the knife was forced to Zheng Chuchu's pretty face.

"Sister, don't-"

The woman comforted: "Don't worry, good sister, the little goblin is Meng Jianxian's old wife, and I don't dare to provoke it, how dare I take her life."

She stepped forward, carefully looked at Zheng Chuchu's handsome face, delicate facial features, and said, "Give the little goblin a few stabs in the face, and she won't be able to go out and harm others." ”

"Sister is really a good idea, Xiaoyao Langjun is in retreat, and he once said that this woman is a heart robbery for him. ”

"Now that the catastrophe has passed, Lang Jun has ushered in an opportunity to break through, maybe when we meet again, it will already be a different realm. ”

She no longer blocked it, but added fuel to the fire: "Sister, we have the backing of freedom, don't be afraid of that Meng Xiao." ”

"Even if that young man appears in front of you and me with a long sword in his hand, what are you afraid of? There are two princes behind us, and there is the Izumo Sword Sect—"

Bang bang.

Suddenly, the firewood in the entire firewood room turned into a piece of wooden piers, the doors were torn one after another, and the window paper and door frames festered into debris one after another.

Whew.

The entire firewood room was leveled in an instant, and a large stream of wind blew in from the only remaining wooden frame, causing the two women's robes to fly, and the whips in the women's hands fluttering.

"Who is it?"

"Who dares to create Li Jianxian's wing?"

The two women turned and looked out the door, and against the sun, they saw a young man standing at the doorpost.

The young man held the sword in his left hand, but his right arm disappeared and was severed from his arm.

How smart the two women were, from the young man's appearance and appearance, he guessed a rough idea.

Dingding.

The dagger in the eldest lady's hand fell, and the second lady lost her face and hid behind the eldest lady.

"You...... You are Meng Xiao!"

"Meng Jianxian?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Strongest Truth and Taoism" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~