Yelang had thought about how Song Xingchen would react when he knew about the existence of that child, but he never included the current one.

His cheeks hurt from being pinched, and Yelang tried hard to show a smiling face, but the result was unsatisfactory, and he performed an expression that was more ugly than crying.

"Xingchen, I just ask, after we get married, you can give me a lot of children, and you don't have to adopt someone else's son, but you have to occupy the name of our family." Yelang said flatteringly.

"Let's talk about it first, how that child's father and mother are kind to you, let's talk about it." Song Xingchen didn't say anything to death.

If there is revenge, you will revenge, and if you have kindness, you can't help but pay it back, this is Song Xingchen's code of conduct.

"Didn't I tell you about the prefect's tragedy before, this child is the prefect's son-in-law, I also went to the prefect's mansion to find evidence, and found that the prefect's wife once helped me, that is, when I was killed by Qin Zishen and lived on the street, she gave me a warm cotton coat, and a hot meal, and gave me ten taels of broken silver, I also had the opportunity to meet you alive because of this, speaking of which, she is also our matchmaker." Yelang talked about the past, but he didn't see a sad look, and his tone was very peaceful.

Song Xingchen frowned, looked at Yelang for a while and asked, "When did you remember the past?" ”

"About half a year ago." Yelang touched his nose and saw that Song Xingchen's expression was not very good-looking, so he hurriedly explained: "I'm afraid that if you know that I have completely recovered my memory, you won't feel sorry for me, anyway, you also know that I am slowly recovering my memory." Actually, it doesn't matter if I remember it before, Xingchen, you have to believe that my heart for you has never changed. ”

Looking at Yelang's nervous appearance, Song Xingchen couldn't help laughing, pinched Yelang's nose and said: "Everyone has an exclusive memory, whether it's good or bad, it's all worth remembering, how can I be angry because of this?" It is you who recover your memory before you have the opportunity to repay the favor, otherwise you will remember that something happened to the prefect Manchu many years later, but you stand by and watch, only afraid that your heart will leave regrets, and you will be haunted in this life. ”

"Xingchen, do you agree?" Yelang asked with some joy.

"Besides, it has to meet my eyes, otherwise I won't be interested in being a mother." Song Xingchen puffed out his mouth, slapped away Yelang, who was about to come over to kiss her, and said in a low voice: "The eldest sister is also here, besides, we still have business, they are about to disperse." ”

"Yes, lady." Yelang sat up straight, but he understood in his heart that Song Xingchen was nodding.

It's just that Song Xingchen didn't play petty this time, but it surprised Yelang a little, he thought that he still needed to put some effort to please.

Song Xingchen really didn't have the heart to think about anything else for the time being, she needed to concentrate on keeping up with An Xun so as not to be left behind.

In the main hall, the disciples of Yin Jiabao were still immersed in the news that they could not accept the poisoning of the Lord of Yin Fort and fell unconscious, but Yin Ye and other brothers and sisters left quietly after An Xun left.

Obviously, An Xun suddenly announced the news, except for Yin Ye, everyone else was a little inexplicable, and none of them had been notified in advance, which would smell something unusual as long as they were not stupid.

Song Xingchen didn't pay attention to Yin Ye and the others, and the internal affairs of Yin Jiabao were still handed over to the people of Yin Jiabao to solve by themselves, and she could assist at most.

After An Xun left the apse, he flashed into a bamboo forest, and the entire Yinjiabao was the only place where there was a little more Jiangnan flavor, but the bamboo forest at this time looked bleak, and the fallen leaves were all over the ground and no one took care of it.

Soon Song Xingchen found that the bamboo forest was greasy, and An Xun's pace was different from normal walking, obviously cracking the formation.

Fortunately, the space is not limited by the formation, and Song Xingchen can easily keep up, without worrying that he is in danger or being left behind.

"At the end of the day, when the death knell was heard, everyone went to the main hall to stand by, and when they saw my gesture, they rushed in and beheaded all those who disobeyed me. Remember, you are all dead soldiers who were quietly cultivated by your father and handed over to the eldest brother, and now the eldest brother wants you to obey my orders, and if anyone fails to complete the task, he will go to the eldest brother himself. ”

"Yes." More than 100 people knelt on one knee and responded in unison.

After An Xun finished giving the order, he summoned the leader and ordered: "There are many masters among those people, and I only look at the results of this operation, not the process." ”

"Subordinates receive orders." The leader replied.

After An Xun finished explaining, he turned around and left, and the leader deployed tasks for the dead soldiers, some of which were inappropriate methods, so that Song Xingchen felt sorry for their identity as dead soldiers when he heard it.

Song Xingchen has been waiting, waiting for An Xun to leave, waiting for the moment when these dead soldiers bow their heads.

didn't let Song Xingchen wait, so he heard the leader ask loudly: "You are the dead soldiers cultivated by your master, and dying for your master is your greatest glory, do you remember them?" ”

"Yes!" A group of people waited for their heads, and said the oath of unity with great reverence.

"When the time comes, do it." Song Xingchen palmed his palm, and packets of medicinal powder flew towards her, which was more handsome than using internal force to attract items.

Song Xingchen had already chosen the location of the tuyere, and the bags of medicinal powder were spilled out without money, and then he smiled and counted down: "Three, two, one!" Get! ”

With Song Xingchen snapping his fingers, the two of them had already come outside the space.

Song Xingchen paced between the people who were already unconscious, kicking them twice from time to time to determine whether they were poisoned and unconscious.

Yelang followed step by step, while protecting Song Xingchen, he also secretly observed whether there were any fish that slipped through the net.

Although Song Xingchen's medicine can be used to enhance the effect of the medicine, and the dosage can charm a group of elephants, it is still possible in case of a situation.

"Who are you? Dare to go against the An family! "Because the leader is standing in the farthest position, and his internal strength is deeper than the others, he is not completely unconscious at this moment, but his limbs can no longer move, and his voice is extremely small.

"There's another one that can carry it." Song Xingchen stepped forward a few steps, glanced at the leader, and saw that his appearance belonged to the kind of person who could not be found even if he was thrown on the street, so he lost interest, "I thought that the An family was rich in beautiful men and women, and the selection of subordinates would also value their appearance, and they could make a small profit by selling their hands and feet to be a small man, but now it seems that I am thinking too much." ”

"Don't get that close!" Yelang pulled the person behind him, and his eyes were instantly full of murderous aura.

Covering Song Xingchen's eyes with one hand, Yelang had already cut off the leader's head with a wave of his arm.

"It's fast enough, I haven't even had time to appreciate it." Song Xingchen wanted to remove Yelang's hand, but Yelang held it tightly and refused to let go, "Hey, I've made a great contribution, why don't you let me see it." ”

"There's nothing to see, and killing people isn't fun at all." Yelang's voice was slightly cold, and he covered Song Xingchen's eyes and said, "Be obedient, close your eyes obediently, and then take you away after I finish solving these people." ”

Song Xingchen thought about the scene of corpses all over the ground and rivers of blood, and nodded obediently.

"I'll go to the space to see if the eldest sister is awake, you should be tired after a busy night, I'll cook you a bowl of shredded chicken noodles, you can solve it quickly." After Song Xingchen finished speaking, he entered the space, and the smell of blood that filled his nasal cavity was really not good.

The temperature of the palm disappeared suddenly, and the corners of Yelang's lips hooked up a trace of a light smile.

His stars seem to be brave and fearless, but some things are just quick to speak, and if she really wants to kill someone, it must be a last resort.

And Yelang didn't want Song Xingchen to be like him, accustomed to walking on the tip of a knife, and regarded taking people's lives as one of the tasks of life.

After Song Xingchen entered the space, he saw Song Yueya holding the note she wrote, sitting in the small courtyard in a daze.

"Sister, I'm here." Song Xingchen smiled and didn't explain where this was.

"Why is it so dirty? There are still blood stains on the clothes, so it must be an injury, right? Show me. Song Yueya frowned and stood up, her eyes full of worry.

"It's someone else's, it's not about me." Song Xingchen took Song Yueya's hand and walked towards the kitchen, because in the past few days in Yinjiabao, he had already told Song Yueya about Yelang, so Song Xingchen was not polite, "Yelang is busy with tasks, eldest sister will help me prepare together, cook some shredded chicken noodles, my stomach is also a little hungry." ”

"Okay." Song Yueya swept the kitchen a little and nodded without asking anything.

With Song Yueya's IQ, he would naturally wonder what kind of place this was, and Song Xingchen appeared out of thin air just now, and Song Yueya's mind was full of doubts.

But if Song Xingchen didn't take the initiative to explain, Song Yueya wouldn't ask, this is a respect for his family and protection.

"Xingchen, go change into clean clothes, I'll be busy alone." Song Yueya swept the furnishings in the kitchen, and saw that the position was similar to that when she was in her hometown, she knew better.

"That's good, eldest sister, you don't have to make too much, the noodles are ready-made, and the chicken over there is also ready, eldest sister just needs to use it, don't be polite to me." Song Xingchen waved his hand and went into his bedroom, ready to wash up.

has been busy outside for so long, and her body is stained with a lot of smells that Song Xingchen doesn't like, especially An Xun's pervert who also touched her face with his hand, and it is already Song Xingchen's limit to be able to endure it until now.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, watching Song Xingchen shake his neck as he walked, Song Yueya smiled lightly and whispered: "No matter how many secrets you have, you are still my little sister, the most beloved little sister in this life." ”

Let's say that Yelang killed more than 100 dead soldiers like hoeing grass outside, although the other party couldn't move, but the work of cutting off people's heads was still very tiring.

Not only did he destroy the three long swords that he had picked up temporarily, but he also shook Yelang's mouth numb.

After cutting off everyone's heads, Yelang began to search the corpses one by one, putting away the tokens they used to identify themselves, and finally returned to the leader's corpse, crouched down and searched for him for a while.

"The Eagle Order turned out to be one of the five minions of the An family." Ye Lang flipped through the token, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he tore open the placket on the chest of the head collar, and sure enough, he saw a tattoo of an eagle, "The An family really made a bloody investment, not only arranged one of the five major generals here for An Xun to send, but also hundreds of dead soldiers, there must be a big plan." ”

Putting the eagle order on his chest alone, Yelang picked up a long sword again, cut off the tattoo on the leader's chest with a neat movement, threw the bloody human skin into the pocket containing the more than 100 fast tokens, and sat in the corpse pile, waiting for Song Xingchen to bring him into the space.

Although Yelang can leave this bamboo forest by himself, he may spend more time with Song Xingchen, but Yelang will not leave like this.