Language is the invisible weapon to kill people, Hu knew every word, and completely defeated Mrs. Tang, so that she couldn't pretend to be calm, the whole person lay on the ground, collapsed, and shouted in pain, laughing while shouting, tears did not stop.

"Ahhh......h Hahaha...... Hahaha....... ”

"Shu'er, you uncompetitive thing, you have been so all your life, and you have died so badly, how could I give birth to a son like you, you don't want to see me in the next life, do you think I want to see you? If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to give birth to you. ”

"Since you were a child, I have made you sensible, don't be emotional, you don't listen, you take my words as a deaf ear, and even disobey me for the sake of Jiang Lianrong's woman, and you have to cut off the mother-son relationship with me...... It's a joke, how could the chess pieces I carefully cultivated be ruined by that woman, so I only ruined that. ”

"That's it, Shu'er...... Belch....... ”

"Hall Master Hu!"

"Hall Master!"

“……”

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Hu Mingzhi quickly drew the sword that his subordinates were equipped with on his body, and plunged into Mrs. Tang's abdomen with a fierce and vicious face.

Before Mrs. Tang finished speaking, she saw an extremely sharp sword inserted into her abdomen, she slowly raised her head and looked up along the sword, first saw a pair of hands with green muscles, and upward, it was Hu Mingzhi's scarlet eyes.

"Giggle......

Mrs. Tang's mouth was full of blood, a relieved smile appeared on her face, and her eyes began to be confused, but she was still sober.

"Sir...... In this life, in the next life, in the next life...... It doesn't matter what life it is...... You don't even want to ...... Shake me off...... Wait, sir, wait...... Wait...... I ......"

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Tang lost her breath and had no more life.

It's over......

And Hu Mingzhi, whose hands were still tightly clenched on the hilt of the sword, was covered with blood, grief, and cried bitterly.

Everyone looked at him blankly, not understanding what he meant, obviously hating Mrs. Tang one second, and crying bitterly for her the next second.

This move made everyone who were confused couldn't help but fall into brain-opening associations.

What they don't know is that Hu Mingzhi is like this only because he finally avenged Jiang Lianrong, finally re-guarded Jiang Lianrong, and finally let her stop being hurt.

Because, he has never been able to forgive himself, he can't forgive himself for not being by her side to protect her well, and he didn't fulfill his promises.

But now, he fulfilled his promise and finally protected her, but it was too late, too late, because, if he missed that moment, his Rong'er no longer needed him, and between them, there was no longer half a possibility.

Before the news of the old hall master's death spread, Shangguan Candle had already gotten the news.

Although I was emotional, I could only sigh, what kind of cause was planted, and what kind of fruit could only be produced.

In addition, he is still holding the identity of Wanyue River, seriously injured and unconscious, and he can't do anything, so he can only continue to be regarded as a living dead who doesn't know anything.

Anyway, Hu Mingzhi is there, and he believes that he can handle all this well.

And Feng Xiyan's side, after learning the news that Shangguan Candle was still alive from Hu Mingzhi's mouth, he actively cooperated with the doctor's treatment, obeyed what the doctor said, and said one thing or another, even the traditional Chinese medicine that used to avoid the beast like a flood, now he doesn't say a word, he drinks it when he picks it up, and he puts down the medicine bowl until he has no drop left.

Every time he did this, the bell would feel so distressed, but there was no other way to deal with the stubborn Feng Xiyan.

"Young lady, drink slowly, beware of choking."

As he spoke, the bell picked up a handkerchief and wiped off the traditional Chinese medicine flowing around Feng Xiyan's neck.

"Gollum...... Grunt...... Grunt......! ”

Feng Xiyan turned a deaf ear to the bell's words, and there was only one thought in his heart, that is, drink the medicine obediently, after drinking the medicine, the injury will be healed, and if it is okay, he will be able to go to see Shangguan Candle.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had motivation, and I felt that the medicine in my hand was not bitter at all.

"Vomit...... Ahem...... Vomit...... Vomit...... Ahem....... ”

"Young lady, what are you doing here? If you are like this, the slave and the maid will ...... The slave and maid told Master Hu that he would not allow you to see the young master. ”

Because he drank too quickly, Feng Xiyan was choked by Chinese medicine, and then he became nauseous and retched for a while.

The bell was so anxious that tears were about to fall, and she was so distressed that she couldn't do it, and while stroking Feng Xiyan's back to give her a good breath, she said threateningly.

Feng Xiyan shook his head with a pale face, grabbed the bell's wrist, looked at her and begged: "Okay bell, don't be like this, I want to get better quickly, I want to go to see Xianggong quickly, I want to know how he is, so I can only drink medicine well and wait for the injury to recover quickly, so that I can see Xianggong soon." ”

These words made the bell worry, and the tears couldn't stop falling, but I couldn't say any comforting words.

Bell was not the only one who was sad, Hu Mingzhi, who was just about to enter the house outside the door, had just stepped into the house with one foot, and was just blocked by the screen standing at the door, so the master and servant in the house didn't notice him.

But their conversation fell into Hu Mingzhi's ears word for word, and he froze at the door, unable to move half a minute into the house, and his already sour and unbearable heart was even more shattered into scum and shapeless.

"Young lady, I know you want to get better quickly and go to see the young master, but you can't abuse yourself like this, you are like this, not only is the recovery of your injuries slow, but you are also torturing yourself in disguise!"

Bells burst into tears, thinking of the young master who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, although a life was saved, it was still unknown when people would wake up, and the young lady's side was still kept in the dark, with full hope that she would get better quickly, and then go to see the young master.

Thinking of this, the bell's tears flowed even more violently.

"Good bell, what are you crying about? I'm fine, I'm just a little anxious, okay, don't cry, I know it's only counterproductive, but I just can't control it, because I really want to be a husband, I have a lot of things to say to him....... ”

The corners of Feng Xiyan's eyes were filled with tears, and her heart was sore and painful, before, she always felt that her heart was full of holes, and she would not be easily tempted by anyone, nor would she easily give her feelings, let alone give up her life for a man.

And now, I found out that feelings are the most difficult things to control, because as early as before she knew it, a heart that she tried to endure had already been captured by Shangguan Candle.

Watching him hurt, his heart hurts, watching him sad, his heart breaks, watching him die is even more uncomfortable than killing her.

She has never been a brave person, but if someone takes a step towards her, then she desperately has to take ninety-nine steps in response.