There is only one fourth lady on the rivers and lakes.

The fourth lady is the darling of God, amazing and gorgeous, and thousands of honors and favors.

She is the beloved daughter of Mu Cangping, the top of the famous sword list, and the precious granddaughter of Jin Zhenyue, the leader of the martial arts league, who is pampered in the palm of her hand.

She is also the fiancée of Jin Liu, the best son of the Jin family, and the future housemother of the Jin family.

Wisdom will die, and if it is too full, it will be lost.

With the destruction of the Jin family and the fire of the Mu family, the name Fourth Miss has not been mentioned for many years.

That's how many things in the world are. Through a layer of window paper, no one will think deeply. But once that layer of paper is pierced, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more real it becomes.

People looked at the woman standing upright on the sword drinking platform from a distance, her eyebrows were clear, her wind and bones were ethereal, and those who had seen the Lord of the Mu League said: "Like! It's really too similar. ”

Li Ting also said: "It's like! ”

In the midst of the attention, Mu Dianke smiled slightly. With a smile, two moving shallow pear vortices appeared on his cheeks. Like a spring breeze blowing through the flowers and trees, the fine stones stir up ripples.

Anyone who has seen Miss Four knows that the little girl has a pear vortex when she laughs.

"Pavilion Master Li has good eyesight."

Li Mubai said: "It's not my good eyesight. can use the Mu family sword and the Jin family sword technique so freely, in addition to the fourth lady in this world, how can there be a second person? ”

Although the inheritance of the Jin family sword is not as demanding as the Mu family sword, it will not be passed on at will. In this generation, the women who have practiced the Jin family knife, except for Jin Zhenyue's two granddaughters Jin Rulian and Jin Nishang, are only the fourth young lady who has been raised in the Jin family since childhood.

And her knife technique was obviously taught by Jin Zhenyue himself. One knife and one style, grasp it very well. is even a few points stronger than the fifth lady Jin Zhige who didn't let her eyebrows go.

The crowd that had fallen into an eerie silence suddenly exploded. Like a pot of boiling water, churning endlessly.

Li Xiaoxiao was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She hadn't yet adapted to the transformation of Miss Yunsan Yun Lin as the Holy Maiden of the Ming Palace, and suddenly, the person on the stage changed and became the daughter of Mu Cangping, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Han Yiluo was even more like being struck by lightning.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, the fourth lady who should have been reincarnated and ran around the street with a soy sauce pot is ...... Deceived corpses?

A group of people looked at Chang Qianfo together.

Chang Qianfo just stood silently leaning on the railing, unaware of the gaze that had been placed on him.

It turned out that she was Miss Mu Si, who died in the fire nine years ago, and the fiancée of Jin Yanchen, the sixth son of Jin Yanchen, who escaped.

But why, even though she was alive, she didn't choose to return to the Mu family and seek protection from her father, but went incognito and went to the desert?

Why did she obviously have a marriage contract with Jin Yanchen, but she chose to be commensurate with her brother and sister to the outside world?

There is also that Elder Xu Younan, who is quite deep in the city, knowing his intentions, actually bypassed Jin Yanchen and ordered someone to take him to see Mu Dianke, and his intention to help achieve it was undisguised.

All of this is so unusual.

Chang Qianfo intuitively felt that there was a huge secret hidden behind these mysteries. It is related to the truth of the Jin family's annihilation, and even ...... It is related to the fire of the Mu family.

Chang Jihai doesn't like Mu Cangping.

This was not what Chang Qianfo guessed, but Chang Jihai clearly told him.

The old lady Chang, who has been prosperous for most of his life, is pessimistic, and rarely has a liking or dislike for people and things.

However, that day, the grandfather and grandson sat under the big tree and played against each other, and someone came to report to Mu Cangping for a meeting, Chang Jihai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a white son slowly settled on the chessboard, which was to let the son: "Mu Cangping is a person...... In the future, if you can deal less, you will have less to deal with. ”

Chang Qianfo has never understood very much, why the Lord of the Mu League, who has both ability and political integrity and is deeply loved by martial arts people, is so unpopular with Chang Jihai.

Now he seemed to vaguely understand.

The answer to this series of unsolvable mysteries is in Chang Jihai's heart, but he didn't say it.

As for what the answer is, Chang Jihai even has to hide it from his own grandson, it must be very amazing, he feels that Chang Qianfo doesn't need to know, and he shouldn't know.

Chang Qianfo's heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand and rubbed vigorously, as if suffocating.

The carriage of the Sword Pavilion gradually drove away from the noisy crowd, and only Mu Dianke was left alone on the high sword drinking platform.

She stood outside the crowd, looking so lonely, as if she had always been so lonely.

So everything seemed so natural, as if she was born like this, to be alone, to stand outside all the hustle and bustle of the world.

In the crowd, the secret guards of the Ming Palace were cleaning up the killers who were waiting for the opportunity to assassinate Mu Dianke.

Mu Dian didn't return the sword into the sheath, but carried the long sword that was still stained with the blood on Li Mubai's chest, and slowly descended step by step along the high steps of the sword drinking platform.

Even with the most elite killers in the two palaces, she was still only willing to believe in the sword in her hand.

She is always ready for assassinations and plots from her own father.

She had just been through a terrible battle, and she looked weak, as if she could fall at any moment.

In fact, she was really weak.

But no one dared to come up to her hand. The disciples of the Ming Palace did not dare. Others, even more daring.

She saw the man in the brocade robe at the end of the crowd, standing with the sun on his back, still so peaceful and dazzling, like a graceful deity.

He walked towards her step by step, and with each step, it seemed as if he was getting farther and farther away from her.

Her heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and the pain of a needle spread, and the pain made her laugh: "You see, I am such a witch who doesn't know her relatives and father." ”

Chang Qianfo walked over without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to hug Mu Dianke into his arms.

Mu Dian Ke actually forgot to hide, and suddenly crashed into a wide and warm chest, feeling Chang Qianfo's powerful arm tighten on her back, and his chin rested on the top of her head: "I know." He said.

His voice was low and hoarse, with a penetrating power: "I know you are wronged. ”

Tears suddenly welled up in Mu Dianke's long-dried eyes. It's like a long dry day when it suddenly rains, and once it rains, it can't be cleaned up.

She even cried silently, tears flowed down her eyes, layer by layer, like a silent spring, soaking the clothes on Chang Qianfo's chest into a large wet.

She heard everyone in the audience talking about Miss Four, Mu Cangping...... Mu Cangping, Fourth Miss.

Yes, she is the fourth lady, and she is Mu Cangping's daughter.

But nine years ago, it was the biological father named Mu Cangping who burned her out of Luoyang in a fire. It burned so much that she had to lie to death and go away.

If she could, she would rather never use her name again for the rest of her life.

She would rather be Yunlin and Markhaqin, but not the fourth lady who everyone envied when she mentioned it.

has been covering the scars for so many years, and just like that, in front of the whole world, she uncovered it by herself.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to kill. She said to herself in her heart, just endure it a little longer, just endure it. Hasn't it been like this all these years?

But Chang Qianfo suddenly appeared.

He stood in front of her and told her that this was the grievance. It turns out that she can also be wronged!

Mu Dianke's tense shoulders finally collapsed, and he cried silently in Chang Qianfo's arms. It was as if so many years of pain and weakness had finally found an outlet, and I could finally cry with peace of mind.

Chang Qianfo's contemplative eyes gathered into a little, full of pain.

He hugged Mu Dianke in his arms in distress.

This woman, she is both strong and fragile, seemingly indifferent, but in fact soft, she has frightened countless heroes of the rivers and lakes, but she alone makes him feel distressed.

The two of them just didn't know how long they had been standing.

The boiling voices around were quiet and boiling, like a tide surging from all sides, surrounding the two people who were standing in each other's arms.

People looked at the scene in front of them with incredulity. I guessed in my heart where this young man came from.

Is it Golden Six?

Judging from the conversation between the two, it is clearly not. The resurrection of the fourth lady from the dead is already appalling, how can there be another resurrected Jin Liu?

So people were a little angry.

The fourth miss is the fourth miss, even if the Jin family is no longer there, she is also the proud and high-ranking fourth miss. How can a strange man be easily embraced?

The only one who can be qualified to hold hands with her is the high-spirited Chang'an boy Jin Liu.

The next moment, those whose hearts were yearning for the old Jin family felt relieved again.

Because Mu Dianke slammed away Chang Qianfo.

She was like a frightened rabbit, her face was full of panic, her feet seemed to not know how to land properly, she jumped on the ground very incoherently, and retreated four or five steps in a row before she stopped.

His expression was confused, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

She turned and fled as fast as she could.

Chang Qianfo took a step forward, subconsciously wanting to reach out to stop her, but the raised hand only fell slowly after all.

What can it be? After all, he couldn't help it, and did this move that shouldn't be done, so why should he make mistakes again and again?

Outside the crowd was a very ordinary carriage, hidden in a group of ornate chariots, unnoticeable.

A slender, slightly rough hand holds a blue-gray curtain, half-raised.

It was a very beautiful pair of hands, with slender and powerful fingers and well-defined knuckles. There is a cocoon in the palm of the tiger's mouth, which is the hand of a warrior.

The hand lowered the curtain, and the carriage slowly drove away.