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If it is said that a father and daughter kill each other, it is a tragedy in the world, but it is even more tragic for a child to force his parents to kill himself.

Xie Yuan's move was like a storm condensing, like a raging rage, and suddenly buckled the sword on his waist, sonor!

The sword was drawn.

Chu Lanai and the others changed their faces, and Su Dazai and the others also shouted, "Xie Guogong, no!" ”

"The Lord'!!"

Bi Er and the others were stunned, and they all knelt on the ground, and the people in the second and third rooms couldn't help but want to break through the blockade of the courtyard and come here.

But they couldn't get by, so they could only watch the father and daughter in the main courtyard face each other with their swords.

Then, Xie Yuan turned his wrist and pointed his sword at the person in the courtyard next door.

"If you dare to kill yourself like your mother, I will bury your favorite brothers and sisters alive."

"Ah Jin, you know I can do it."

He never denied that he was ruthless, and the Xie family was basically self-aware, but when he really saw it, it was still quite scary.

Mingyue, who had just broken through the maid's block, saw a secret guard clasp her neck as soon as she saw it.

Bright Moon" !! ”

And Ming Dai and Ming Rong also met the sword edge in front of them, not to mention Xie Zhixuan, who was stopped at the corner of the other courtyard, was already pressed against the pillar.

As parents, Xu and the others were extremely frightened, at a loss, and did not dare to move.

Because they knew that Xie Yuan could really do it.

When Ming Jin saw this scene, he was stunned, then smiled, looked up slightly, and looked at the snow, the snowflakes fell on her cheeks.

The sky is vast, and thousands of miles of snow are covered.

No matter how far away she is, she can't spend this boundless snowy night, and she can't see the distant realm, just like her life.

Her expression seemed to be bitter, but not bitter, she only murmured, "A century-old family is nothing more than accumulating virtue, doing good, doing good, and then doing good, self-denial and revenge, and confusion and guarding." That's what my grandfather taught me. ”

She looked down at the straw hat in her hand, muttered for a moment, loosened her wrist, and gently lowered her sword.

But Bi Shiyi on the side didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief, and only looked at Ming Jin cautiously.

He saw Ming Jin's eyebrows drooping slightly? He said to the king, "Father, you think you know me, but you don't necessarily know that I don't seek death. ”

"Do you remember what I said four years ago?"

Xie Yuan frowned? I seem to think of something, my face suddenly changed? Before he could speak, he saw that he was cautious and said lightly.

"A hundred years of the family? If it is too much, if it is overturned? For you the daughter of Xie Yuan, I will be a prostitute. ”

"Shut up!"

Xie Yuanli drinks? Hideous? It seems to be angry to the extreme.

Lin suddenly remembered that her husband had secretly talked to her at night, and mentioned that Ming Jin had angered her eldest brother four years ago, and she was suddenly surprised? So that's the phrase?

Fearless? The look is faint, and the eyes are ruthless? The coldness? In the eyebrows and eyes are lowered, all kinds of melancholy.

"I'm too much like you, and I've been unwilling to be inferior since I was a child? As long as I want? No one can beat me? It's not in vain that you and your grandfather have bothered to raise you. ”

"If I hadn't died, I wouldn't have committed suicide like Azhu, even if I was a prostitute? I'll also be a caged Oiran. ”

She stretched out her hand and stroked the corners of her eyes, so that the tears that came out of her eyes were ground into marks under her fingertips, leaving a faint rouge at the corners of her eyes, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, without cowardice, and full of charm.

So far, she doesn't even want to cry.

Gently stroked the sword she had put down, lowered her head and gently stuck it in the snow, then she raised her head and said softly to Xie Yuan.

"If she does not die, she will have no children."

He is a prostitute, and he has no children forever.

She looked down at the hat in her hand, and there was boundless astringency in her eyes.

In my heart, I silently thought of the century-old family, which is nothing more than accumulating virtue and doing good, and then doing good, self-denial, and guarding my heart. If it is misbehaving, it will be a curse.

But there were no tears to be had.

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Xie Yuan was speechless, his face flushed, but his lips faded blood, and Ming Jin stopped looking at him, let go of the hilt of the sword, bent down to pick up the cloak on the ground, gently shook off the snowflakes on it, and then carefully wrapped it in the hat, put it on the wrist, and looked back at the group of people on the main house.

At that glance, few people could see through, only to see her bow slightly, and then walked sideways towards the arch on the side, in the form of a single shadow, followed by wind and snow.

But when he passed the arch, Ming Jin seemed to think of something, paused, and asked, "Where did you bury her?" ”

"There is no flesh left, only her head is found."

"And where do you bury her head?"

Xie Yuan closed his eyes and said, "The emperor's power technique, those who do not obey are all rebellious, but they cannot be known, and they are only burned with fire oil." ”

Mingyue and the others were frightened, and Qi Qi looked at Ming Jin with deep pain, but Ming Jin only lost his mind, turned his back to Xie Yuan, and finally smiled faintly.

"It's okay, this world can't keep them."

And then it was gone.

And Xie Yuan only lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

The red marks on the snow correspond to the blood stains left by Ming Jin not far away.

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When Mingjin crossed the corridor, she saw Mingyue and a few people standing there, she was stunned, looked at each other, half a sound, Mingyue couldn't help but rush over, rushed to the front, wanted to hug Mingjin, but didn't dare, her face was full of tears and snot, sobbing, and she couldn't speak for a while, and finally she held back a sentence.

"I haven't performed my chest crushing boulder yet, are you still watching?"

She didn't know what to say, and she didn't understand why all of a sudden so much was happening.

Before the night had passed, the sky changed.

Obviously it was good before.

Ming Jin didn't speak, her eyes were as cold as water, she refused to collapse and break up, nor did she refuse to repair it, she just stretched out her hand, gently hugged Mingyue, and gently put her head on the latter's shoulder, as if she took a breath, that long and weak breath, maybe more of a sigh, tired, dazed, and indescribable sentimentality.

Mingyue didn't dare to say anything, and in the future, would they be able to have a hot spring together next time.

How dare you ask, how can you ask.

After a while, Ming Dai said hoarsely, "Bandage your hands first, otherwise they will be wasted." ”

Mingyue came back to her senses, and then hurriedly called someone, and Peony and the female secret guard who was good at medicine were already waiting on the side.

In the inner room, the stove lit a fire, Ming Dai and Mingyue sat on the side and were a little restless, but tried their best to be quiet, while Mingrong was making tea, moving and forbearing, until a pot of good tea came out, at this time the wound was also bandaged, and Ming Jin had an extra cup of tea in front of him.

She looked at Mingrong, who stood in front of her, melted into the warm glow of the room, and spoke to her.

"It is said that it is the family and the country, but in fact, many people who are in the struggle between the family and the country have never seen the real world at all."

"I'm married, I don't have a chance, you still have it, go out for a walk."

Mingrong pulled Mingjin's right hand, handed the warm teacup to her, and closed her fingers.

"The rivers and rivers flow over the years, the mountains and seas pass by, and it is good to put your life in heaven and earth."

Her words were too deep, Ming Dai didn't understand it very well, let alone Mingyue, but Ming Jin could understand it, she looked at Ming Rong, and the latter touched her head.

Ming Dai and Ming Yue suddenly understood why Ming Jin had similar small actions in the past.

Accompanied by the young and young, supported by the young, in a lifetime, everyone will leave the shadow of others.

It may be painful, or confused, or growing, but it is all immortal time.

And after they left, Peony showed a look of horror, and half-knelt in front of Ming Jin, who was lying on the soft couch, "Girl, girl"

With her white fingers caressing her eyelids, she sighed softly, "Get me a pen and paper." ”

Peony was startled, but seeing that Ming Jin's mood was still stable, she obediently turned around and went to the study to get a pen and paper, as soon as she left, Ming Jin took out a handkerchief and covered it over his mouth, after a while, the handkerchief was scarlet, she glanced at it, her eyebrows were indifferent, and she only raised it and threw it into the basket.