Immediately after, Tang Song Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed miserably three times, and shouted, "Holy Queen, have you seen it all?" ”

"Under the leadership of your wise martial arts, countless hot-blooded men with broken swords have thrown their heads and spilled their blood for the eternal enmity of the ancestor Sword Saint, and for the shame and humiliation of the Oriental martial arts for thirty years! Subordinates, go first! ”

At the moment, his face was full of mortal determination, and before anyone could react, there was already a sharp short knife in his hand!

Without the slightest hesitation, he slashed it and wiped it into his throat!

The fiery red blood sprayed out, setting off a blood dance in the sky. Finally, it has added a bit of rare vitality to this bitter winter!

"Puff ......" for five seconds, and finally fell straight down and lost his breath!

At this moment, this old butler who had been lurking in the Su family for thirty years, this famous god of war in the Flood Desolation Realm under the Broken Knife Stream, finally went to hell and entered the Yellow Spring, and completely fell!

For a while, Zhao Xiaotian was also shocked and moved!

Full of doubts, I couldn't guess what the secret that the old butler had told before he died! Or is it simply a mystery out of nothing?

But how can it not be clear that in today's battle, the broken sword flow damaged the two great gods of war in the Flood Desolation Realm, and tragically killed more than 20 upper-level and middle-level aces of the Nirvana Realm, such a price is definitely heavy enough!

It's enough to hurt the muscles and bones, and it's enough to hurt the vitality!

Although he, Zhao Xiaotian, also knows that there can be such an ending, it is more because that woman attaches too much importance to feelings, is too soft-hearted and indecisive, and attaches too much importance to the principles and morality of doing things!

I don't want to hurt the defenseless family members of the Su family, and I don't want to fight him Zhao Xiaotian head-on!

Otherwise, I'm afraid that before the Song family and the elite of Xiaotianmen arrive, the overall situation has been decided, the Su family has been ruined, and the industry has been lost!

Even strictly speaking, if from the very beginning, that woman cut off the love thread with a sword, ruthlessly and decisively killed him Zhao Xiaotian, and eradicated him, the biggest obstacle in front of the monstrous ambition of the Broken Knife Stream, I am afraid that the iron hooves of the Broken Knife Flow would have already poured out of the nest and stepped on the land of China, and had already set off a bloody storm!

This made him feel too guilty and uneasy! He owes her so much!

But what can he do?

It is about the life and death and honor of Huaxia martial arts, and about the soul of Meihua Nunnery that has been reproducing for hundreds of years, what can he do?

The love of children is long, the head is hot, and even the three-hundred-year foundation of the Zhao family can be abandoned!

This huge conspiracy and farce related to the survival of the Su family has finally come to an end!

Su Bancheng and the group of family members almost walked in the hands of the god of death, and naturally they were ecstatic to receive amnesty. Qi brushed and rushed to Zhao Qingniu and Song Qingcheng, and after thanking him for his kindness, he left.

Cao Wuye was just beaten, and he was hung on a tree to play for a while, and his nose and face were swollen naturally and he ran away with the tail between his legs!

Originally, Zhang Xiaohua still wanted to stay here and go to the city with him Zhao Xiaotian, but she was directly like a bandit leader robbing Mrs. Zhai, and carried it directly into her Humvee, saying that she was going to go to the world of two people and be romantic.

In the deserted mountains, there were bursts of crying shouts, "Miss Dongfang, you let me go, I don't want to be romantic with you!" I'm still young, and I don't want to be a partner yet......"

"You...... If you do it to me again, kiss my mouth, I'll die to show you! ”

"Master Tai, Uncle Junior, save me quickly......"

Hoarse, miserable and desolate!

Poor child, life is gloomy!

Tang Qingge was naturally very fast, and with the courtesy of his subordinates, he said goodbye and led the group of masters from Xiaotianmen to leave.

Song Qingcheng's expression was calm, he stood proudly with the long sword on his back, his eyes locked on Su Wanxi in the distance, his face was still calm and indifferent!

After a long time, he slowly turned around, looked at Zhao Xiaotian next to him, stood on tiptoe and gently tapped his somewhat messy collar.

Yanran smiled and captivated the country and the city, "Although you didn't say it, I can feel that there is too much pain and too much bitterness in your heart!" I can also see that she is also very bitter! ”

The weak and boneless little hand took the initiative to stuff into his palm, "But I still hope that you can straighten your waist." After the bitter cold, there must be spring flowers, right? ”

Zhao Qingniu didn't say a word, let out a long sigh, but his old face suddenly felt a little melancholy and bitter.

After a while, Song Qingcheng gritted his teeth, and his voice suddenly became a little low, "I am a female streamer, I don't have much noble national righteousness, and I don't care how monstrous her wolf ambitions are!" I won't interfere in the matter between you and her! ”

"But again, I just want you to be well! If she dares to hurt you and humiliate you, I will play with her! ”

"Either I die by her sword, or, she dies by my sword! Even if you hate me for the rest of your life, it doesn't matter! ”

"Also, I heard that you bought a villa, and my grandfather and I decided to stay there for the next two days! Come back early, I'll be waiting for you at home! ”

After speaking, he held the old smoking gun and walked forward unhurriedly. With that group of elites of the Zhao family, they got into the luxury convoy and drove out slowly!

So soon, on the empty grass, only Zhao Xiaotian and Su Wanxi were left.

Zhao Xiaotian didn't speak until the convoy disappeared from sight, and he let out a wry smile.

At this time, he turned around and walked towards Su Wanxi with heavy steps.

Walking up to her, he looked at her pale and beautiful face in a daze, and his Adam's apple was agitating up and down.

I want to say something, but I don't seem to know how to say it!

Su Wanxi didn't speak, and looked at him.

But this time, it was not as usual, sweet and happy to throw himself into his arms, enjoying his warmth and pampering.

It's just a pair of small hands clutching the hem of the skirt, and the weak fragrant shoulders are swaying weakly. Tears swirled in his eyes again, and in his eyes, only the despair of the soul devouring collarbone remained, and only the bitterness that was too unforgettable.

There are too many strong feelings of reluctance, and the desolation of being powerless.

For some reason, this pair of men and women who have experienced life and death, experienced too many ups and downs, and are deeply in love with each other, seem to have become too strange, as if they have been separated by a gap that can never be crossed!

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and the atmosphere always seemed a little oppressive.

Su Wanxi bit her lower lip with her teeth, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

After a long time, it seemed that he mustered up great courage to finally break the silence between the two, "You...... You've got the results of your investigation into me, you know everything, right? ”

In just an instant, two lines of cold tears rolled out like a flood that burst the embankment.

The corners of his mouth had been bitten, and a flaming red blood seeped through. The voice was hoarse and indistinct, full of sorrow that was greater than the sadness of death.

For a while, Zhao Xiaotian's face turned even paler.

The Adam's apple was agitating up and down, his lips were trembling, and his bloodshot eyes were too hard.

For a long time, he smiled.

Just a smile, too much self-deprecation, too much misery, too much hardship.

nodded with such difficulty, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a sad voice, "Su Wanxi...... Oh no, maybe I should call you, Miss Chiba Wanqing! Holding the core power of the Broken Sword Flow, the Holy Queen of the Broken Sword Flow in the Great Perfection Realm! ”

"But I really don't know, if it weren't for my secret investigation of you, how long would you have lied to me......"