thirty-five

When the two groups of people were tense, the family member who had just been dismissed suddenly ran back and said with a panicked expression: "Master! The villain didn't see the eldest lady in the marriage room, and the eldest lady didn't know where to go! ”

"What did you say!" Cheng Cheng was shocked, and before he could make a countermeasure, he heard Liaoyuan shouting: "Do it!" The black-clothed men drew their swords and swarmed upwards to kill Cheng Cheng, and the shadow guards and the family also moved, and the two groups of people instantly fought together.

The huge courtyard was filled with the sound of continuous metal impact.

Ten steps away, Liao Yuan also raised his long sword and pointed it at Cheng Cheng's eyebrows. Cheng Cheng had no time to be distracted, and drew his knife to parry Liaoyuan's killing move.

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At night, the streets are empty, the lights of thousands of homes are quietly lit, and the windows on both sides of the street reveal dim lights, faintly illuminating the busy figures of one black and one red.

Xiao Yuan, dressed in a night costume, pulled Zhi'er, who was dressed in a red xia wedding dress, and galloped through the street.

"Brother Xiao Yuan....... Zhi'er couldn't run anymore and stopped...... Stop for a moment and let Zhi'er breathe......."

There was no response, Xiao Yuan's hand still clamped Zhi'er's wrist and continued to drag Zhi'er to run.

Zhi'er was physically exhausted, stumbled one step, and almost fell.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, are you ...... You put ...... Zhi'er's wrist is strained! ”

There was still no response, and Xiao Yuan had no intention of stopping.

At this time, he gave Zhi'er the feeling that he was not simply escaping from marriage, but more like fleeing in panic, as if he would be engulfed by endless nightmares as soon as he turned around.

"Stop!" Zhi'er let out a loud shout, shook off Xiao Yuan's hand vigorously, and gasped for breath.

Xiao Yuan was stunned for a moment and stopped, as if he had just come back to his senses.

"Zhi'er, hold on, otherwise you won't be able to run away if your father sends someone to catch up." Xiao Yuan forced a calm urge.

"Tell me, what are you running away! What the hell is going on that scares you so much! ”

"Of course, it's to take Zhi'er to escape from marriage! Does Zhi'er want to be captured by your father and go back to be the grandmother of the Gao family? Xiao Yuan made a joke with a smile, but he couldn't hide the eagerness and panic in his eyes, and reached out to pull Zhi'er again.

Zhi'er didn't follow, and stepped back to avoid Xiao Yuan's outstretched hand.

"Don't lie to me! In the past, you took care of me in every way, and even if I had the slightest bruise, I would be nervous for a long time. But along the way, I almost fell, you didn't look back, your wrist was strangled by you, and you didn't stop, it's like a different person. What the hell is going on?! If you don't make it clear, I won't go with you! ”

Xiao Yuan knew that he couldn't get past it, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and the two fell silent, leaving only Zhi'er's heavy gasp.

"Zhi'er ......" Xiao Yuan was about to speak out, but saw a group of people stumbling on the street behind Zhi'er, all of them panicked and frightened, among them, there were domestic servants and maids dressed in Gaofu, and there were also wealthy businessmen and famous children from all walks of life.

In the messy and noisy crying, I vaguely heard the words "Cheng family's old sorrow", "Gaofu is implicated", "bloody wedding banquet" and so on.

Suddenly, a familiar figure ran in a panic in the crowd, it was the Gao family's Taishou, Zhi'er's "master"!

"Uncle Gao, what happened? Why did all the people at the wedding banquet run out and still be so panicked? Seeing this, Zhi'er was uneasy and stretched out her hand to stop Gao Taishou.

"Cheng Zhi'er? Why are you here? Incredible! Out of nowhere, a group of black-clothed people in night clothes came to the wedding banquet in my Gaofu and went on a killing spree, saying that they were looking for your father for revenge! I heard from the family members who escaped later that the leader of the group of black-clothed people is the steward of your Cheng Mansion! ”

When Zhi'er heard this, she felt bad in her heart. Panickedly, he glanced at Xiao Yuan's pale face at the moment, ran back to Gaofu against the crowd.

The resentful gaze of Xiao Yuan when he first saw his father more than ten years ago ......

Xiao Yuan's skills when he fought against the Taoist priest......

Xiao Yuan was inexplicably indifferent......

As an ordinary subordinate, Xiao Yuan is proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, Music and Music Theory......

Last night, there were more than a dozen figures on the window of the courtyard of the miscellaneous courtyard......

The night clothes that Xiao Yuan was wearing at the moment......

Scenes after scenes of unusual images flashed in Zhi'er's mind, turning into bursts of fear, drowning Zhi'er's mind, and all the pictures seemed to confirm the terrible guess in Zhi'er's heart - this was a long-planned vendetta!

Zhi'er didn't dare to continue to think about it, wiped the tears from her face, and ran towards Gaofu at a faster pace, only begging her father to be fine.

Xiao Yuan stood in place, looking at Zhi'er's distant figure in a daze, with a sluggish expression.

"After all, can't paper hold the fire? Zhi'er, what I'm going to take you away from is not the marriage contract with the Gao family, but the endless feud between the Cheng Liao family! ”

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thirty-six

The Gaofu compound was filled with heavy blood, and the originally bright red and festive lanterns were splashed with blood and became hideous and terrifying.

The swords are scattered, the blood corpses are scattered, and the wedding banquet is mourning......

The sword light and sword shadow gradually turned into a dead silence, and occasionally a few painful moans before death were heard. The Five Shadow Guards and the black-clothed people were already killed and injured in the fight. Although the Five Shadow Guards are extremely strong, they can't stand the black-clothed people who are several times more manpowered, and they are frantically fighting for their lives.

At this moment, in the courtyard, the only people who are still standing are Cheng Cheng and Liaoyuan. Both of them were covered in scars, and their torn clothes oozed scarlet blood.

The two swords faced each other, parrying each other and wrestling with each other, gasping for breath, blood dripping from the cracked tiger's mouth.

"What a bullshit shadow guard, that's just it!" Liao Yuan stared at Cheng Cheng sarcastically through the blade. In fact, he knew in his heart that it was the more than ten surviving family members of the Liao family who fought to the death to reluctantly fight to the end, and at this moment, all the hope of revenge fell on him Liao Yuan alone.

"Huh, huh?" After intertwining the parrying blades, the corners of Cheng Cheng's mouth once again hooked up a dangerous hideous smile.

There was movement behind him, and Liao Yuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart, raised his leg and slammed it on Cheng Cheng's chest to repel it, and then turned around and stabbed out with a sword.

The shadow guard behind him slammed to the ground, he had already lost an arm, and there were countless swords all around him, and a sharp sword root style pierced through his chest from the back. If it was really a dead soldier who didn't want to die, did Rao accept such a terrible injury, or did he want to take his last breath and try to sneak attack Qianyuan from behind.

Cheng Cheng immediately stabilized his body after being repulsed, and took advantage of the gap between Liaoyuan's kills and sneak attack on the shadow guard, and stabbed with a sword.

The piercing sound of broken bones sounded, and the embers of the blade sank into Liao Yuan's back, instantly penetrating Liao Yun's heart......

thirty-seven

Zhi'er finally ran back to the door of Gaofu, holding on to the knocker, bending over and gasping for breath.

A gust of night wind blew, carrying heavy blood and filling Zhi'er's chest, and her eyes suddenly turned black and she retched violently.

Staggered into the courtyard, seeing the tragic scene in front of her, Zhi'er was so angry that she fell to the ground and almost fainted.

"Uncle Zhao...... Fauber ...... Ah Gui ...... "Zhi'er called one name after another, shaking one corpse after another that was stained with blood and cut off from life, tears pouring down tears. These people, who had watched her grow up since childhood, fell in front of her one by one, without breath. 、

In the middle of the courtyard, an extremely weak and embarrassed figure sits, pranayama with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Zhi'er hurriedly pounced.

"Daddy! Daddy! How are you! Don't scare Zhi'er, Daddy! Seeing her father, who is usually dignified, but now he is covered in blood and embarrassed, and Zhi'er can't cry.

"Silly girl, you're gone, why are you coming back?" Cheng Cheng opened his eyes, stroked Zhi'er's cheek, and was relieved to see that his daughter was safe and sound.

"Let's go, Daddy, Zhi'er will help you find the doctor! Daddy must hold on! Zhi'er got up to help Cheng Cheng, but saw a dark shadow standing at the door.

Xiao Yuan saw that the last surviving relatives of the Liao family had also turned into corpses all over the ground, and walked towards Cheng Cheng step by step, his face was expressionless, but his fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons burst out, making Zhi'er's heart fall as cold as an ice valley.

"Nope! Brother Xiao Yuan, please, don't come here! Leave my daddy alone! Zhi'er cried out loud in fear, helping Cheng Cheng step by step back.

Suddenly, a pair of bloodstained hands grabbed Xiao Yuan's ankles.

Xiao Yuan leaned down and checked Liaoyuan's injuries, it was obvious that Liaoyuan's breath could not enter or exit, and he was bound to die, even if Hua Tuo was reincarnated, he would not be able to return to the sky, and the Liao family's revenge had not been avenged, all with resentment and unwillingness, hanging on his last breath.

Liao Yuan trembled, slowly raised the sword in his hand in front of Xiao Yuan, his eyes widened angrily, and he tried his best to say something, but his throat was sealed by blood, and he could only let out a hoarse breath and couldn't spit out a clear word.

On the blood-stained sword, the word "Liao" glowed with a scarlet cold light, hideous and dazzling.

Xiao Yuan took the sword and nodded. Liaoyuan's heavy responsibility of revenge was entrusted, and he finally exhaled his last breath, the hand that raised the sword fell to the ground, and the vitality quickly dissipated, but his eyes were dumbfounded, and he couldn't see it.

"Uncle, you are watching here, little nephew, go and avenge my Liao family!"

Xiao Yuan lifted Liaoyuan's body up, leaned against a boulder, his eyes were wide open, overflowing with monstrous resentment and hatred, looking at Cheng Cheng's father and daughter, which made people feel cold. And Xiao Yuan, lifting the sword, approached Cheng Cheng's father and daughter step by step.

thirty-eight

"Nope! Brother Xiao Yuan! Please, Zhi'er, please, let Daddy go, Zhi'er go with you, Zhi'er go with you! Don't kill my daddy! Don't ......" Zhi'er pleaded desperately while helping Cheng Cheng back.

"I, surname, Liao!" Xiao Yuan's eyes were red, his forehead was covered with green tendons, and he couldn't hear Zhi'er's cry repeatedly, and he let out a hoarse roar, but he still didn't stop approaching.

"Nope! Stop it! Brother Xiao Yuan! Stop it! Zhi'er put down Cheng Cheng, rushed forward, hugged Xiao Yuan, and resisted to prevent him from taking a step forward, her voice became hoarse due to crying, and her eyes were full of tears.

Why! Why! Why did the two men I love the most fall into such an endless situation?!

"Me. Surname. Distant! Xiao Yuan roared angrily, raised his hand to push Zhi'er away, and continued to approach Cheng Cheng.

"Xiao Yuan! Stop! Zhi'er hugged Xiao Yuan tightly from behind, her hoarse throat had coughed up blood, but she still couldn't reduce the killing intent in Xiao Yuan's eyes.

"Me! Surname! Distant! - Xiao Yuan roared like thunder, suddenly shook his hand and flipped Zhi'er to the ground, took a step forward, lifted his sword, and stabbed Cheng Cheng with all his might.

"No!" Zhi'er watched as the blade of the sword sank into her chest, and the blood rain rose into the sky. Angry, Zhi'er raised her head and coughed up a mouthful of blood, her consciousness was scattered, and she fell to the ground and fainted.

A sword pierces the heart. Xiao Yuan's face was splashed with mottled blood. He gasped heavily, as if the sword had stabbed out, exhausting all his strength.

Cheng Cheng slowly fell into Xiao Yuan's arms and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Liao's ...... Hatred of the Race...... ...... with Zhi'er Independent...... Girl she...... I like you very much, please ...... Take her ...... Take care of ......" Before the words fell, his vitality was cut off, leaning on Xiao Yuan, and slowly sliding to the ground. Before he died, Cheng Cheng had a relieved smile on his face, and he couldn't see a trace of pain.

The last sentence before he died turned out to be a request and entrustment to Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan's body was weak, and he fell to his knees, looking down at his trembling hands, which were covered with blood......