Hearing the two of them say this, Liu He suddenly remembered something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

...... with the surname Song ...... with the surname Song

Liu He pondered silently in his heart, and then connected what he had seen and heard before and the information revealed by Sister Feng just now.

After a while, Liu He expected that this surnamed Song was the Song Gongzi who was contemplating the study that Sister Feng said a few days ago, that is, the culprit who forced Sister Feng's family to ruin back then!

Twenty years ago, this meditation study was quite related to the officialdom, and now it seems that this Song prince, who is over forty years old, has risen in the officialdom by virtue of the power of the Song family.

If it is just an ordinary petty official, he will never have the power to bring so many soldiers out to show off, although there are only more than 100 people outside the Wutong Building at the moment, but at this time it is a time of war, as long as he can have the right to transfer troops, it means that even if this official rank is not high, he still holds real power.

"Twenty years, I've been looking for you for twenty years, but I didn't expect to be able to find you again, doesn't this mean that the fate of you and me as husband and wife is not over?"

If you only listen to this passage, you really feel that there is a bit of affection in it, but these words come out of the mouth of the surnamed Song, but how disgusting it sounds.

"It's useless to talk more, you better go, my father didn't make a marriage contract with your Song family back then, and I have never been a member of your Song family, I have nothing to do with you, this is my family, you are not welcome!" Sister Feng said sharply.

"Your home?" The surnamed Song squinted his eyes and looked at the Wutong Building behind Sister Feng, "Tut-tut, a good official lady doesn't do it, but she has to guard this broken inn, or I will help you, and burn this broken inn with a fire." ”

Sister Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore, "You dare!" If you dare to touch this inn, I won't let you go! ”

"Okay, okay, I won't burn it, I don't want you to become a ghost." The surnamed Song hurriedly waved his hand, and then his face sank, revealing a sneer, "It's just that some people were already ghosts twenty years ago, didn't he tell you in a dream that it was not good to be a ghost?" ”

Sister Feng heard the words as if she had been struck by lightning, and stood on the spot.

She stared at the surnamed Song, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her voice became trembling, "How do you know about that incident twenty years ago?" ”

The surnamed Song couldn't stop laughing, looking at Sister Feng who was anxious, but she refused to say a word.

Sister Feng held back her anger, "The surname is Song, let me ask you one last time, how did you know about the events back then?" ”

The surnamed Song finally stopped laughing, revealed his true colors, and said viciously: "How do I know? Lao Tzu spent so much money, but those wastes can still let you run away, do you know who was the person who wanted to cave with you on the mountain back then? Do you think it's really a bandit leader? It's Lao Tzu! If he hadn't been in the way, you would have been Lao Tzu's man twenty years ago! ”

Sister Feng was already trembling, obviously angry, but she still gritted her teeth, desperately restrained her impulse, and asked a question she wanted to know the most.

"What about him?"

The surnamed Song sneered, "He? There were so many of my people on the mountain that day, do you think he can still live? ”

"Where's his corpse?" Sister Feng's voice was obviously a little lower.

"Corpses?" The surnamed Song looked Sister Feng up and down in surprise, "Do you think that I will be so kind, collect the corpse of the guy who spoiled my good deeds, and find a feng shui treasure to bury it?" ”

"Where's his corpse?" Sister Feng, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out emotionally and screamed hysterically.

The surnamed Song was obviously taken aback by Sister Feng's fierce words, but soon showed a smug look again, "I look at you, don't think about looking for it, his corpse has already been burned by me with the corpses of those bandits, even if you can find it, he will have already turned into ashes, mixed with others, and can't tell who is who." ”

Sister Feng's body shook twice, she almost fell, and her eyes became scattered.

For so many years, the belief that has supported this woman's life is just a glimmer of possibility that he is still in the world, but just such a little hope has completely disappeared from the bottom of her heart after the words of the surname Song just now.

Obviously he already knew the ending, but he stubbornly didn't want to believe it, so he stayed in this Wutong Tower, waiting for someone who would never come back, and he waited for twenty years.

If no one asked, no one talked about it, no one came to tell her that it was all just wishful thinking on her part, maybe she could lie to herself and spend the rest of her life waiting.

However, when I first woke up from the big dream, I found that it was already eternally separated.

Since heaven and man have been separated forever, why should I remain in this world?

In a trance, she found that she had an extra dagger in her hand.

This dagger was left for her to defend herself back then, but in her eyes, it was a token of love between the two.

If she had a choice, she also hoped that she could use her daughter's favorite objects such as a handkerchief or a hosta as a token of love, as sung in the play.

But she didn't have a choice, and she remembered that twenty years ago, in what should have been the best years of her life, she had almost no chance to be alone with him, and the only time he left this dagger.

Actually, it doesn't matter what you leave behind, it's just why don't you come back?

Her tears finally welled up in her eyes, but she laughed, because the next moment, she could see him again and ask him in person.

Ask him if he has been doing well in the past 20 years.

"Sister Feng! Don't! ”

Hua Chi, who wanted to climb over the wall and enter the Wutong Building, sat on the wall and saw the scene in front of him, roared, and in a hurry, he fell directly from the high wall without paying attention.

He didn't care about the pain, struggled to get up from the ground, and pounced on Sister Feng like crazy.

Although he had exhausted all his strength, he still felt that he was far away from Sister Feng, and he could only watch as Sister Feng stabbed the dagger into her own lower abdomen.

Liu He, who was surprised by Hua Chi's appearance, realized that something was going to happen after seeing Hua Chi's behavior.

But looking at the dagger that was about to pierce Sister Feng's body, Liu He, who was in the distance, was powerless, even if he had half of the strength of the ancestor of the Chen family, he still didn't have time to rush to Sister Feng's side.

Sister Feng's movements are too fast, only those who are bent on death will be so without a trace of hesitation.

With a line of blood dripping, the dagger finally stopped.

Sister Feng clenched the dagger, looking at the big bull in front of her who was already full of blood, but still holding the dagger, but her eyes were full of complaints.

"Loosen." Sister Feng's tone was soft, but there was no trace of emotion, and she didn't seem to have anything to do with the person who saved her.