Zhang Xiaofeng was originally a reasonable woman, and Mo Thirteen Mei's teaching to her made her more graceful and generous. "Go ahead, the children have me. ”

No matter how many parents there are, the admiration of children for their parents will not change, and they cannot watch them fall into danger and ignore them.

"But ......"

"Where did you get so much?"

Zhang Xiaofeng was flustered in her heart, but she knew that when the matter came, she couldn't escape, she couldn't avoid it, and she couldn't tolerate the slightest fear, so she could only move forward.

"You said that if they forcibly rushed in, they couldn't be stopped with your martial arts, and if it wasn't by force, then there would be no problem with me and Steward Zheng in the house. Besides, it's all just your guess, they may not be here tonight. ”

Zhen Baozhu stomped his feet anxiously on the side, "Second brother, let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late." ”

Zhen Zhenhai held Zhang Xiaofeng's hand, "If there is something at home, send someone to call me, and I will come back as soon as I finish dealing with the affairs over there, you wait for me." ”

Zhen Zhenhai accompanied Zhen Baozhu and five soldiers to the Zhen family's old mansion in great strides.

Zhen Zhenhai accompanied Zhen Baozhu and five soldiers to the Zhen family's old mansion in great strides.

An hour ago, the Zhen family's old house.

When Zhang Molin stepped into the Zhen family's old house, it was already very late at night, but his beloved woman curled up by the stove with a big belly to wash dishes. An old lady next to her cursed uncleanly.

"I thought you were carrying a golden egg in your belly, but I didn't find it a wild seed, and I don't know where the dirty thing came from and wants to climb our Zhen family. ”

Xiaoqian struggled to wash and bent over, without saying a word, but Mrs. Zhen still wanted to die, she kicked the dishwashing basin over, and the sewage spilled Xiaoqian's body.

Xiao Qian is the person Zhang Molin holds on the tip of his heart, how can he allow others to be so bullied, he was angry, took out his sword and stabbed at Mrs. Zhen.

"Mo Lin, don't ......" Xiao Qian shouted loudly, but Zhang Mo Lin slashed angrily, even if he wanted to retreat, it was too late, and the old lady Zhen returned to the west.

Mrs. Zhen died, and she still had a vicious expression on her face until she died. Xiao Qian's shout shouted at the rest of the Zhen family's old mansion.

Zhen Zhenyuan and Old Man Zhen ran to the kitchen when they heard Xiao Qian's voice, only to see two strangers standing in the kitchen of Zhen's house, one holding a blood-dripping sword, the other wearing a black cloak and veil, and Old Lady Zhen fell in a pool of blood.

Zhen Zhenyuan instinctively rushed forward to protect Xiao Qian behind him, but the old man Zhen turned around and fled, he shouted as he ran, "Kill someone, kill someone......"

Zhang Molin stabbed Old Man Zhen in the thigh with a sword again, "Shut up, otherwise even you will be killed." ”

Old man Zhen fell to the ground, he covered his wound and trembled, not daring to say more.

Zhen Zhenyuan pretended to be calm, "Who are you, you actually broke into our house late at night to kill people!"

Xiao Qian lowered her eyes and was silent, Zhang Molin's heart was on fire, he came to see her with joy, how could this woman be so indifferent!

Zhang Molin yelled at Zhen Zhenyuan: "You can't talk here!"

"This is my home, my wife, my parents!

Zhang Molin raised his eyebrows unhappily and sneered: "Your wife, Xiaoqian, whose wife are you?!!

When Zhen Zhenyuan talked about his wife, under the veil, Zhang Xiaofeng's face was distorted, and at this moment she hated the sky.

Zhen Zhenyuan, a man who turned his back on her Zhang Xiaofeng, ignored their young daughter, and now, their daughters have been sold and died, but he, the father, has already married a new love! He really deserves to die!

Zhang Xiaofeng almost gritted his teeth, and barely resisted the urge to rush over and bite Zhen Zhenyuan.

"No matter who you are from Xiaoqian, it's all in the past! Now Xiaoqian is my wife!"

Xiao Qian's acquiescence made Zhang Molin crazy, and he swung his sword again.

Zhen Zhenyuan has an extra blood mark on his body, which will not be fatal, but it will definitely hurt his heart.

"Your wife?"

"Yes, my!"

Another sword, "Your wife?"

"Yes, my, my ......"

......

Zhang Molin slashed Zhen Zhenyuan five or six swords, and Zhen Zhenyuan bit Xiao Qian to death is his wife.

Zhang Molin was injured by Zhen Zhenyuan, but Zhen Zhendao in the secret was even more frightened, he heard the shouts of the old lady Zhen, and when he hesitated, the situation changed, his mother died, his father was injured, and the third child was also drawn like a blood gourd.

Zhen Zhendao knelt in front of the door and leaned against the door, shaking like a convulsion. He hugged Li Zhaodi and shouted: "You can't go out! Dawei is still at home!"

Zhang Molin glanced contemptuously at Zhen Zhendao's room,

Zhang Molin raised his sword again, and Xiao Qian suddenly shouted: "Enough!"

Zhang Molin came to Xiaoqian happily, but since they met, Xiaoqian has not looked at him with a straight eye, let alone responded to his joy, as if he was acting in a one-man show, and all the sorrows and joys were performed by him alone.

"Not enough! I said it's far from enough! He said Xiaoqian, you are his wife, this is digging my Zhang Molin's heart, he makes me hurt, I will let him die!"

Zhang Molin's sword had been raised, but it couldn't fall.

Because Xiao Qian stood in front of Zhen Zhenyuan.

Xiao Qian looked at Zhang Molin stubbornly, and said in an extremely firm tone: "I won't let you kill him, unless I die!"

The sword in Zhang Molin's hand fell to the ground with a bang, "Xiaoqian, how can you talk to me like this?! You are cursing my heart! In this world, the only thing I care about is you! How could I kill you!"

"Are you killing fewer people?

Zhang Molin staggered back two or three steps before he stood firm, he couldn't believe what he heard and saw, how could his woman, the woman who was still pregnant with his son in her belly, be so indifferent to him!

Zhang Molin's world seemed to have collapsed, and the despair on his face was seen by Liu Qiaoer, and Liu Qiaoer finally gave up completely.

It turns out that he is not an ice cube, and he also has such fiery feelings, but never for her.

Liu Qiao'er stepped forward and said softly: "Mo Lin, my sister is just talking nonsense when she is angry, she has only been with this person for a few days, how can she be so hostile to your feelings." ”

Zhen Zhenyuan raised his head suddenly, the voice of this woman made him very familiar, like his Qiao'er. But his Qiao'er spoke like a needle in his mouth, and he wouldn't disown him, it seemed that he was too careful.

Liu Qiaoer has been by Zhang Molin's side for so long, and she knows Zhang Molin's temperament very well, and Mrs. Zhen was killed by him when she beat Xiaoqian a few words of nonsense, Liu Qiaoer deliberately said that Zhen Zhenyuan had feelings for Xiaoqian, that is, she wanted to put Zhen Zhenhai to death.

Liu Qiao'er has already ignited a crazy fire in her heart, vowing to drag everyone into hell together.