"Why?"

Hong Xiaowan said coldly, "You are just a wasted person, do you think that with your ability, you can make the Sword Casting Hall develop and grow? Do you think that with your little ability, you can let me live a dignified life?"

Hong Xiaowan stroked her hair in the wind, and her beautiful face was covered with a layer of haze: "Brother Changsheng, you will never understand that for the family, incompetence is the original sin!"

Impotence, is it original sin?

Ye Changchang let out a sigh of relief, and said with a gloomy face: "So you are planning to seize my Ye family's property?"

Hong Xiaowan smiled coldly: "Those who are virtuous live in it, where do they come from?"

"The reason why you kept me was for the Ethereal Sword?"

"Yes, this is your last value, oh, by the way, those treasures you sold for sword forging were actually bought by Huanglong Villa at a low price. ”

"So for three years, your concern for me has been fake?"

"What do you think?" Hong Xiaowan thought of the hypocrisy in the past three years, and inexplicably felt a wave of anger and grievances in her heart.

She put it in Ye Changsheng's ear again and whispered: "Brother Changsheng, there has always been only one person I like, and that is Huang Jingyun. The ethereal sword you forged is just a promise I gave to Brother Jingyun, and you are just a stepping stone for me and Brother Jingyun to be together!"

Words are self-connected, and each other is born from the heart.

In the end, Hong Xiaowan's handsome face already showed a hideous color.

Ye Changsheng laughed at himself: "It turned out to be a wedding dress for others, I was so stupid." ”

Hong Xiaowan let out a silver bell-like laugh: "If a person has self-knowledge, he can't be considered stupid. ”

Two woodcutters who came down the mountain greeted them, and the two looked at the young boys and girls laughing and laughing, and their eyes were full of envy.

I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

The kid in the wheelchair is really blessed.

Hong Xiaowan smiled like a flower, and the corners of her mouth hooked an arc: "Brother Changsheng, these wilderness villagers, I still think that we are a natural pair." ”

Ye Changsheng said indifferently: "Isn't it, you are not the only one who is hypocritical. ”

Hong Xiaowan sneered: "Brother Changsheng, I know, you have already sensed that something is wrong, so you united with the county guard to deal with our Hong family, but you woke up too late." ”

Hong Xiaowan deliberately slowed down and said leisurely in Ye Changsheng's ear: "Brother Changsheng, do you know that just today, your Ye family will be wiped out. ”

"Just today, the water and land routes of Sanshui Town will be blocked by us, the Ye family's dock will be lost, the Ye Mansion will be suddenly attacked by horse thieves, and our Hong family's warriors will capture the Ye Mansion in one fell swoop under the banner of rescue. ”

Hong Xiaowan was inexplicably happy, and said with a radiant spirit: "As for the Sword Casting Hall, as long as the Ethereal Sword is completed, there will be another explosion incident." This incident will be very serious, and Lu Wanfang and those diehards of the Ye family will all die in this accident. ”

Hong Xiaowan suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "Brother Changsheng, what do you think of the whole plan?"

Before the end of the despair, the mountain wind is blowing.

One step further, and there is an abyss.

Ye Changsheng's white hair was flying, looking at the vast distant mountains, and said coldly: "Compared with the previous life, it's just the same." ”

Similar?

A look of surprise flashed in Hong Xiaowan's eyes, Ye Changsheng's calmness was a little unexpected, and it made her feel a sense of failure.

She had been waiting for this moment for three years.

She wanted to see a man crumble in front of her, she wanted to hear this man weeping bitterly, pleading and pleading without dignity.

But no, the man just smiled a little lonely, and just pulled out a piccolo.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the green mountains are like dai.

Ye Changsheng played the flute intently, and the sound of the flute like crying blended into the poignant mountain scenery.

After the song is blown, the aftermath is endless.

Ye Changsheng looked at the green mountains and said leisurely:

Before the green mountain, after the green mountain.

Climb high and look at two places, where are the two places.

The smoke scene is full of Kawahara, and the people are white.

Hong Xiaowan looked at Changsheng's white hair and muttered, "It's a sad poem." ”

"It's a little sad. ”

"Brother Changsheng, don't you hate me?"

"Does it make sense to hate?" Ye Changsheng smiled coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, Wan'er, you're here to give me one last ride, right?"

Hong Xiaowan gritted her teeth lightly and nodded faintly.

"Can you give the Ye family a way out?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Can you spare the people of the Sword Forge Hall?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Wan'er, you really, never liked me?"

"Nope. Hong Xiaowan's cold lips slowly spit out two words and let go of her hands.

The wheelchair slides down the slope and falls into the cliff.

Ye Changsheng rolled in the air, like a bird with folded wings, submerged in the misty clouds.

Hong Xiaowan looked at the piccolo that fell on the edge of the cliff, waved her sleeves, and the piccolo also rolled into the abyss.

Holding up the green silk scattered on her cheeks, the loss in Hong Xiaowan's eyes flashed, and she said quietly: "If there is an afterlife, elder brother, you must not fall in love with a vicious woman......"

"Boom!"

In the direction of Sanshui Town, a dull roar suddenly sounded, and a thick smoke rose into the sky.

Hong Xiaowan turned around abruptly, staring intently, and couldn't help but change her face.

The location of the explosion is the location where the Hong family's miscellaneous army secretly assembled!

Just as she was in doubt, a voice fluttered from behind her.

"Wan'er, you must want to know, what happened, right?"

Hong Xiaowan couldn't help but feel creepy when she heard this familiar voice, and her face suddenly lost its blood.

She turned around stiffly, her heart pounding like a hammer, and she took two steps back in horror.

The white-haired immortal stands in front of her!

......

In the south of Sanshui Town, in an abandoned manor, groups of samurai dressed in mixed leather armor converged from all directions.

Several shopkeepers and captains of the Red Leaf Villa looked solemn, and set up the teams that arrived from all over the place, and did not forget to send people to find out if anyone was following.

When the last wave of people arrived, the faces of several people relaxed.

More than 500 people have already arrived, and they can only take action when the owner of the village sends a signal.

At this moment, a few faint wisps of sulfur smoke wafted in the air, swaying like a cyan ghost.

One of the stewards sniffled vigorously and was stunned at the sight of the line of fire passing under his feet.

"Boom!"

In the earth-shattering explosion, the entire manor was razed to the ground!

Dust and smoke billowed everywhere, and there were shaking figures, screams, cries, and wails.

One of the four great ministers of the Ye family, Ye Xiangbei, wearing leather armor and holding a strong bow, looked at the Hong family warriors who stumbled over with cold eyes.

With a whoosh, a sharp arrow flew out and pierced the throat of the opposite samurai.

The archers of the three hundred leaves raised their bows and arrows at the same time, mercilessly killing the fleeing enemies in all directions.