Although Su Jingheng's position as a wife is vacant, he doesn't seem to have no intention of being completely uninterested in women, on the contrary, there are countless beauties in his backyard. He has a habit that the beauty who is on the rise can live alone in this small western-style building, and if he doesn't like it, he will throw it back to the old house, and this Rong Rong is a beauty that he has been quite interested in recently.

Rongrong people are as their name suggests, with a small hibiscus face, thin eyebrows and round face, and Qiong nose and cherry lips, looking lovely and slender. She was only fourteen years old when she first entered the mansion, and now she has been raised by Su Jingheng to sixteen, and she has lived in this small western-style building for less than a month.

Su Jingheng is a person, moody, he can still be with you in the last second, and he can send you to Jiuyou Yellow Spring in the next moment.

But during the time that Rong Rong lived in the small western-style building, although Su Jingheng didn't talk to her very much, she didn't give her a cold face, but often smiled, she gave whatever she wanted, and she was used to being a little squeamish, and she couldn't recognize how many catties and taels she had.

Su Jingheng pulled Rong Rong, took her to the window, and asked softly, "Rong Rong, what do you see over there?" ”

The location of the small western-style building is extremely remote, surrounded by lush trees and flowers. But every time I looked out on the windowsill, I could always cross the luxuriant woods and see the desolate hill opposite, on which stone monuments were inserted indiscriminately, and it was a bleak and bleak grave.

Rong Rong was so frightened that she closed her eyes and didn't dare to look, and subconsciously wanted to hide in Su Jingheng's arms. Su Jingheng pushed her away, pressed her to the windowsill, and forced her to open her eyes. She only felt her jaw pinched, and tears fell from her eyes.

Su Jingheng put it to Rong Rong's ear, smiled in a low voice, and said, "Guess what will happen to those women who have betrayed me?" ”

Su Jingheng's smile is no longer like the usual shallow and gentle or with some banter and teasing, but mixed with cold and ruthless, which makes people shudder, "See clearly, is the master as stupid as you imagined?" Are you too clever these days? ”

Rong Rong's heart was beating wildly, knowing that her private careful thoughts and small actions had been noticed by Su Jingheng, and she immediately begged for mercy sadly: "Seventh Master, Seventh Master, Rong Rong was confused for a while, and Rong Rong did something wrong." Rong Rong didn't dare anymore, Seventh Master, you are doing well, just spare Rong Rong this time, right? ”

Su Jingheng's hand slowly moved down, pinched Rong Rong's fragile neck, and lifted half of her body out of the windowsill. The sudden feeling of volley made Rong Rong scream in fright, but Su Jingheng was still pinching her throat, making it difficult for her to even breathe, she just shouted briefly, and she couldn't make any sound anymore.

In the whirlwind of the world, Rong Rong saw Su Jingheng's face very clearly, handsome and unscrupulous, but indifferent and ruthless, like a ghost in hell.

"Lord never gives people a chance to regret it." Su Jingheng raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile.

Rong Rong was sobbing, and the staggered tears made her embarrassed. She felt her neck loosen a little, and she hurried to say something. Su Jingheng had already raised his gun and aimed it at her eyebrows.

Rong Rong's pupils widened suddenly, and she just started to struggle frantically when she heard a thud, and everything was calm. The body, which could no longer be supported, fell from the window and slammed into the ground, no matter how beautiful the red face was so dead, it would not be too good-looking.

Zhang Liao stood calmly aside, his face as always, unchanged at all.

"Pack up all her things, and burn all the things she used." Su Jingheng wiped his hands with a brocade and threw it aside casually.

"Yes." Zhang Liao replied respectfully.

Su Jingheng strode to the door, picked up his hat and put it on, and said with a smile: "Let's go, it's time to go and see my good fifth brother." ”

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Junbi and Xiao Chu dragged Yi Jingheng into a forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow. With Junbi's survival skills in the wild, they found a comfortable place to rest and recuperate, but they didn't encounter any emergencies.

Along the way, the wound on Yi Jingheng's waist and abdomen cracked open again, and Junbi took out the spare strip of cloth from his arms and simply bandaged it for him. During this period, it is inevitable that there will be physical contact, but now Junbi is tired and hungry, and he really can't give birth to the slightest charm in his heart.

Yi Jingheng's eyebrows were lowered, and his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow. Although his face is handsome and broad, there is always a bit of forbearance and slaughter. A pair of narrow eyes, which should be gentle, but faintly reveal a sense of determination.

Junbi couldn't completely see through this man for a while. She searched the neighborhood and found only some wild fruits and vegetables, but she had been hungry all night, and it was better to have these to eat than not at all.

There is a reason why Junbi feels that he can't see through Yi Jingheng. Whether it is his words and deeds, or the way he dresses, it can prove his extraordinary identity. But at this time, he chewed the sour wild fruits and some bitter wild vegetables brought back by Junbi in his mouth, and his eyebrows were so indifferent and calm. It seems that he is not worried at all about the current state of exhaustion. If he had either endured such hardships, he was too enduring, and it was clear that the latter was all the more intriguing.

After Su Jingheng came out of the factory, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even ask why Junbi suddenly wanted to leave and where he was going. There was only an extremely calm posture on him, immobile as a mountain.

Junbi swallowed the sour berries and quietly hid all his emotions in the bottom of his heart. If he is really the target person, it should be very difficult to attack, she used to like to do difficult things, always eager to try to meet the challenge, this time I don't know if it's because of physical overdraft, I don't have any mood at all. And it's good to be honest with him, but if he can't, and he thinks he has figured out his temper, I'm afraid the result will be particularly bad.

Junbi is still uncertain, and he hasn't seen another Raider, so he doesn't want to make a conclusion too early.

Jun Bi barely filled his stomach, so he hugged Xiao Chu and rested at a distance from Yi Jingheng, so that he could take care of him without disturbing each other.

If Yi Jingheng didn't take the initiative to say anything, the two of them would continue to walk at will, and sooner or later they would get lost in this wood. And Junbi looked at Yi Jingheng's calm appearance, and faintly felt that he must have a back hand.

When night fell, the tired Junbi and Xiao Chu snuggled together, and they both felt a little sleepy unconsciously. It didn't take long for Xiao Chu to fall asleep in Junbi's arms, and Junbi closed his eyes in a daze.

However, Junbi's defense is extremely high, and she can't sleep peacefully without fully confirming her safety, although it looks like she has fallen asleep, there is still a string in her head that is tense, faint and sharp.

So when there was a small sound in the middle of the night, Junbi woke up instantly. She didn't open her eyes, she just quietly lifted a slit in her eyelids.

Not far away, a faint firelight flickered, reflecting a few hazy figures.

Jun Bi heard someone whispering, speaking very softly, he couldn't hear it clearly, and he could only vaguely hear a few words, "Fifth Master...... Stuff...... Ruined ...... The title of "Kill ......" made Junbi basically sure that this man was indeed the target.

Then Yi Jingheng replied: "It's okay, go home first, and then think about it in the long run." His voice had recovered a lot, not as hoarse as before, but a little clear and mellow.

"Then ...... they," a voice asked tentatively.