Ye Hanxiang looked out the window in a daze, and the flame in his hand turned the last cigarette butt into ashes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night breeze was slightly cool, and the woman's steps were slightly floating, and then she fell on the bed, and she buried her head deep in the bed......

What is she sad about? She is not sad at all now, she just blames herself for not being strong enough, and blames her heart for being bewitched by something.

She wants to use this method to sober herself up, and she will never allow herself to delusion about what she has and what she doesn't.

Love is an abyss that will never be recovered, since you don't want to break your bones for him, let's stay away from him.

So be it, just be a woman who is not cared for by the world. Be an arrogant woman who will never be trapped by love again.

She wants to be completely out of this sadness.

After a long time, the woman figured everything out, the breathing on her body gradually stabilized, and Nangong Lieyan's figure gradually became clear under the light and shadow.

The candle flame gradually extinguished under his gaze, and the big hand quietly helped her take off her shoes, and gently tucked the corners of her quilt.

At dawn the next day, Ye Hanxiang came back to life with full blood like a chicken blood.

"Let's go, we have to smash the field today!" Ye Hanxiang said that the smashing was nothing else, it was smashing her own 'funeral'!

So after coming out of the Xiaoxiang Inn today, she and Caiyun changed their outfits as women, and Ye Hanxiang went out with a grimace. This is the first time she has grown so big, and she is dangling in front of the people with this vitiligo-like face. Behind them, the four of them also changed their clothes, and their appearance was covered by a long cloak.

As soon as Ye Hanxiang walked to the street, a timid child was scared and cried.

"Wow!"

"Mother! She's so ugly! ”

The older boy took the egg and threw it at her: "This ugly monster is a bad person, everyone beat her!" ”

"Hit her! Kill this ugly monster! ”

The bold children chased after Ye Hanxiang, and the stones and rotten vegetable leaves in their hands were thrown at Ye Hanxiang one after another.

This scene is somewhat familiar.

Memories reversed...

Ye Hanxiang in her memory was also shouted and beaten when she was a child, and the little girl was very timid back then. All she could do was sobbing, holding her head in her hands, and shrinking her body into the corner.

At that time, it was also the first time she met Caiyun, the girl who was two years younger than herself, bravely standing in front of her......

Just like now.

"Miss!" Even if the clouds were in front of her, they would still be hit by all kinds of inexplicable things. Caiyun's angry twin are about to spew sparks.

Even the small merchants and vendors on both sides of the street smashed the sundries in their hands at Ye Hanxiang: "Ugly monster, die!" ”

Ye Hanxiang was caught off guard, and her forehead was hit by a stone, and traces of blood flowed out.

"Master!" Mo Quan behind him wanted to make a move, but Ye Hanxiang lightly stopped: "Don't worry about them, let's go quickly." ”

Caiyun was angry, clenched his fists and shouted at those people: "Our young lady is not a bad person!" You're the bad guys! ”

Those people smashed harder. I don't know who shouted: "That's the eldest lady of Ye Wangfu, wasn't she burned to death by the fire?" ”

"Yes, today is the day of her burial! Yes? ”

"Hell!" A small number of timid people fled in a hurry.

......

Ye Hanxiang walked to the front of a team under the curses of the crowd.

It was a funeral procession, all dressed in white and wearing white cloths on their heads. The crying in the sky was miserable and miserable, and it was particularly terrifying.

Ye Jiahui and Ye Xun were walking in front of the team, and the messy wind rolled up paper money and flew all over the sky.

The people who threw the debris stopped their movements and stared at the scene with wide eyes.

"Stop!" Ye Jiahui waved his hand.

The team stopped crying, and just like that, the funeral people and Ye Hanxiang and the other six people quietly confronted each other.

Ye Jiahui's pupils shrank, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He clasped his fists towards Ye Hanxiang and said coldly: "Today is the day of the funeral of Ye Hanxiang, the king's beloved daughter, whether you are a demon or a demon, the deceased is the greatest, please give way to your Excellency!" ”

Or is it a demon or a demon? Ye Hanxiang sneered, Ye Jiahui rolled his eyes and planned not to recognize himself as a big living person!

"Daddy... You are mistaken, I am a human being, thanks to your Hongfu, the child is not dead! Isn't Daddy upset to see that the child is still alive?! ”

Ye Hanxiang's sarcastic look at the corners of her eyes was particularly obvious.

Ye Jiahui's eyes were cold: "Ye Hanxiang was burned to death by fire that night, and all the neighbors can see it!" Where did you come from? How dare you pretend to be my son! ”

Suddenly there were people around nodding! Yes, there was a fire that day......

"Did anyone see me burned to death?"

Everyone shook their heads, no one really saw her burned to death, but they couldn't see this with their own eyes?

"Let's talk about it, is Miss Ben a fool who knows that someone is going to kill her, but she doesn't run away?"

"Hmph, and-that fire, you put it Ye Jiahui!!"

"You fart!"

Everyone was confused, why, Ye Jiahui wanted to kill her? Everyone's eyes turned back and forth between the two, and the matter of Ye Wangfu was really hard to say.

The corners of Ye Hanxiang's mouth hooked up a sneer: "Big guy uses his brain, even if I am really burned to death, the relics on my body will always be kept in the coffin after being burned, right?"

It just so happened that I was wearing a hosta given by the emperor on my head that day, why don't we open the coffin and see if my personal relics are still in it? ”

Ye Jiahui's hands were clenched tighter and tighter, and the green tendons on his forehead flared up, this stinky girl, how could she not die!

"Don't be fooled by this demon! People can't be resurrected after death, and even though this king has lost his beloved daughter, he can't tolerate such evil spirits pretending to be incense to ruin the reputation of my beloved daughter! Today, the neighbors give a testimony, and I, Ye Jiahui, will eliminate harm for the people! ”

After saying that, Ye Jiahui's spiritual power surged, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and his figure moved, rolling towards Ye Hanxiang like a heavy murderous storm.

Ye Xun and several subordinates behind him also raised their swords with red eyes and killed Ye Hanxiang.

The four of their puppets moved forward ghostly. Ye Hanxiang said coldly: "You go and deal with those young people." ”

The feud between Ye Jiahui and the two of them should be resolved by herself.

This is Ye Hanxiang's first time fighting with others, and Ye Jiahui's strength has re-entered the foundation building period.

The speed at which he struck his sword was extremely ruthless, forcing Ye Hanxiang to dodge again and again...

Despite this, she had been wounded in several places by his sword. Now she is embarrassed, her hair is messy with a few vegetable leaves, and her clothes are torn by the sword...

"Hmph, I can't do it!" Ye Jiahui's eyes showed a hint of mockery.

Ye Hanxiang flicked the dust off his body, threw the vegetable leaves on his head to the ground, looked at him and said lightly: "You are nothing more than this, even if I can't win you, you can't kill me!" ”

This arrogant tone made Ye Jiahui angry for no reason. Carrying the sword, he slew again.

Before he could rush in front of him, a thick spiritual power surged beside Ye Hanxiang.

Ye Hanxiang operated the "Immortal Fate Decision" in his body, manipulating his mental power, Ye Jiahui didn't notice that the sword in his hand was getting smaller and smaller, and before he could reach Ye Hanxiang's eyes, it turned into a circle of mist.

The Ye family was bright, and everyone looked at this incredible scene.

Ye Hanxiang didn't give him time to react, and suddenly a dense dart of water droplets appeared around him and shot towards Ye Jiahui-

Ye Jiahui came back to his senses, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and a protective shield of Gang Qi was formed in an instant.

Those water droplets hit the protective shield, but they couldn't hurt Ye Jiahui in the slightest.