At this time, Ye Chen, like the Ye Chen that Anya saw at the banquet of Yang Lao, was gloomy and cold, with a fierce aura circulating all over his body, extremely aggressive, and there was no trace of tenderness and honey in his deep eyes, and some were just a barren cold.

The starlight in the sky is instantly dimmed!

The wind blew Cheng Anya's long hair, fluttering messily, a few strands of hair brushed her cheeks, blurring her eyes, and the white moonlight poured out, like a dream among the kapok trees and white magnolias, she thought that tonight's moonlight was the most beautiful moonlight she had ever seen in her life.

But in a blink of an eye, she felt cold!

How could she have forgotten that although the moonlight is beautiful, it is always cold, just like her heart at the moment, soaked in the moonlight, getting colder and colder.

Ye Chen, you've pushed me out of your heart, haven't you?

Because of that sentence, it killed the future that you and I weave together.

Time seemed to stand still, no one spoke, the eyes of the exchange between Ye Sanshao and Cheng Anya could no longer find a trace of warmth, Yang Zekun was on the side, smiling coldly, the man in the wind of Yushu incarnated as Shura.

"Didn't you say that you don't know Lin Xiaoyue?" After a long time, Ye Sanshao asked coldly, his tense tone had a touch of anger, Ye Sanshao's fists were clenched, his knuckles were white, and his delicate and demonic facial features were gloomy.

Cheng Anya's throat hurt, she couldn't say a word, she vaguely knew what she had lost, and what she lost was something she couldn't bear, the helplessness, despair, and pain grabbed her heart like a demon.

The five fingers are forced, and the blood is dripping, and the stomach is broken!

She really realized what it means to be happy and sad, this night, romantic and beautiful, she cherished it in her heart, God you are so cruel, if you would have to insert a knife between us a long time ago, why do you want to cut it so quickly, when we are the happiest and most affectionate.

"Speak!" Ye Sanshao was furious, and the anger that was wandering on the edge of the cliff collapsed, and his ten fingers tightly pinched Cheng Anya's shoulder, the force almost crushed her delicate bones, and roared hoarsely in her ear, "Speak, say that you are not Lin Xiaoyue's granddaughter, say that you have nothing to do with her, say it......"

The night breeze blows, and the moonlight is cold.

The long hair is blurred, the silk is entangled, and it grabs the heart!

His face, in her eyes, was instantly hideous, and hatred surged wildly, hitting her heart firmly.

Cheng Anya's throat was like sand, the pain was unbearable, her brain was still buzzing, she couldn't figure out what to do for a while, and her smart brain was in severe pain, even more confused!

Yang Zekun split Ye Sanshao's hand to save her shoulder, she really had an illusion, if he didn't let go, she was really going to be crushed by him, I don't know if it was physical pain or heartache, Cheng Anya's eyes were red.

But the tears were just circled, and the stubborn ones were hidden again.

Yang Zekun protected her by his side and glared at Ye Sanshao coldly, "What do you hate now?" Didn't you send someone to check it out at first? Because you are afraid that it will be as you think, you stop, indulge yourself, and do your own evil! ”

"You *** me out, it's not your turn to talk too much about me and her!" Ye Sanshao was furious, his eyes were as cruel as a beast, and he dragged Anya, Yang Zekun didn't let go, Ye Sanshao's heart rolled with hatred, and he smashed Yang Zekun with a punch, hitting the chin, Yang Zekun couldn't guard for a while, was hit, and involuntarily let go.

Cheng Anya was dragged by Ye Sanshao's arm numb, she hadn't come back to her senses, a gust of wind whistled in her ears, Yang Zekun's fist grazed past her ear, and also hit Ye Sanshao's face, he staggered a few steps, there was blood on his lips, but he grabbed Cheng Anya tightly.

Yang Zekun's second punch arrived.

"!" Ye Sanshao burst into foul language in a rage, pushed Cheng Anya aside, picked up his fists, and fought with Yang Zekun, although Yang Zekun was also a practitioner, he had long hated Ye San so much that his teeth were itching, and he shot very fiercely, but his fighting level and Ye San were obviously not at the same level.

Hand-to-hand combat, Ye Sanshao's fists were fast and fierce, making Yang Zekun's face blue and his mouth spitting blood, he was crazy about lust, anger, and hatred all night, and was about to find a catharsis, Yang Zekun took the initiative to send it to the door, he was simply beaten as a sandbag.

At the beginning, Yang Zekun could still land one or two punches on Ye Sanshao, but later he obviously couldn't stand it and was violently beaten by Ye Sanshao!

The wind was howling, Cheng Anya looked at this scene in astonishment, seeing that Yang Zekun vomited several mouthfuls of blood, Cheng Anya couldn't stand anymore, rushed over and stopped Ye Sanshao, "Stop fighting, Ye Chen, let's kill people again!" ”

Ye Sanshao threw Cheng Anya away, and smashed Yang Zekun's lower abdomen with a punch, damn, even if he is not at a fighting level, he dares to beat him in the face, he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive, seeing that he is going to fight again, Cheng Anya really can't help it, this is going to be really fatal, Ye Sanshao is going to be ruined, even if he beats people like this, the senior can also test his injuries and sue him.

She rushed to Yang Zekun to block it, Ye Chen's fist came head-on, fast and fierce, Cheng Anya was so frightened that her eyes widened, and the terrifying fist stopped at the bridge of her nose......

"Get out of the way!" Ye Sanshao shouted angrily, "Otherwise, I'll beat you together!" ”

"Try it!" Cheng Anya was not to be outdone, yes, you didn't move lightly or severely, it was you who suffered the loss of the senior, do you think he is Ye Yutang's idiot?

Ye Sanshao held his breath stiffly, withdrew his fist, his face was dark and uncertain, Yang Zekun was beaten miserably, his off-white casual clothes were full of blood, his face was bruised and purple, and the man who had always been as gentle as jade was embarrassed.

Ye Sanshao didn't get much better, he was punched a few times, there were some marks on his face, and the rest were not injured.

"Get out!" Ye Sanshao's eyebrows were lowered, but Cheng Anya's heart sank into the bottomless abyss, did he shout at the senior to get out, or to tell her to get out? Or do both of them roll together?

"Ye Chen, I really don't know who Lin Xiaoyue is, I didn't mean to lie to you!" Cheng Anya said in a low voice, it can be regarded as an explanation, she only knows her mother and father since she was a child, and the rest of her relatives don't know anything.

Ye Sanshao didn't speak, he turned his head, obviously looking at her more and feeling uncomfortable!

"Anya, go back with me, grandpa wants to see you!" Yang Zekun said, covering his wound and helping Cheng Anya to leave, Ye Sanshao didn't have the slightest intention of staying, and his perfect side face was as hard as a carving.

The moonlight hit a layer of coldness on his face!

Cheng Anya angina, Ye Sanshao, why? At least give me a reason!

Ye San never spoke, standing coldly in the night, his fists clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.

Yang Zekun left with Cheng Anya, every step she took seemed to be stepping on a sharp knife, the pain was unbearable, I hoped that Ye Sanshao could keep her, but he didn't say a word!

The stubborn Cheng Anya bit her lower lip tightly, and her strength was so strong that she was bleeding.

It wasn't until Yang Zekun's side that she turned back, Ye Sanshao had already entered the villa, and the night was like a devil opening his mouth in terror, swallowing their hope and love, and the magnolia flowers fell, blowing up the sky full of sadness.

The document that pronounced the death of their love fluttered in the wind and filled the air.

"I'm not leaving!" Cheng Anya said, took a step back, and looked straight at Yang Zekun, "Senior, go to the hospital and have a look!" ”

"Anya, grandpa wants to see you, you are ...... It's my cousin, his granddaughter! Yang Zekun was in pain all over, he didn't expect Ye Sanshao's skills to be so terrifying, it was simply a killer level, but his heart hurt even more, and he was stabbed by his cousin and granddaughter.

They are blood relatives!

Cheng Anya was expressionless, "I'm his granddaughter, why can't I be with Ye Chen?" ”

"The Ye Yang family is old enemies, you can't be together!" Yang Zekun frowned, extremely unbearable.

"So what?"

What does the hatred of the Ye Yang family have to do with her?

"Anya, don't be stubborn, let's go home first, okay?" Yang Zekun softened his voice, and wanted to stroke her head lovingly as in the past, Cheng Anya took a step back quietly, Yang Zekun's hand stopped in mid-air, the wind blew, and one hand was lonely.

"My home, here!" Cheng Anya looked at their home and smiled, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask him myself!" ”

If she wants to die, she will also die!

Cheng Anya walked back to the villa step by step, Yang Zekun wanted to call her, but there was no sound, Ye Sanshao came to tell her, Anya, you ask for everything to understand, you will be hurt to the core.

But he still didn't say anything!

Cheng Anya walked over, picked up the documents scattered on the ground, sorted them out, and looked at them carefully.

Her grandmother, named An Yulan, real name Lin Xiaoyue, and his grandfather, named Chen De, lived in a very secluded mountain col and had a daughter, Chen Nianyun, and later a family in a village caught fire, and the whole family was burned to death, leaving a daughter Gu Meiling, Chen De and Lin Xiaoyue adopted a daughter.

When Chen Nianyun was sixteen years old, Lin Xiaoyue died of illness, Chen De disappeared without a trace, Chen Nianyun took the young Gu Meiling out of the mountain col, went outside, and later married Cheng Guang and gave birth to Cheng Anya.

Cheng Anya knows the rest!

It's a very simple story, with no twists and turns, because the place where her grandparents live is almost isolated from the world, and the information is not complete, but it is clearly written that the two husbands and wives are very affectionate, and her grandfather has been taking care of her grandmother until she dies.

The love between the two is very touching in the eyes of the older generation in the village!

The senior is really powerful, Cheng Anya smiled bitterly, these things that even she doesn't know, don't let him turn it out!

Is her mother the daughter of Yang Lao? From Ye Chen's narration, she vaguely guessed that she left with her child back then, fell into the river and did not die, got married, and gave birth to her mother, but ......

Why didn't she come back, didn't send her mother back, and completely lost contact with Yang Lao?

Nian Yun, Nian Yun...... Hehe, she should have thought of it a long time ago, in Yang Lao's name, there is a cloud character, thinking of Yun, missing Yang Yun......

Cheng Anya smiled coldly, the grievances and grievances of the previous generation continued to this generation, she wanted to laugh very much, laughed heartily, but her throat only overflowed with broken voices......

Weeping like a complaint......

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Even insist, I am my own mother............

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