Recalling this kind of thing, I can't remember it, I can't remember it, I can't remember it, I can't remember how to find the toilet when I wet the bed. I often can't remember happy things, but if I was beaten by someone who robbed me of food, stabbed in the back, or killed my father by someone, I can't forget it.

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Fortunately, Liu Ying hasn't been a ghost yet, although the thought of wanting to die can be dangling in her mind more than ten or twenty times a day, but she is afraid of hurting this one, so she eliminated more than half of the ways to die.

Besides, she can't die yet.

One did not avenge her father, the second did not complete the undercover mission given to her by her mother, and as for the three, the third has not officially lived a day with her brother Bingqing. She was not willing to die like this.

In the same way, she is not willing to live like this.

After thinking about it, she filtered all the brains that might not have a lot of capacity in her hundreds of times, and finally set her eyes on Yang Zigui.

Yang Zigui, a downright wayward lady. Because he teased a beggar on the street, he was bumped into by Liu Lihua and taught a lesson, so he stuck to Liu Lihua and wanted to worship him as a teacher. Of course Liu Lihua refused, wouldn't it be like such a scourge to go up the mountain, wouldn't birds and beasts have to suffer! Liu Lihua resolutely refused, but she couldn't stand Yang Zigui's rich and right, and the most important thing was that he was rich, and his father Yang Yan sent a box of gold, silver and jewelry, and a cart of brocade and silk, begging him to accept his daughter Yang Zigui. The ambitious Liu Lihua was in urgent need of sponsorship, and when she saw that it was difficult to refuse, she immediately accepted Yang Zi as an apprentice without stumbling.

Even though everyone in the capital knows the root behind Yang Yan's spoiling of his daughter, Yang Yan is convinced that except for the stupid son of the silk and satin Jin family outside the second gate of Yingchun Gate, no one will indulge Yang Zigui's words and deeds like him. It was like that before, and he doesn't think it will ever be.

But he miscalculated. For the sake of money, Liu Lihua did discipline Zigui strictly, but Liu Lihua was afraid that she would run away and cut off her financial route if she was afraid that she would be too strict. Therefore, there is a wide range of strictness, and a wide range of strictness. Coping with both ends, they can explain it, and they reluctantly let Yang Zigui mix in the view for three and a half years, and he was sixteen years old.

Liu Ying before the age of fifteen had never seen Yang Zigui before the age of sixteen, and she never thought that one day she would become a good friend with a rude daughter like Yang Zigui. And Yang Zigui is quite comfortable with her life, no matter what kind of variables appear, she can cross Erlang's legs and make a mouth cannon.

Everyone hates Yang Zigui for not doing anything for a day, saying that the east and west are calling and drinking at her. But they all admire her, and always have the consciousness of criticizing and educating themselves before others.

No one cares, how much of Yang Zigui's crooked reasoning on his lips is not shown in front of others. Anyway, she will always tear off her sadness, cowardice, shyness, and cowardice at the first time, and then continue to grit and laugh at the world.

Yang Zigui never thought that one day she would tell Liu Ying in a serious way that all her cynicism was just the armor she wore to protect her, and all her teeth and claws were to show her fangs to those who coveted her. She said, because she was so beautiful!

Liu Lihua can almost conclude that it is because of Yang Zigui that her well-behaved and sensible daughter has become obedient and rebellious.

It's just that what she didn't know was that as early as the moment she sent her daughter out, her Liu Ying flew away.

Liu Ying stood in the woods at the foot of Yincui Peak, holding a small white porcelain bottle in her hand, she knew that the porcelain bottle contained a pill, but no one could tell whether the medicine was good or poisonous. Gui Niang called it a floating name and asked Liu Ying to put the medicine into the diet for Yao Boyang.

"But auntie, the general treats you well."

"Silly boy, a life is long, you will meet many people, if just because others are good to you, you forget who you are, where you are going, and what you are going to do. Then it's okay to be so good. Because such a good, it is not good, it is poison, it is poison that is more poisonous than poison. If you let yourself get trapped, you won't be able to get out. ”

"But what difference does a person have between knowing who he is, where he is going, what he is doing, and being indifferent to everything around him?"

There was a thunderclap and it rained heavily. Gui Niang Liu Ying decided to leave the woods first and return to the Seven Stars Temple to make plans.

The sunset has not yet receded, and the sun is still hanging in the sky. Yao Boyang calls this the sun rain, he likes rainy days, because he can stay at home on rainy days, accompany his daughter Yao Yujie, nephew Yao Bingqing, and Liu Ying, talk together, talk about ideals and talk about the future.

Yao Yujie grew up with the ideal of being a good wife and mother.

Yao Bingqing's dream of growing up was to become an uncle.

Only Liu Ying, she never said what she would look like when she grew up, because at that time she didn't even know if she could grow up.

Liu Yinggui Niang had just taken two steps when she heard a strange sound in the woods. Gui Niang squatted on the ground and listened, outside the thunderstorm, dozens of footsteps shuttled through the forest at great speed, rustling.

It's getting dark.

The black clouds closed the moon, and the sky was dark and starless.

More than a dozen unsheathed swords illuminated the face of a man in green clothes, his name was Wang Xing, his eyebrows were like horizontal knives, and his eyes were like stars. But he is not majestic at all, his face is a little fleshy, his mouth is round like an iron ring, his facial features are put together, he is barely a handsome boy, probably he also knows that he is very reluctant, so he is sad all day long, but he adds a worrying temperament to himself, attracting a group of ignorant girls to be intoxicated by it.

Wang Xing led a group of black-clothed masked men and besieged twelve displaced people who were about to flee after killing people in the forest.

"What are you going to do?" Jia Da, the leader of the homeless people, held the long knife tightly in front of his chest.

"Of course I'm here to take you away." Wang Xing was unusually calm, and this composure was the professional emotional management of the secret envoy of the Blood Sacrifice Army.

"He is the county guard, I have seen him, and he is the one who follows the county master." Another knife-wielding outcast, Zhao Wu, whispered.

Jia Da looked at the black-clothed masked man in a circle in front of him. Each eye is like a knife, murderous.

"Since you are from the government, why don't you show your true face?" Jia Da suspected fraud.

"That's because," Wang Xing suddenly exerted his strength, clasped his toes on the ground, and rushed forward, impartially, piercing Jia Da's throat with a sword, "What I want to take away is your life." ”

The man in black followed closely, and for a while, the sword light was everywhere, horizontal and vertical, illuminating the rainy night, and also shining into the eyes of Liu Ying and Gui Niang, who were hiding in the grass under the ridge and peeking.

Only a few sounds of "poo" were heard, and the swords-wielding homeless people fell to the ground one after another. After confirming the deaths one by one, the men in black put the cold sword into the sheath.

"Why hasn't Shi Changgeng come yet?" A woman in black approached Wang Xing and questioned.

"He's not coming." Wang Xing replied.

The sword that had just been sheathed was immediately pulled out again and rested on Wang Xing's neck.

"I can take your life right away," the woman in black paused, "although your life, now it seems, is worthless." ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, accompanied by thunder and lightning, and from time to time it illuminated the woods. The man in black was a little commotion, after all, the sky was thundering,