"We've been planning for a long time - we wanted you to walk up there comfortably without having to face the truth, but you insisted on coming down, and you failed our good intentions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info, if nothing else, as soon as Young Master Jiang goes today, Xuanyuan Hanyu will be the princess of my little prince's mansion. To tell the truth, Qian has been pure for several years, only this time," he smiled, taking the weapon from Xuanyuan Wujun, "I can't wait." ”

The sword in Jiang Kuo's hand suddenly trembled, and the sharp tip of the sword was inserted into the rock through the hanging **, and it clicked.

"Is he telling the truth?" he said.

Hanyu didn't speak.

"Is it true that I asked you?!" he roared again, and a heart-rending voice echoed through the valley, making people's ears tingle, and everyone took a step back.

She didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

He suddenly laughed, with the desolation and pain of the hero's end, and it took a long time before he stopped.

"I didn't expect that the friendship between you and me for many years is not as good as a sister you have never met...... Perhaps, you've always hated me, right? Since I took you away from the alleys of Suzhou, you've been hating me, right? Since then, you've been thinking about making me doom, right?"

"Jiang Kuo," without waiting for Han Yu to speak, Lin Yuan suddenly spoke, "Maybe for people like you, you have never realized the importance of family affection where blood is thicker than water, it is you who are ruthless, how can you blame others for being unintentional?" ”

"Okay," Jiang Kuo moved, shaking his body with his sword, but he still steadied, raised his head and stared at her, "You want me to die, right?"

She still didn't speak, and the tears that had repeatedly floated were forced down by her, and she looked back at him stubbornly, and the answer was self-evident.

He laughed, self-deprecatingly, his eyes swept around with the blade of his sword. He said in a deep voice, "You all want me to die, right?"

Everyone was forced to take a step back by the sword light, and when they stood firm, they all replied in twos and threes: "Yes." I have to die!"

He laughed, with an arrogance that didn't know the height of the sky, "Come on, you guys go up together!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they are all a little jealous.

"Bad seeds!"

With a low snort, a dark blue figure jumped out and stood a few meters away from him, but on closer inspection, it was a woman in her forties and fifties.

The woman sharpened her sword and said coldly: "Jiang Kuo, my husband and I have been chivalrous and righteous for more than ten years. I have never done anything wrong, I don't want my husband to be murdered, I am the only one left, I have been seeking revenge for many years without success, and I recently learned that the culprit is actually your subordinate. I'm going to kill you today. Let you pay for it with blood!"

As soon as the words fell, the woman suddenly rushed forward, and her pace was extremely fast, approaching instantly.

The crowd was noisy for a while, applauding this woman with strong martial arts and loyal toughness.

Jiang Kuo didn't answer, and suddenly floated backwards, landing on a bulge of the cliff behind him.

"What a handsome light skill!" someone sighed.

The woman was annoyed. With a low shout, she flew to catch up, but by the time she reached the cliff, the red figure had already returned to its original place.

The woman paused, jumped again, and scolded angrily: "If you have the ability, don't hide!"

This time, Jiang Kuo didn't hide again. As soon as the sword in her hand turned, she somehow blocked her sword.

The woman was startled, and scolded the stunned people behind her: "What are you waiting for?!Wait for him to kill you one by one?!"

"I didn't kill your husband. He said suddenly.

This man, who never likes to explain, at this moment, experienced his own failed love. Suddenly, he was very envious of the man in the mouth of the woman in front of him, so he didn't answer, so he explained.

This woman can be held accountable for her husband's unjust death for many years, and the woman he loves has joined forces with others to harm him, hurting him again and again.

Of course, the woman would not listen to his explanation, and she did not have time to listen, because hundreds of people behind her had already begun to pounce on the two, and the sharp sword and hammer smashed at them frequently, separating the two.

Jiang Kuo stopped talking, turned around and fought with the people around him.

Jianghu people are the most tough, revenge this kind of thing, it seems that he can fight without death, his fists are invincible with four hands, he will not last long, he knows that today will be dead.

He fought like a bloodthirsty beast, impartially, without letting or dodging, stabbing with a knife and sword, and was also kicked and punched by others.

The feeling of blood splattering on his face became very painful, and he turned red and began to enjoy the feast.

Only other people's blood and his own injuries can make him feel better, and only the non-stop movement of his body can make his mind have no time to care about other things.

Let him kill, in the form of a man, in front of her, shed the last drop of blood and die.

Will she shed a tear for him?

No, her tears were only shed to deceive him.

But when he thought of every day they had spent together these days, making a wish in front of the Sansheng Stone, eating flower cakes by the lotus pond, listening to the rain on a rainy night, and even sweetening ** together, every cell in his body ached.

Everything was a lie, and all the sweetness and warmth he thought he had were fake......

He suddenly roared, and his moves became extremely vicious, killing him.

The people around them were frightened by this arrogant momentum, and gradually they all took a step back, and circled the enraged lion in the middle, trying to find a flaw and join forces to kill him.

"Kill!" he yelled, "Come on!"

His eyes were scarlet, his hair was flying, and the red robe had already fallen from his body, and the same fiery single coat on his body had been stained with blood and turned dark red.

Blood dripped from the corners of his clothes and smashed into the snow, and the mink hair on the hanging ** had been stained with blood, and there was a ** or dead body lying on it.

The hand that had been cut by the blade of the sword clung to the sword, and the blood that had been coagulated connected the hand and the sword together, as if it was born, and the whole person looked like an ogre who came out of the Shura field, exuding the smell of hell.

Where was the last time you killed someone like this?

The night Ye Fu was killed four years ago, or the night four years later when he led the crowd to burn the prefect's soldiers and horses?

Every time I kill leisurely, I can do it with ease, but today's appearance is the most embarrassing.

For more than 20 years, this time was the most embarrassing and the most completely lost.

He had already lost, and from the moment he fell in love with her, it meant failure.

He suddenly remembered what Uncle Jiang had said to him.

At the age of twelve, he met a woman he loved but couldn't love, and died at her hands at the age of his death.

Is that what you mean?

He smiled.

If you choose again. Will it still be done?

Yes.

No hesitation in answering.

So he lost a long time ago, from the moment he was born, he had already lost, lost completely.

If you are tempted, you will lose. Infatuation will die!

This kills people's love!

Ye Fu and Nian Nian died to love him, and he died to love her.

Die for loving her.

Tears fell from the face covered by long hair.

Then die.

He shifted his sword from his numb right hand and slashed defiantly at the group.

Once again, the crowd struck up, and those who had lost their companions were even more courageous.

He couldn't care about the front and behind him, and someone stabbed the sword into his arm from behind, where he had been injured that night.

Suddenly, I remembered the scene when she blocked the knife for him.

She actually blocked the knife for him in order to deceive him.

She wanted him to die so much, even at the cost of her life.

He was stunned for a moment, and the people behind him invariably stabbed their swords into his chest.

He staggered forward, came back to his senses, and saw two swords piercing through his chest. One wide and the other narrow, penetrating his body.

A salty liquid gushed out of his mouth, and the sword seemed to penetrate his internal organs, blood gushing out of his mouth.

He fell to his knees and sat down in the cold snow. Suddenly I remembered what she had said to him.

"Do you like snowy days?"

"Do you like to sleep in the snow?"

"Then it's snowy. ”

It turned out to be this meaning.

She was choosing a resting place for him.

Such an obvious anomaly, he didn't even suspect it at all.

The words she said when she approached him were so affectionate that they shouldn't have been what she would say, but he believed them.

Before leaving, she did not let him take the guards, and this morning she insisted on leaving the inn...... There were so many anomalies, and he didn't even suspect any of them.

He's so stupid. Such a stupid person, damn it.

He was hopelessly stupid, because he thought that she had followed his wishes and let him die in the snow, and that she had asked him if he wanted to sleep in the snow......

He was so happy.

He actually laughed.

The crowd stopped moving. Weapons of persistence surrounded him in the middle.

They won't do it anymore because they know he's going to die.

It's finally time to pause for a while.

He clutched his chest and touched the half of the chrysanthemum jade pendant he had in his heart.

Should I give it back to her, or should I not pay it back?

If you don't pay it back, let him be selfish. Pretend to forget, and take it to the Yellow Springs.

If he didn't mention it, would she have forgotten to give him back the wrench, and then it would have been able to live with her for him.

Don't give it back to him anymore.

He closed his eyes.

Don't give it back to him.

The last time she gave it back to him, the heartache was still fresh in her mind.

That wrench, has found its owner, it belongs to the person he loves, not to him.

It's a pity that he is not the person she loves.

Who is the person she loves?

It should be a blog post.

Lin Yuan said that she was going to be the princess, did she mean it?

Lin Yuan loves Leng Xiang, but she has to replace her with the same face?

She shouldn't have gone to the capital with Lin Yuan, she should ...... Should I go back to Suzhou...... Should go to the blog post.

He opened his eyes, looked at the figure in the distance that was still standing straight, and smiled.

Laughed a lot.

"I'm going to die...... Are you happy?"

She didn't speak.

That's her, and she never likes to talk to him.

But he knew that she should be happy, that he was going to die, and that her wish would not be granted?