In the cold wind howling, Lianhu gently put Xiao Yun'er's body in the snow, seeing that the pale green shadow was being buried by snowflakes, he could only put his robe on Xiao Yun'er's body. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Looking at the corpses around him and listening to his daughter's cry, for some reason, at this moment, Pian Hu felt unusually cold, a cold that he had never felt after being frozen in ice for thirty years. Lianhu was wondering when he had changed and he didn't even know him...... At that time, there was a teenager, and that boy shouted all day long that he wanted to calm the chaos in the world and the chaos in the rivers and lakes. Now, the person who disturbed the world and the rivers and lakes has become that teenager.

Lianhu wondered if he was taking revenge? For his wife or for Sheng Tang? But who was the enemy? Since he came to the world alive again, most of the people who died in his hands had nothing to do with him..... Maybe it's the same as what Pitian Hu himself said, he just wants to kill, he wants this world, this river and lake to suffer with him..... But when others are in pain, is the poor tiger really happy?

After killing so many people, the tiger used his sword once..... The person who killed is still a person who cries for the Tang Dynasty.... Why didn't he use his sword when he killed? Maybe the heart resists, and the sword resists...... Because he is a sword, not a tiger.

Standing in the wind and snow, there was only one way for him to go, that is, to keep killing until there were no rivers and lakes in the world........ At this moment, he has one more way, he can choose to turn back, this road has long been dead, but the person is still alive.

Through the layer of snow, Lianhu saw the martial arts people in the distance, those martial arts people who were led by the Tianshan faction to punish demons...... The old man of the Tianshan faction who took the lead was his enemy, his last enemy, but beside that enemy stood the entire rivers and lakes......

Time passed slowly, and another cold wind blew, and for some reason, the poor tiger smelled the fragrance of Aomei from the wind, which was the same as that in front of Mu'er's grave.

"Ha~" A chuckle, like a bitter smile, but also like relief, the tiger turned around gently. He is not afraid of this river and lake, but he is afraid that this river and lake will die under his sword......

Xiao Ling'er on the side also stopped crying, she looked up at Lianhu and asked, "Daddy, aren't you going?"

Pian Hu didn't answer, he just lowered his head and looked at the corpse beside him...... Since then, almost all the people he knows have died, and he is alone again in heaven and earth. Thirty years of being frozen in ice, he has been living lonely for thirty years, but at this moment, the poor tiger understands what loneliness is.....

Seeing that her father didn't speak, Xiao Ling'er suddenly said softly: "Daddy, I want to save Aunt Yun and them......."

After listening to Xiao Ling'er's words, Lianhu turned her head and stared at Xiao Ling'er's eyes seriously, from her eyes, Lianhu could see that she was serious. But what will be the cost of turning the dead into the living?

"Although Daddy doesn't know why you said that, your Aunt Yun and the others are dead...... You know, your mother and I wish you peace for the rest of your life. As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and gently swept away the snow on Little Ling'er's head.

Xiao Ling'er grabbed her father's big hand with her little hand and replied with a smile: "Aunt Yun, what they said is right, Daddy can only be a big hero, and he can only be a big hero in the world." When my mother asked us to leave, she said that the world was peaceful, how could Xia Jian die?" Speaking of this, Xiao Ling'er put the big hand of the poor tiger on her face, and then continued: "My mother wants Ling'er to take care of her father and accompany her father....... Now that Daddy has become like this, it's all because Xiao Ling'er didn't take care of you. ”

"Stupid girl!" Hearing his daughter say this, Lianhu gently flicked Xiao Ling'er's head and replied.

Then, Xiao Ling'er gently took two steps back and said in a straight voice: "Ling'er is the daughter of Xia Jian!" Although Ling'er can't lose herself for the world like her father, Ling'er wants the people she knows to live, and she wants those who are good to Ling'er to live........ Daddy, let Ling'er save Aunt Yun. At this moment, Xiao Ling'er spoke like a family of three that was besieged and killed, she stood upstairs and said loudly, "My father is a chivalrous sword, he is the most powerful person in the world! My father is the loyal king of the Tang Dynasty, he is the hero of the entire Tang Dynasty! Who in the world can match me?"

Xiao Ling'er has never hated her father, and she has always been proud of her identity as the daughter of a chivalrous sword. Whether it is her, or her mother-in-law Feng Mu'er, they are two girls, one big and one young, in this generation, their hearts are only filled with the wind.

Perhaps in Mingfeng's heart, he has been indebted to his daughter and wife all his life, and he has lost himself for the sake of the world, and even more so his wife and children. But in the hearts of Xiao Ling'er and Feng Mu'er, it was just the opposite, they didn't feel that their father or husband owed them, they only knew one thing in their hearts, everything they had was given to them by this man.

Looking at his daughter and listening to what her daughter said, Lianhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "The girl who has been on his back has grown up, although she still looks the same .....as back then, 'It's just that how can a father be willing to sacrifice his daughter, even if the people saved by this sacrifice are his friends and relatives, but this is her choice, as a father, it is to support her." Thinking of this, all that Mercy Tiger could do was look at her with begging eyes, hoping that she would give up her choice.

Looking at the eyes of the poor tiger, Xiao Ling'er ran over and hugged him hard....... Xiao Ling'er hugged her very hard, because she was actually very reluctant to leave her father, and they had been separated for too long before they met for a while......

After hugging for a while, Xiao Ling'er looked up and asked with a smile: "For the rest of my life, without Ling'er, can my father go alone?"

Xiao Ling'er's smile is like a spring flower blooming, just like her mother's smile in the past, no matter what they face, they can always smile calmly, it seems that the things that are difficult in the world are insignificant in front of their eyes.

Looking at Xiao Ling'er's appearance, Lianhu knew that she couldn't stop what she had decided. Just like his wife, she smiled and said to him, 'You leave with the bell, I'll drive......!'

"Then you have to take good care of your mother...... And then wait for Daddy to come to you, you know?" As soon as he finished speaking, Pian Hu felt that his mouth was salty, and he gently reached out and wiped it off his face, and he didn't know when he had become a tearful man.

Seeing her father's appearance, Xiao Ling'er stretched out her little hand to wipe away the tears of the tiger, and then nodded and said, "Anthracene.... Ling'er and her mother are waiting for their father. After saying that, Xiao Ling'er fell unconscious.

In an instant, the wind was stronger and the snow was heavier....... In the vast snowy world, it suddenly seemed that only the tiger was left.