Jiangdu, Wangfu, late at night.

Wang Sheng opened the door, "Uncle Cheng, you said that Mrs. is back." ”

Uncle Cheng's face turned pale: "Madam...... Ghost...... Come back...... Finish. ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Sheng scolded, "Where is Madame?" ”

Cheng Bo was shocked when he heard this, glanced at Wang Sheng with an angry face, and lowered his head, "Husband...... People are ...... At the entrance of the house. ”

Wang Sheng glanced at Uncle Cheng, who was pale, and strode towards the door of the mansion.

……

At the main gate of the palace, the Wang family army, who was patrolling the night, suddenly heard Cheng Bo's shouts and had gathered at the gate of the palace.

Gao Xiang looked at Pei Rong with a look of surprise, "Sister-in-law, you're back, where have you been for the past two months?" We thought you were ...... by fire."

Gao Xiang paused, saw Pang Yong with an angry face on the side, and said with a smile: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, Brother Sheng is chanting your name every day." ”

Pei Rong's cold face softened slightly when she heard this, "Wang Sheng still loves me, Pang Yong must have lied to me, how can I doubt my husband?" ”

Don't you know that the reality is not as good as it should be?

"Pei Rong, Pei Rong...... Pei Rong, where are you? The voice of the call came from far and near, full of anxiety and anticipation, and a feeling of impatience was intoxicating.

Pei Rong is drunk, drunk or not, everyone is drunk, two months of imprisonment, like years, like sixty years, how many nights, always hallucinate this affectionate call.

Pei Rong's body couldn't help but follow the sound, the imitation and suspicion in her steps, as the sound approached, became faster and faster, at this moment, Pei Rong's eyes involuntarily shed crystal tears, and her voice replied hoarsely: "Sheng...... Brother, born ...... Elder brother. ”

A gust of wind blew, and Wang Sheng rushed out, staring at Pei Rong affectionately, as if Pei Rong was the only one left in the whole world.

Wang Sheng's arms hugged Pei Rong tightly, for fear of losing the person in his arms again, "Pei Rong, don't leave me again." ”

Pei Rong wrapped her hands tightly around Wang Sheng, buried her head in Wang Sheng's arms, and nodded, "Hmm." ”

"Haha......" Wang Jiajun around laughed and celebrated Wang Sheng and his wife.

However, at this moment, Pang Yong's heart was not a taste, "Pei Rong, why do you care so much about Wang Sheng?" Don't you know that love is deep, and the wound is even deeper? ”

Sweetness is always short-lived, and fate always likes to knock you off the cliff when you are most proud.

"Sister." A gentle warmth, a sweet smile, a woman in a captivating city, a snow-white Luo shirt, and three thousand green silks, disturbing people's feelings.

Pei Rong followed the prestige, with fear and worry in her heart.

Afraid of what? What to worry about? I am afraid that what Pang Yong said is the truth, and I am worried that the beloved will turn into a negative man at the end of the world.

"That bulging belly? Is that pregnant? Who is the father of the child? Do you have a brother? ”

"That bulging belly is at least ten months pregnant? Why did Wang Sheng take Xiao Wei home? Is it because of this child? Or ......"

"No, Pang Yong said that Xiao Wei is a demon, and only a demon who is two months pregnant will have such a big belly."

……

"Demons." Pei Rong broke free from Wang Sheng's embrace, pointed at Xiao Wei with her right hand, and coldly spit out two words.

Xiao Wei said innocently: "Sister, I'm not a demon, I'm Xiao Wei." ”

Pei Rong took a deep breath and stared at Xiao Wei's belly, but tears were uncontrollable, "You are not a demon, why do you have such a big belly when you are two months pregnant." ”

Xiao Wei looked at Wang Sheng with resentful eyes, and Wang Sheng said ashamedly: "Pei Rong, Xiao Wei was killed by demons......

"I didn't ask you." Pei Rong turned her head to stare at Wang Sheng, her face was pale, her expression was cold, and her heart was difficult to calm down, "Brother Sheng, why do you still have to help her speak, with your wisdom, can't you figure it out, or are you already in love with her......"

"Poof" Pei Rong spat out a mouthful of blood and bent her body.

"Pei Rong."

"Pei Rong."

"Sister."

"Don't come here." Pei Rong glanced at the three of them, Pang Yong who was heartbroken, Wang Sheng who was guilty, and Xiao Wei who cared.

Heartache, guilt, care.

These faces are infinitely magnified in the mind, who is really? Who is fake? Pei Rong finally understood?

But Pei Rong would rather not understand, she would rather be true or false, and false than true, because she did not want to lose the man she loved the most in front of her, Wang Sheng, who promised to take care of her for the rest of her life and never change her mind.

"Brother Sheng, do you still remember the promise of 'Mrs. Wang has only one'?"

"Ahem......" The corners of Pei Rong's mouth kept gushing blood, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop, Pei Rong's heart was dripping blood, like a knife inserting into her heart, knife after knife......

The Wang Sheng in his eyes became more and more blurred, "It turns out that I still lost him." ”

"I'm tired, I'm really tired, it's not bad to sleep like this."

Pei Rong's two-month prison life, day and night, the word love is the most charming and the most hurtful.

Pei Rong's figure slowly fell, and Wang Sheng, who was a few steps away, quickly hugged Pei Rong and said eagerly: "Pei Rong, wake up." ”

"Fuck off." Pang Yong pushed Wang Sheng away with his right hand, grabbed Pei Rong's waist with his left hand, and scolded Wang Sheng fiercely: "I shouldn't have handed Pei Rong over to you in the first place." ”

Wang Sheng stared at Pang Yong's angry face, and said coldly: "This is my Wang Sheng's family matter, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Wang Sheng walked towards Pang Yong step by step, "Pei Rong is mine." ”

Pang Yong guarded Wang Sheng with his right hand, "You hurt Pei Rong ruthlessly for this demon, what qualifications do you have to speak." ”

The momentum around Wang Sheng's body continued to rise, and the cultivation of the innate peak martial artist rose in the surrounding area.

Gao Xiang stepped forward and stared at Pang Yong, "Brother Yong, my sister-in-law is already my brother's wife, so don't make trouble." ”

"Add to the chaos." Pang Yong said coldly: "I shouldn't have handed Pei Rong over to him in the first place. ”

Pang Yong picked up Pei Rong and glanced at his former brothers, "Gao Xiang, Jing Ping, Jing An, Xiahou Xiang, if you stop me, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"I told you to put Pei Rong down." Wang Sheng looked at Pang Yong and said coldly.

Pang Yong turned a deaf ear, picked up Pei Rong, and strode towards the gate.

"I told you to put Pei Rong down." Wang Sheng shouted, "Don't force me. ”

Pang Yong still didn't look back.

"Wang Jiajun listened to the order and took down Pang Yong for me." Wang Sheng said angrily.

The Wang family army around "Nuo ......" immediately surrounded Pang Yong.

"Four Elephant Formation."

Gao Xiang, Jing Ping, Jing An, and Xiahou Xiang were the four innate masters, and besieged them in the center from the east, west, north, and south. The four of them change according to their directions, and shoot in a cycle, advancing and retreating, endlessly, mysterious, and powerful.

Xiahou Xiang dissuaded: "Brother Yong, the Four Elephants Formation gathers the strength of four people and takes care of each other, even if you have a grandmaster-level cultivation, you can't break through, and the Wang family army is assembling here, with your strength, it is difficult to defeat thousands of troops......"

"Wang Jiajun." Pang Yong bit these three words fiercely, "Two years ago, it used to be called Pang Jiajun. ”

Xiahou was silent when he said the sore spots, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but hesitate.

The generals and soldiers present stared at Pang Yong in the four-elephant formation, ashamed in their hearts.

Two years ago, Pang Yong was the captain of the Pang family's army, and the Pang family's army has always been victorious, because Pang Yong's sword has never been defeated.

Pang Yong's figure is the belief in the hearts of every Pang family sergeant, and he is an invincible military god.

Until that day, he silently abandoned his sword, his official position, his home, and the hearts of every soldier of the Pang family's army.

Why did Pang Yong give up all this? Why give up fame and fortune?

In the two years of wandering the rivers and lakes, the stormy days, did Pang Yong regret it?

No, Pang Yong has never regretted it.

Because Pang Yong at this moment is holding the attachment in his heart, he doesn't want to let go.

Because he once let go, thinking that she would be happy in this way, it turned out that it was all wrong, so at this moment, Pang Yong would never let go, even if it was his former comrades in front of him.

"Death to those who stand in my way." Pang Yong's momentum suddenly rose.

"Breaking the Blade Technique, Horizontal Knife Momentum."

Pang Yong held Pei Rong in his left hand, stretched out his palm with his right hand, straightened his arm, and his footsteps were autobiographical clockwise, and his right palm swept around, and the sharp blade-breaking knife qi swept around.

"Whoa, yes." Four voices slashed, and Gao Xiang, the Jing brothers, and Xiahou Xiang cut off part of the robes of the four of them with knife qi.

"If you break off the love with a knife, you will not die again."

Wang Sheng's body suddenly moved, and he pulled out the sword at his waist like lightning and attacked towards Pang Yong, "My Wang Sheng's family affairs, I don't need you to dictate to me. ”

"Change formation, five tigers and sheep formation."

The four-elephant formation changed into a five-tiger and sheep formation in an instant, and the five people interspersed with each other, full of tacit understanding, five pairs of eyes, five hands and feet, all-round, no dead ends, and repeatedly attacked.

Among the five people, Wang Sheng has the cultivation of the peak of the congenital, and the other four also have the cultivation of the middle stage of the congenital.

The Five Tigers and Sheep Formation, gathering the strength of five people, even if Pang Yong has the primary cultivation of a grandmaster, he can't stop it, not to mention that he is still holding a Pei Rong in his left hand.

……

Wang Sheng slapped Pang Yong's back with a palm, and snatched Pei Rong from Pang Yong's left hand.

"Poof." Pang Yong spat out a mouthful of blood, his steps were vain, his true qi was weak, and four sharp swords were on Pang Yong's neck.

Pang Yong smiled coldly and stared at Wang Sheng: "Unless you kill me, I must take Pei Rong with me." ”

"Smack." Xia Hou slapped the back of Pang Yong's head with his left hand, and grabbed the unconscious Pang Yong with his left hand, "Duwei, Brother Yong will leave it to me, I will take good care of him." ”

Wang Sheng nodded, his expression complicated, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Wang Sheng hugged Pei Rong and walked to the wing.

Xiao Wei stared at Wang Sheng's back, his hands clenched, and unconsciously, his nails pierced into his skin, oozing out a trace of blood, "Sister, you shouldn't come back." ”

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