The death of calligraphy and painting is not a tragic image of flesh and blood, but the blood that winds down the corners of the lips slowly turns black, and the tears that flow from the corners of the eyes but slowly dry up, bringing a terrifying impact to this group of young ladies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared with the older ladies in charge, these young ladies, in fact, not many of them have really seen a dead person, let alone a girl who is the same age as herself, like a flower, in such an instant, vomiting blood in front of herself, withering and withering.

Many young ladies exclaimed in surprise and hid in their mother's arms on the spot, and some older ladies were only calm and calm on the surface, with pale faces and slightly trembling lips, indicating that they were panicking in their hearts at the moment.

Tao Jiaoge closed her eyes suddenly, hiding the complicated emotions in her eyes, and her hands in her sleeves were also tightly clenched, I don't know if it was because of too much force or agitation, a pair of hands trembled slightly, but it would not be abrupt in a group of panicked Miss Jiao.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me......

For the first time in two lifetimes combined, a fresh life was not to kill her, but to die because of her, to die in front of her, to die at her feet, and to hold infinite expectations and prayers for her before dying, although she made a mistake, but for the sake of her beloved relatives, the sin is not to death!

Tao Jiaoge's heart was flooded with layers of ripples called overwhelmed.

She used to be a tiger in the hands of the leaders of the earth, and it was common for her to set up formations and kill people, but she was the one who should be killed.

The game of feng shui, the contest of formations, the hand-to-hand combat of blood, and the collision between countries are all between killing and being killed, she never feels guilty and flustered, and she never softens, because she firmly believes that what she is doing is right, and she is dedicating her limited life to the motherland she loves.

But now she is no longer her, so many years, Tao Jiaoge, who came to Dawu, is a new life, she no longer has to keep penetrating the heavens for the country, nor does she have to dedicate her life for the future of the nation, growing up in love, she understands how precious her life is, and only then does she know that the meaning of life is actually very simple, that is, to live, to live for herself, to live for the people she loves, she doesn't want her clean hands to be stained with blood again.

Painting and calligraphy for the love of the younger brother to live, but also for him to die, for the first time, Tao Jiaoge to his own time and space panic, how many days to come, like calligraphy and painting, should be the life of the camp, although the life is like mustard, but it is still precious, but such harmless people, but was played with in applause, and finally died at their feet?

Does she have a choice? Who gave her a chance to live? Does she deserve to die? What will happen to her brother and what will happen to him? Whose fault is it? She's just a wretched person who has no choice!

One problem after another pressed down like a mountain, Tao Jiaoge couldn't help but be at a loss, there was no hatred between her and the third princess, but because of the jealousy of women, the third princess was framed again and again, from ridicule and insult, to now treating human life as a mustard, kicking away lightly, a fresh life like a flower, but it is not as important as the embroidered shoes stained with blood.

If ten years ago, he had learned to endure the calm for a while, would he be able to satisfy the vanity of the third princess? No more trouble for yourself, and nothing like this will happen in the end.

Tao Jiaoge couldn't help but ask herself, looking for the so-called answer like a demonic barrier, the power of "magic" in her mind gradually began to surge, and the internal force affecting her body was also disordered......

"Damn the bitch, I don't know which bitch instigated it, before dying, I have to pour dirty water on the palace, come and throw the body of this slut into the sinkhole of Xiliang Mountain for the palace!"

The third princess blushed, and finally couldn't stand the strange eyes of everyone, and said gloomily, a pair of eyes that were originally as warm as jade were full of resentment at this moment, and stared at Tao Jiaoge tightly, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, hiding its fangs deeply, but looking for that opportunity, she wanted to kill the person in front of her with one blow.

Lin Zhilan narrowed her eyes slightly, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, Tao Yezhi trembled, he knew that his old wife knew that Zhilan was really angry today!

"Today is really a good show for my Anle Hou Mansion, first the third princess insisted on my family's Jiaoge, and then Yun Guanghou slandered the reputation of the Tao family, at this time, there was a scene of poisoning people in public, although the calligraphy and painting are dead, they are still evidence, the old body is here today, but I want to see who dares to take the calligraphy and painting away! If someone is stubborn, I will never die! ”

Lin Zhilan has always been a rational and dignified existence, and she is also a legendary figure who has been worshiped by countless ladies in the capital for more than 20 years, but now there is a murderous aura in the strength and extraordinariness of these words, but it gives people a feeling of looking down on all living beings and mortals from the sky, and no one dares to move for a while.

Only a few old men, Yun Guanghou and Tao Yezhi have been on the battlefield, and they have come all the way through the bloody rain, and they will not be easily affected by their own power.

But Mrs. Luo has long been accustomed to such momentum because she has been with the Queen Mother all the year round, so she glanced at the old sister apologetically, patted Lin Zhilan's hand and shouted: "That's right, the old body wants to see what kind of sacredness is today, and dares to make trouble in my Luo Mansion and slander guests on such an important day as my granddaughter and the ceremony!" Yanling, please give the Queen Mother a Vermilion Bird cane! ”

Yan Ling was startled, but turned around and left obediently, leaving everyone stunned to look at the situation in a daze, and it was developing in an increasingly incredible direction.

"Hehe, why do you need to move your cane, my Anle Hou Mansion never takes the initiative to cause trouble, we are self-righteous, brave and loyal, and I am not afraid of the villain, but if someone intends to commit it, I just want to tell him that if you want to fight, you will fight! Never back down! ”

The last sentence Lin Zhilan said was sonorous, like a long rainbow running through the sun, a sense of power spontaneously emerged, and the body that was slowly bent because of age was awe-inspiring and inviolable at this moment.

Tao Jiaoge, who was standing not far away, was suddenly startled, and in a daze, that sentence hit her soul like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, echoing in her ears for a long time.

His body is upright, why is he afraid of the villain, how can he be surprised that the tricks used by the ghost are his own fault? If you blindly give in, in exchange for more insults, and trampling on life, as long as you sit upright, let the horse come, but if you want to fight, you will fight!

From now on, I will not back down!

(To be continued.) )