Jin Yulan felt that she was in great pain. www.biquge.info In order to save her mother, she was given by Ouyang Shangzhi to the perverted old man Tong Yanwei to confess her guilt, and then she was used as a tool for pregnancy, and the air mass implanted in her lower abdomen no longer absorbs life force all the time. A new life is being born that is not expected, but it is accompanied by the torture of the mother.

But suddenly, the process stopped.

Cool droplets of water dripped onto her thirsty lips, and Jin Yulan felt like she had been fished out of a hell that was burning with fire. She struggled to open her eyes, a strange tingling in her abdomen, and at the end of her gaze was a bloodstained sword...... The sword was being used to slice open Jin Yulan's abdomen.

The bright red color further stimulated her senses, and Jin Yulan couldn't even remember how she suppressed the screams in her throat and struggled to stay awake, watching as a hand went deep into her abdomen, suddenly lifting upwards and grabbing a ball of slimy flesh.

"Ah......h

Jin Yulan closed her eyes, holding back the sourness in her heart, not wanting to think about what it was. The effect of the nerve palsy wears off, and the pain returns. Soon, she fainted again.

It's a small grove of hardships.

The stream came from a nearby hill, and when a sword flowed, the water was dyed red.

The demon sword was carefully rubbed by a soft cloth, and when the crystal green sword body appeared from the blood again, the sword spirit seemed to finally come to life, disturbing the stream and desperately humming dissatisfied.

Qin Xiaochuan really didn't know when his sword became so squeamish, so he didn't use it to do a small caesarean section in an emergency, killing people and staining blood, but it was always very happy. "Okay." "It seems a little bit disgusting," he admits. ”

When the Immortal Hall of Strange Ages did human experiments, I still remember to keep the environment clean, and the half-orcs created by the old man were all bare. Without human things, swords will dislike blood is stinky!

Qin Xiaochuan looked up at the sun and discerned where and when he was now.

As soon as he came out of the Sealed Sword Tower, he heard that Young Master Jin had established the Sun Alliance and formed a triangular alliance with the Ouyang family in the Central Plains and the Qitian Tower in the Northern Regions. It's over, the plot has been so long in the past, there is a little girl who may not be saved. After getting the Buddha's top Pagoda, Qin Xiaochuan immediately rushed to the Qitian Pagoda to save people without stopping.

Fortunately, Jin Yulan survived to the end, and she was a big fortune teller.

Qin Xiaochuan let the demon sword dry the water in the sun, thinking of what he had done before, he actually felt quite disgusting, and he didn't want to put the sword spirit into his body for a while. After a while, calculating the time, Jin Yulan was about to wake up. His blood has lost the ability to grow Ganoderma lucidum on the ground, but the effect of helping people heal their wounds has not disappeared under the urging of the demon heart. Combined with the effect of the demon sword, during the operation, Jin Yulan was instilled with a little vitality from the twelve orcs, so that the little girl could save her life in the case of heavy blood loss, and the abdominal wound could barely heal without affecting the next action, which can still be done.

But for a period of time, Jin Yulan will not be able to use force, that's for sure. The woman who had never heard of "just gave birth" immediately jumped up the mountain to fight the tiger.

Qin Xiaochuan walked back to the forest from the stream, ready to walk together for the next journey. Although he left the Sealed Sword Tower, it was only temporary, there was not much time, and he didn't come out to play.

Sunlight leaked through the foliage, with a hint of yellow.

Jin Yulan had obviously woken up, and the golden feather had left her black hair and was held in her hand. The clothes on her body had been specially arranged before Qin Xiaochuan left, and the wound was covered with a clean white cloth. But the little girl may have felt a little cold, and still wrapped a piece of furoshiki around her waist. The lone golden Buddha head on the ground innocently rolled down to her feet, stained with a lot of dirt.

"Who are you?" Jin Yulan's voice was weak and calm, there was confusion in her eyes, and there was also a hint of relief and peace that flashed inadvertently when she saw her life-saving benefactor turn around and come back.

Judging from the generation, Jin Yulan is actually Xiao Zhuying's daughter. Xiao Zhuying is Ye Xiaochai's wife. Ye Xiaochai will become Su Huanzhen's best friend in the future, and when he was a child, Qin Xiaochuan was already talking to people like Tan Wuxi, Su Huanzhen, and others.

Hey, it's still a little girl. People of Bo Hongyan's generation should have been full of gray hair at this time.

Qin Xiaochuan, who will never get old, raised his hand and inserted the demon sword back into his waist diagonally, feeling very melancholy in his heart, looking at Jin Yulan, serious: "Call uncle." ”

On this day, the news of the accident of the Yutai Qitian Tower has just begun to spread.

It won't be long before it will alarm the Sun League and others, even including talking about no desire. Therefore, Qin Xiaochuan left a seemingly inexplicable word at the ruins of Qitian Pagoda and the headless corpse of the old man Tong Yanwei: etc.

At this time, Dong Mingjing, who was holding the golden seal plum and drinking snow in one hand, had just left the Central Plains boundary and stepped into a wilderness ferry indicated by the road view map on a moonlit night.

The logs on the ferry are rotten and overgrown with weeds, and only one wild tree grows lonely on the riverside. There used to be villages and towns in the vicinity, but later due to several bloodsheds, even the only ferry crossing was abandoned. On this night, the ferry was flowing with water, and a bamboo raft came from the downstream against the current.

There seems to be a murmuring voice that does not know the language echoing under the moonlight, like a demon but not a demon, and the magic is abnormal. It was at this time that Dong Mingjing set foot at the deserted ferry and placed the golden seal of the figure of Mei Yuxue under the shade of a tree one mile away.

"The fireflies are intermittent, one light and one foot away."

On the bamboo raft, rippling with the waves, a woman in black combs the hair of a woman in a foreign country, opens her clothes, holds a wine jar, and recites a song with her eyes in a daze, while spilling wine on the sideburns of her clothes. The aroma of the wine was strong, like being intoxicated with the moon shadow in the water, which made the cave scene that came to the night silent for a while.

A black raft painted with cherry blossom patterns floated from the wind into the grass on the shore, wet with inky scarlet sentences.

Dong Mingjing stood quietly for a while, didn't say anything, only unloaded a package from his shoulder and put it at his feet, then stepped back, turned around and strode away.

The package contained all the evidence, testimonies from the black market, the timing of several transactions, some of Mei Yuxue's personal belongings, and even a ring that had been removed from the name of the snow drinker.

After another moment.

Slowly out of the grass next to the ferry, a black figure with a hunched back, claiming to be the person in charge of the black market, said the evidence listed in the package again in a hoarse voice, and respectfully took his leave.

The river rippled the bamboo rafts, but the aroma of wine on the bamboo rafts had dissipated, and the seemingly hungover woman in black opened a pair of cold and sober eyes.

She raised her hand to hold the crimson and bright bamboo umbrella beside her, opened it, lifted a jar of wine, climbed barefoot on a pair of clogs, tread through the water, and stood next to the package on the ferry.

It was some time again.

The desperate letter left the package, held the red umbrella, and drank the last sip of the residual wine. At this time, the moonlight is clear, as if all the love and hate in the infinite years of an instant poured into the heart in an instant. She returned to the bamboo raft and carefully wrapped a pottery altar in blue cloth. As if holding the most precious thing, he brought this jar, but threw the umbrella into the running water at will.

The flow of fireflies is intermittent, one bright and one is extinguished, how can loneliness be unbearable.

"You come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown, and when you come to Japan, you will be in front of the window, and the cold plum will not bloom."

Reminiscing about the past bit by bit along the way, it seems that love and hate have been shattered in this bumpy road. When the road came to an end, the moonlight was cut to pieces by the branches and leaves overhead. The golden figure was discarded at random under the roots of the tree like a debris. She had never felt so patient with her love letter, she slowly made it next to the golden figure, put down the jar in her arms, and patted it gently:

"Smoke ......" the voice murmured, as if there was nothing.

Suddenly, something happened under the moon!

The gold and silver palms were controlled by Yue Wubo, and he didn't make a ruthless move to save Mei Yuxue's life, and deliberately prevented the gold and silver Gu Qi from eroding the body. Just listening to the sound of beeping, the golden figure cracked, Mei Yuxue worked hard, and without Dong Mingjing by his side, he quickly broke through the golden seal on the surface of his body. Large pieces of gold and stone were torn off along with flesh and blood, leaving the man without a single piece of good flesh on his body, which looked quite terrifying. And the love letter was on the side to witness all this.

It's a gift.

"You're back." The familiar voice of his former wife appeared in his ears in vain, making Mei Yuxue, who had just escaped from the predicament and had not had time to see everything around her, stunned. His mood at this time was jealous and hateful, almost carried away by unwillingness and anger, and the pain of his body being torn apart by the golden seal along with the flesh and blood was exacerbating the process. Mei Yuxue struggled to get up, and through the faint moonlight between the branches and leaves, she could see the face of the desperate letter clearly.

The love letter was as before with an extremely gentle look on his face, "Yan'er, have you seen it?" My mother has helped you find your father. The black altar was handed over, ignoring the bloody man in front of him, who was no longer what he had been.

"It's you! Comfort your eyebrows! The person she didn't want to see suddenly appeared at the most embarrassing moment, Mei Yuxue couldn't control the hatred stirring in her heart, and slapped it with a palm: "You have even hooked up with someone like Dong Mingjing, slut!" ”

When Chang, the columbarium was swept to the ground.

The desperate letter staggered back, the corners of his lips stained with blood.

Under the moonlight, the corners of her blood-stained mouth contrasted with Mei Yuxue's bleeding face. But then, Mei Yuxue's movements slammed, her pupils dilated, and she muttered, "When-" The words fell, and a circle of red blood appeared in her throat, mixed with the torn skin, still so conspicuous.

In the right hand of the desperate letter, he was holding a short knife shaped like a rib, the blade was cold and reflective, and a section of blood was winding down.

"You come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown, and when you come to Japan, you will be in front of the window, and the cold plum will not bloom."

"Smoke...... My mother avenged you. "Love or hate, disappointment or despair, maybe all emotions don't matter anymore when they see the pottery in their arms containing their daughter's ashes swept away mercilessly by her husband with a slap in the face.

The desperate letter stepped past Mei Yuxue step by step, leaned over and carefully picked up the urn on the ground, and wiped the blood on the blade with the blank flower raft in his arms.

The light and shadow in the rear changed. Yue Wubo, who had been tracking all the way, slowly stepped out, dressed in yellow and with yellow hair, holding a bamboo cane: "You owe my lord a favor." ”

"What does your master want?" The desperate letter wiped the traces on the ash altar with the white handkerchief in his arms, and did not look back, looking indifferent. Since some people have traveled thousands of miles to send gold seals as gifts, it is natural that there is a need.

"I hope that in the Dongwu Forest Department, one day, the blood list will come out again, and Mrs. can become our help." Yue Wubo said the conditions given in the letter: "Before that, since you have already asked for what you want, why not retire?" In this way, it can be regarded as a reunion of husband and daughter. ”

The desperate letter paused, and stood up holding the urn.

The moon retreated silently, and the figure re-submerged into the moon shadow. The surrounding forests are silent and quiet.

"Indeed." The desperate letter finally stood in front of Mei Yuxue's cold corpse: "It's reunited." ”

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