Perhaps in this era when human life is as cheap as pigs and dogs, the death of too many lives and the interpretation of tragedy have made the resentment in this space too strong, so thick that it makes the heavens and the earth change color. The night sky, which had been somewhat clear, suddenly became overcast again for some reason, and it didn't take long for the goose-feathered snow to dance again in the howling north wind.

Zhang Rong's living room can be said to be the best room in Zuiyue Building, which is not only elegantly furnished, but also very good. When the snowflakes fell outside the house and the north wind became more arrogant, Zhang Rong still felt the cold, the cold from the heart.

"Husband, it's so cold, don't leave me, hug me, okay?" Zhang Rong's soft body pressed into her happy arms again, and her voice was full of pleading. At this time, she is no longer the Moon Worship Sect Leader who is strong in martial arts and can calmly mediate with countless dignitaries and nobles, the owner of the Drunken Moon Building, she is just a weak little woman who needs to be carefully cared for.

Xing Xing turned sideways, hugged Zhang Rong's slender waist tightly with both hands, let her fully feel the hot temperature on her body, and gently stroked her smooth back with her slender and soft palms, and gently comforted: "Rong'er, be good, go to sleep, husband will always be with you!" ”

"Really?" Zhang Rong's tone was mixed with joy and unconvinced trepidation.

As he spoke, he happily kissed Zhang Rong's smooth forehead softly, and his tone became softer and softer, "Good, how could my husband lie to you?" Go to sleep! ”

Although she could hardly see anything in the dark night, Zhang Rong clearly felt that the eyes that were staring at her happily were as warm as the sunshine in spring, full of distress and love. The breath on his body made the fear in his heart slowly fade, and the chill in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a warm ironing like soaking in a hot spring, peaceful and peaceful.

Zhang Rong obediently closed her eyes, a sweet and satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, and listened to the powerful heartbeat of Happy and gradually fell asleep.

Listening to the sound of slow and long breathing in my ears, I sighed happily and silently.

Since the beginning of the Three Kingdoms, the mainland has not really calmed down, and in this era of cannibalism without spitting out bones, cannibalism is not uncommon, let alone legalized human trafficking. Zhang Rong is a protagonist in countless tragedies.

Zhang Rong's father was originally a learned scholar, a sesame petty official, and a very beautiful wife. In troubled times, there is a lot of life, and this sentence should be proved in Zhang Rong's mother.

Human beings are so smart that they can no longer do things simply, and they can do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. Like, in order to be promoted, they can pay any price, such as a wife. The trading of power and sex and the trading of power for money are not uncommon in the contemporary era when civilization is so developed, let alone in that era when only survival is king.

Zhang Rong's beautiful mother and delicate and lovely self were ruthlessly given to a big nobleman by his father, just to be able to get more survival resources.

Will a person whose status is like a commodity be valued by others? The answer is obviously no. Zhang Rong's mother was suffering the humiliation of being abandoned by her husband, and she also had to endure the ** from a big aristocratic family.

Zhang Rong will not forget that her mother, in the eyes of others, is just a tool to vent, she witnessed more than five men pressing her mother under her and bullying her at will, while her mother could only cry silently to protect her life.

However, even so, Zhang Rong still encountered the most terrifying and unbearable thing in her life.

On a drunken night, after the big nobleman ravaged Zhang Rong's mother frantically, he saw Zhang Rong with fear in his eyes.

In order to protect her young daughter from being bullied, Zhang Rong's mother broke out, and she used the scissors that originally wanted to commit suicide to escape the miserable life, and killed the fat nobleman. At night, Zhang Rong's mother took her out of the dog hole in the wall of the courtyard of the great nobleman's house.

At that time, it was snowing heavily, and the howling north wind blew on her face like a knife, making Zhang Rong not only cold, but also painful. Zhang Rong's mother was physically and mentally devastated, her life was withering rapidly, and now she couldn't compete with the harsh winter, so she died behind hiding behind a dilapidated thatched hut with Zhang Rong.

Just when Zhang Rong couldn't stand the hunger and cold, and thought that she was going to accompany her deceased mother, the ninth generation leader of the Lunatic Cult appeared, took her away, saved her fragile life, and changed her fate. That year, Zhang Rong was only eight years old.

Under the careful teaching of the Moon Worship Sect Master, Zhang Rong practiced martial arts and learned cultural knowledge with all her might, just wanting to forget her tragic experience. At the age of eighteen, Zhang Rong made some achievements in martial arts and became the first young disciple of the Lunatic Worship Sect.

Zhang Rong has never forgotten the pain inflicted on her by her father, and her surname is also with her deceased mother. At the age of eighteen, Zhang Rong could no longer control the hatred in her heart and put an end to the shameless man with her own hands.

Fifteen years ago, Zhang Rong finally passed the test of the elders and became the tenth generation leader of the Lunatic Cult, and since then, the heavy mission has fallen on her weak shoulders. While she gained power and majesty, she was destined to be lonely and lonely with her.

What happened to her when she was a child, Zhang Rong has always been buried deep in her heart and has never told anyone about it, including her close master and apprentice Zhang Lihua. But lying in Happy Arms, she could no longer hold back the misery and sadness in her heart, and told the secret that had been suppressed in her heart for more than 20 years.

Zhang Rong looks amorous and infinitely scratched on the surface, who would have thought that in her childhood, there would be such a miserable experience. Although he lost his parents at a young age, it was because of the mutilation of terrorists, which was far less than the harm and pain that Zhang Rong suffered when he was betrayed by his loved ones.

When I thought of that cold winter, an eight-year-old girl cowered in the corner, her eyes full of helplessness and despair; For more than 20 years, she chewed on the pain in her heart and the loneliness and loneliness that penetrated her heart alone, and her happy heart ached, and a heartfelt pity welled up in her heart, making him involuntarily clench the arm that hugged Zhang Rong's body.

"Hmm", Zhang Rong hummed softly, like a well-behaved cat, and arched into her happy arms, the smile on her face was very peaceful and tranquil.

"Whew-"

Facing the rising sun in the east, he happily spit out a long puff of white mist, exhaling the faint melancholy in his heart out of his body. Although his eyes are as deep and calm as water, there is occasionally a touch of gentleness and confusion.

Carrying Zhang Rong's tenderness and strong reluctance, he happily said goodbye to Zhang Rong and left Zuiyue Tower. Regarding the relationship between the two, Happy did not say it explicitly, but Zhang Rong could feel that Happy had obviously changed for herself, and this was enough. After all, if you announce the relationship with happiness at this time, you will be in trouble if you say that you are in trouble, and it is more likely to bring disaster to happiness.

In Yecheng in the early morning of winter, the streets are covered with white and thick snow, and there are few pedestrians on the road, and they are in a hurry. happily and calmly "crunched" the snow on it, ignoring the north wind that picked himself up and desperately drilled into his neck.

As soon as he returned to his mansion, he saw Hong Bing, the captain of twenty special forces, come forward and report: "Childe, last night there was a person who called himself Li Feng who said that he wanted to see you, but when he saw that you did not return overnight, his subordinates arranged for him to wait for you in the guest room!" ”

"Well, I see, you go get busy, don't pull off the training!" Nodding happily, he instructed Hong Bing and walked towards his small courtyard.

"Helper!" As soon as Xingcai stepped into the courtyard, Zhenghou was in the courtyard, and Hong Bing, who had a cold face, immediately stepped forward to salute.

Seeing Hong Bing's frowns tightly and his thin lips pursed hard, his eyes revealed anxiety and anger, and he raised his eyebrows happily, but the look on his face was still very indifferent.

"Follow me." After happily throwing down a sentence, Bendang strode towards the study.