"Qiqi, you have to live well."

"A-Yao, if I can save your life, why not let me give up the country."

"Ziyong, you won't be reluctant, right?"

Yang Qiqi's eyes flashed alternately the faces of his mother, Murong Zhao, Zhang Zonghei and Yang Yuyan. She had a lot of energy in her heart, and the dead stalk was in her throat, and it seemed that the next moment, it would rush straight out of her throat and through the clouds.

Yang Qiqi understands this feeling, she is unwilling, she is too unwilling.

She was unwilling to let her mother die so miserably; unwilling to be used as a pawn by Zhang Zonghe; is unwilling to pay a sincere heart in his previous life, and is used by Li and Yang Yuyan like that; She was unwilling, she lived so cautiously in her last life, was kind to others everywhere, and repaid grievances with virtue, but the end was bleak.

Looking back on that life, apart from her mother, who else really loved her, loved her, and pitied her?

No, not a single one!

Yang Qiqi thought of this, and a stream of heat gushed out from his chest. She sat up from the snow. There was a monstrous hatred in his eyes, "Mother, if the sky has eyes, she really gave her daughter a chance." Qiqi swears to you that the person who harmed our mother and daughter will not win, be good, and die. ”

After Yang Qiqi finished speaking, a pair of dry little hands dug up the snow vigorously. Fingers cut through the snow and hit the stones, knocking their nails over. But she didn't stop at all, and buried Wen in the snow, and her ten fingers were already blurred with flesh and blood.

With tears in his eyes, Yang Qiqi kowtowed three times to Wen's snow tomb before getting up and leaving.

The night was already very deep, and Yang Qiqi walked barefoot in the snow, every step seemed to be walking on the tip of a knife. When I walked to the residence step by step, I saw a sneaky shadow by the window.

Yang Qiqi was so frightened that he didn't dare to go in, so he hurriedly went around to the backyard and hid under the wall.

"I searched inside and out, but I couldn't find that little bastard."

"Where can people run to the black light? Besides, we threw her into the snow cave in the back mountain two days ago, and she was already half dead! ”

Yang Qiqi clearly heard the sound of conversation in the room from the back window.

"Don't be a girl surnamed Wen......"

"That girl died early after being beaten so many times, what else can you do when she is her?"

"Bah, bah, bah, don't say such taboo things."

Yang Qiqi heard this voice, and his blood was churning. Immediately poked a hole in the window paper and looked in.

In the room, two men in padded jackets searched for something. Both of them were in their thirties, one was born strong, and the other was relatively thin. Yang Qiqi's heart jumped suddenly, and he almost wanted to scream.

She knew these two men too well, and these two people were Li's companions, Li Kangping and Li Yuanzhong.

It was the two of them who took her back to the Yang family back then. They were thoughtful all the way, so that she enjoyed the honor of everyone's ladies for the first time. This made the tortured Yang Qiqi extremely grateful, until he got married, he was still very close to the two, and even married his most trusted personal girl to Li Yuanzhong's son, and took them to marry the Zhang family.

But these two were her mother-killing enemies.

Yang Qiqi was shocked and angry in his heart, and he couldn't wait to set a fire to burn the two of them immediately.

The two of them didn't find anything in the four rounds, and couldn't help but curse a few words angrily, left the house, and went elsewhere to look for Yang Qiqi's traces.

In my previous life, nothing like this had ever happened!

The sudden appearance of variables made Yang Qiqi more and more sober: she must escape from Nagano.

Luckily, she still has memories of the past.

In the previous life, the wall on the southern corner of the exile camp was crushed by a blizzard, but no one noticed. Later, someone in the exile camp accidentally disappeared, only to be discovered, and it was from there that he escaped.

Yang Qiqi hastily packed up his baggage and went out, and with his impression, he touched the edge of the broken wall. Looking at the ruins that were completely buried by snow on all sides, she couldn't help but secretly guess in her heart. This wall collapsed so coincidentally, I am afraid that it will be inseparable from Li Yuanzhong.

Climbing out with difficulty, Yang Qiqi looked back at the exile camp where his mother's expectations and life were buried, and gritted his teeth, "Li Junping, the debts of the previous life and this life, let's save them together to pay them back!" ”