"Well, I know, I know very well who Lord Li is." Song Huaijin slowly bent down and picked up Lord Li, who was bleeding from the door of his head:

"So I don't blame you, it's just that this villain outside the forester is provoking the relationship between you and me, you see this..."

Master Li finally found the steps and spoke eagerly: "Someone! What are you doing in a daze? Don't get the foresters out of here! ”

"Yes!" The officers and soldiers were given the order, and in a few moments, the forester was pressed to the ground, and the forester stared at Master Li hatefully, cursing in the most vicious language.

Ali was completely stunned by the scene in front of her, and stared at the sword of the officer and soldier without blinking as it passed through her own father's chest.

The moment the scarlet spilled out, it shattered all the nerves she had struggled to hold.

Finally, the last string in her heart broke.

She leaned stupidly against the tree, burst into a shrill laugh, and finally slammed her head into the trunk with a "bang", ending her life.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and when you trample on others for your own selfish interests, you should also be prepared to bear your own evil deeds.

After that, the crazy Wang Youde and his father Wang Leper were put in prison, and confessed their crimes in that dark cell.

Master Li nodded and welcomed Song Huaijin down the mountain and entertained him well.

At night, Song Huaijin took a pot of good wine from Master Li, drank it while walking to the room, and when he entered the door, he saw the one-eyed dragon lying on the beam of the room.

From a distance, it looks like a tengu eating the moon, quietly waiting for its prey.

Song Huaijin simply stopped and looked up: "Wait for me?"

"Nope." The one-eyed dragon looked a little dumbfounded.

"Oh, then I'm in."

"Huh... Don't..."The one-eyed dragon's heart sank, and he was about to reach out to stop her, but he saw Song Huaijin leap up and land lightly beside him.

The slender figure of the woman is reflected in the middle of the full moon, and the white clothes are fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful and ethereal.

The one-eyed dragon was in a trance for a moment, and the ghost envoy spoke: "Are you an immortal sent by heaven?"

"It's not."

"I think you are." The one-eyed dragon looked at her fixedly, as if he wanted to engrave all the woman's face at the moment into his mind: "Immortals are like this, you can see it, but you can't reach it." ”

"Why are you so literary today? Drinking? Song Huaijin picked a comfortable position beside him and sat down, raised his hand and handed him the wine jug.

The one-eyed dragon took it, and there was still her taste on the jug, and he opened his mouth to take a sip, but it was tasteless: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, I still have a lot of work to do." Song Huaijin said, "So, are you willing to go with me?"

"With... Coming with you? What am I going to do, how can I keep up with you?" The one-eyed dragon lowered his eyes in frustration, only hating that he was trapped in this small mountain village in this life, obstructing his vision.

Now, even if you want to pursue that period of beauty, you can only draw water with a bamboo basket.

"Come with me, be my army, if you do well, I will allow you to be famous in the world and prosperous for a lifetime!"

Song Huaijin said with confidence and confidence. At that moment, the one-eyed dragon only felt that what stood in front of him was not a weak woman, but an emperor who had conquered the country.

"Okay, I'll go with you! I also want to be glorious for the rest of my life. "I also want to watch you every day, just from afar.

It's just that the one-eyed dragon never dared to say this last sentence.

On the second day, Song Huaijin took away the one-eyed dragon and his party, and when he went out of the east to Linshan, a sigh that was difficult to pronounce suddenly surged in his chest.

The world is not yet peaceful, the government and the opposition are in turmoil, and the people in power are too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they have the spare energy to take care of a certain county, a certain mountain, and some people living at the bottom.

This is just an example, in the countless mountains of the Apocalypse, I don't know how many bandits are still endangering the people; I don't know how many unscrupulous rich businessmen are still doing their best......

If Emperor Pingchu had a spirit in the sky and saw such a scene, he would probably cry.

When she arrived in the capital, Song Huaijin naturally wanted to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, after all, this was her only destination besides Lu Jinchen.

Standing in front of the familiar Xuantie gate, Song Huaijin's heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

When she left, she didn't even have time to look at Song Xun in person.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, is he okay?

Seeing that Song Huaijin didn't move for a long time, the one-eyed dragon couldn't help but step forward and urge: "What's wrong?" This isn't your home, is it? Why don't you go in?"

"I... I'm afraid..."

The so-called hometown is more timid, and I don't dare to ask anyone, probably this is the situation.

Song Huaijin plucked up his courage and finally walked into the door.

Looking at the familiar scene, Song Huaijin's heart was slightly lowered, and he couldn't wait to go to Song Xun's study.

But he never thought that as soon as he got on the road, a sharp and mean voice came from behind him:

"Stop! Who are you! Who gave you such a bold son to dare to break into the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

After a long time, when I heard this voice again, I still felt a little kind.

Song Huaijin turned around and slowly turned to Song Huaiyu, who came over with a few mothers-in-law behind him: "Oh, third sister, what's wrong?" You haven't seen me for a long time, you don't know me?"

Song Huaijin?

Why Song Huaijin?

When he saw that face clearly, Song Huaiyu's whole body froze, impossible, Song Huaijin was already dead, why did he come back?

Someone must be impersonating, it must be!

Thinking like this, Song Huaiyu had a little more confidence, and opened his mouth with a shelf,

"Where did the little slut come from, he dared to swagger into my Prime Minister's Mansion with Song Huaijin's face!"

Song Huaijin finally came back, but he was embarrassed by Song Huaiyu, and he was in an extremely bad mood, "Song Huaiyu, how many times do you want me to say it before you understand?"

This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, my home, are you blind or deaf? I don't see what that means?"

"Heh, you want to lie to me? Everyone in the world knows that Song Huaijin's little slut died five years ago, how dare you be so arrogant? ”

Song Huaiyu looked at "Song Huaijin" contemptuous of her, and her heart was even more resentful.

This look is very similar to Song Huaijin, if she didn't know that Song Huaijin was dead, she might really think that the person in front of her was Song Huaijin.

But Song Huaijin is dead, and no one in the Prime Minister's Mansion will oppose her anymore, and over the years, although she has had a good life, she has been woken up by the nightmare that Song Huaijin has deeply rooted in her heart.

Now that this day has finally come to an end, she will never allow the second "Song Huaijin" to appear!

Absolutely not allowed!

"Hurry up and take down this imposter for Miss Ben!" Song Huaiyu gave an order, and several rough envoys behind him rolled up their sleeves and walked forward.

But before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by the one-eyed dragon broadsword and fell to the ground groaning. Recite.

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! You dare to commit murder in the Prime Minister's Mansion! Song Huaiyu trembled angrily: "I want to tell my father and let him drive you out of the Prime Minister's Mansion!" ”

"The person who should be kicked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion should be you from beginning to end." As soon as Song Huaijin heard that Song Huaiyu was still called Song Xun's father, he felt ridiculous:

"I said five years ago, none of the house deeds and land deeds here are written in your name, Song Huaiyu, who gave you the face to stay here?"

Hearing this, Song Huaiyu's delicate little face faded to blood at a speed visible to the naked eye The hidden hand under the long sleeves trembled uncontrollably, his pupils dilated, and he stared at Song Huaijin like a ghost:

"Impossible... Song Huaijin is dead, you are not her, you can't be her, you can't be ...... Who are you! ”

Song Huaiyu roared to the end, and his tone changed extremely poignantly.

Song Huaijin is back! How could her daily nightmares suddenly come back?

Song Huaijin couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, seeing Song Huaiyu's staggering appearance, she immediately stepped forward and hugged it.

Song Huaiyu was haunted by a ghost, and immediately opened Song Huaijin's hand, and sat on the ground uncontrollably, trembling all over.

Song Huaijin stepped forward, clasped Song Huaiyu's chin with one hand, and forced her to look up at herself:

"It seems that you have lived well in the Prime Minister's Mansion over the years, and my father did not pursue that incident, but it does not mean that some people can live in peace as if nothing happened to them."

Song Huaiyu's jaw was detained, but no matter what, he couldn't break free, and he was pinched and burst into tears, but he was forced to accept Song Huaijin's gaze that seemed to be able to eat people.

"Back then, if I hadn't been injured, do you think you and Song Huaiyan would have been able to get out of here well?"

"Who dares to break into the Prime Minister's Mansion? Take it down to Honggong Susu! Suddenly, a gentle but majestic voice came, and then the neat footsteps of the Imperial Forest Army came with the intention of Jin Shi.

Song Huaijin Huo Ran raised his eyes——

Song Huaiyan?