There is a kind of woman in the world who is beautiful when she is angry! Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And the silent night master was originally the kind that was suffocatingly beautiful, when she stabbed this sword at Jiang Beiyun ruthlessly. Ning Yue saw the shadow of Thousand Twilight Snow in a trance.

"Snort-" Jiang Beiyun's body protection qi was unable to resist the sword blade of the Silent Night Master, and a sword broke through the body easily.

"Uh-" Jiang Beiyun's eyes widened, staring at the silent night in disbelief. Suddenly, Jiang Beiyun's eyes dimmed, and he slowly softened. A sword pierced the chest, and blood gushed like a pour. In the blink of an eye, the splatters of blood reddened Shitai's hands.

"Why, why you, why, why do you do this, tell me!" the Silent Night Master roared, she was Jiang Beiyun's best friend, a close friend for nearly twenty years. When they met, Jingye was not yet a teacher.

"It's been 30 years, you've been a hero for 30 years, why do you do this? You have finally come to this day, you have finally been respected by everyone, for the sake of impulsiveness? For the sake of a momentary pleasure? You will discard the late festival that you have worked hard for 30 years? Who are you worthy of?"

"I've been negative all my life...... Spend time with being burdened...... But this time...... I ......"

Jiang Beiyun died, and his face hung sideways on the shoulders of Master Jingye. The blood stains that stretched from the corners of his mouth wet the sleeves of Shitai Silent Night. A generation of heroes, in his later years, was ruined and died in spurning and infamy......

The silent night master hugged Jiang Beiyun's gradually cold corpse tightly, the sword flowers flew, and countless green silks flew and scattered like dandelions blown away by the breeze.

The moon-white monk's robe was so pale and weak in front of the flying green silk. Mrs. Jingye once made a vow, although she entered the empty door, but her distracting thoughts were not cleared. Irritability, affection for infatuation, jealousy for resentment, before the real four are empty, this green silk continues.

The green silk that is like a waterfall is very beautiful, and the silent night master at this moment is too beautiful. For her face is cold, and her heart is cold. Eighteen years of escaping into the empty door, only today is the dust edge of the silk.

The mystery of the flower thief has finally been revealed, but the Jiangnan martial arts colleagues sincerely hope that this mystery will never be solved. Miss Dong didn't die, but she only had half a life left. And Miss Yinyuan, who accompanied Miss Dong, was shocked by Jiang Beiyun's palm.

With the mental strength of Jiangnan Wulin, coupled with Feng Xiaoyu's shot, Miss Dong was finally rescued, but unfortunately she lost her memory. And Miss Yinyuan was silent after waking up, the only thing she said was that Jiang Beiyun's hero was not a flower thief.

It's not just that she doesn't believe it, but the entire Jiangnan martial arts doesn't believe it. Instead of believing that Jiang Beiyun Daxia is a flower thief, they believe that the disciples of the Demon Sect will save the dead and help the wounded, and when the Son of Heaven will support the forces to rebel against him.

However, this rumor is more than just a rumor. The heads of the four major schools in Suzhou were present, and Jiang Beiyun personally admitted it. At that time, the four sons of Jiangnan were present, the Tianshofu was present, and the five hundred martial arts masters all saw and heard with their own eyes.

The most important thing is that the Silent Night Master has cut off all the green silk for Jiang Daxia, and cut off the red dust! If this is not the case, how could she do this? Wu Lin was silent, but after the silence, there was an explosion of infinite anger.

A pure, selfless hero turned out to be a flower thief? How do you make those who go to the rivers and lakes believe in this world again? Jiang Daxia is a flower thief, so could it be that Ziyu Zhenren raised an illegitimate child? Could it be that Putuo Temple hides filth and dirt?

How deep is the respect for Jiang Beiyun, and how deep is the hatred for him. Countless people flocked to Suzhou, and countless people came to Yizhuang to spit on Jiang Beiyun's mourning hall. No one wanted to destroy his body, and no one wanted to crush his bones to ashes. Because he ...... No...... Match!

"You really don't remember?" Ning Yue gently poured a cup of tea for Miss Dong, and the mist of tea fluttered on Miss Dong's sweet face, looking so innocent.

"I don't remember, in my eyes, everything is new. That's why every day is so new for me. By the way, you said you were the catcher of the Tenshogunate. What's the difference between the Tenshofu and the Shogunate?"

"You don't want to know your past?"

"Then you tell me, is my father my mother?"

"Yes!"

"Is my friend my former friend?"

"Yes!"

"Am I or not?"

"Of course you're you, but you've lost your memory. ”

"Then why do I want to know about the past? My relatives haven't changed, my friends haven't changed, and I haven't changed, so what I am now is what I used to be?" Miss Dong is very cheerful and distinctive. At least this kind of logical thinking is very different from the average girl.

"Then ......" Ning Yue slowly took out a brocade box from her arms and opened it with a serious face. The purple powder reflects a brilliant brilliance.

"What is this?" asked Miss Dong curiously.

"This is called Zi Luo Yan, how do you feel when you see this?" Ning Yue asked with a smile.

"Except for being curious about what it is...... Nothing to feel. Is this a new rouge gouache?"

Ning Yue happily put away the violet smoke, "This is a chronic poison, if you don't feel it anymore, then never touch it again." Disturb Miss Dong, if Miss Dong forgets her previous friends, you can try to meet some new friends. Miss Jia Xiaoxiao from Jiafu is good, you should be able to talk. Farewell!"

Ning Yue breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Miss Dong had really forgotten the past. And even the drug addiction has been forgotten. If I had known that amnesia could detoxify, the drug rehabilitation center in my previous life would not have been so hard.

Just returned to the Tenshogunate, but was called out of the office by Yu Baili.

"This is the news from the Jinling Heavenly Shogunate, Cheng Nuxia left Jinling early this morning and rushed to Suzhou. ”

"Lady Cheng, what is she here to do to avenge Jiang Beiyun?" Ning Yue asked with a frown.

"I don't know, but I got the news from the road...... Cheng Nuxia probably didn't want to go back alive. ”

Ning Yue's heart trembled when she heard this, she didn't plan to go back alive? You know, women are more terrible than men. Especially Cheng Nuxia is still a female man with a strong personality. Back then, one person fought against hundreds of thugs until his intestines flowed out, and he didn't frown. Such a woman, Ning Yue felt a chill in her heart when she thought about it.

Not long after Cheng Nuxia stepped out of Jinling, she encountered the four elders of Zhongshan blocking the way. The four elders of Zhongshan scolded Cheng Nuxia, of course, it was Jiang Beiyun who scolded. No matter how ugly the four elders scolded, Cheng Nuxia kept smiling. After the four elders finished scolding, Cheng Nuxia took out a dagger and stabbed him in the chest. ”

"Ah, why, to apologize for sin with death?"

Yu Baili shook his head, "Husband and wife are one, and the fault of the husband is the sin of the wife." The concubine has no reason to go to Suzhou Mansion, otherwise, she should apologize for her sins with death in front of the four elders. Today, with my blood, I will wash the evil of my husband, and when I go to Suzhou to see the bones of my husband, I will give the world an explanation!"

"What a strong woman!" Ning Yue couldn't help but sigh.

"It's only a day's journey from Jinling to Suzhou, but now, Cheng Nuxia has only walked forty miles, and twelve daggers have been inserted in her body, and the blood is not stopping. Later, the martial arts celebrities who originally planned to jump out and scold stopped squeaking one by one. I am afraid that Cheng Nuxia will wash away her sins with blood again.

The Shen Mansion at the top of Jinling hurriedly sent twenty-four nights to escort Cheng Nuxia into Suzhou. The eight major sects in the south of the Yangtze River are all dispatched along the road, and now the straight road from Jinling to Suzhou has been opened, and it is estimated that tomorrow morning, Cheng Nuxia will go to the city gate of Suzhou!"

"So what do we do?"

Who knows what kind of trouble Cheng Nuxia will make when she comes, all the catches will be canceled and all the people will come back to work. Even if the fight ends up, the conflict must be controlled to prevent it from spreading to the people of Suzhou. ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

The morning mist has quietly lifted, and the distant field looks like the outline of a bright red egg yolk. The south gate of Suzhou City has been occupied by all kinds of martial arts people. Or standing on the tower, or between the rooftops. Swordsmen, swordsmen, sect disciples, you name it.

"The gates are open!" said somebody, and the punctual bell rang. A platoon of gate guards armed with long forest guns ran out of the barracks and slowly opened the heavy gates.

Gradually, the gates fell, forming a bridge over the moat. The city gate was wide open, but the martial arts people surrounding the city gate did not leave the city. It was just a passage that was separated for ordinary people to enter and exit.

"Here we are—" Another call was called, and everyone's eyes looked out of the city gates.

A long procession, led by a ragged woman. His hair was gray, and his originally ruddy face was as pale as snow. The clothes on his body should have been the well-known Su embroidery in Jiangnan, but at this moment, he may not be willing to ask for this dress even if he is called Huazi.

As the woman walked in, the martial arts people inside the city gate gasped in unison. The delicate chest is full of sixteen daggers. The blood had dried up, and the clothes on his body had congealed into hard armor.

Every step the woman took was so difficult, but she was so stubborn, and the girl behind her stepped forward but was thrown away by the woman. Dozens of zhang away from the city gate, it took a woman a full quarter of an hour to enter the city gate.

"Cheng Nuxia, Jiang Daxia is in Yizhuang in the west of Suzhou City, I will guide you the way...... a young Yingjie leaned over to Cheng Nuxia's side and said softly.

"There's no time...... Go first...... "The woman was very tired, and she gasped three times before she finished speaking. The boy nodded, and turned towards the Tenshogunate.

Before she could take a few steps, the woman fell to her knees with a thud. She had lost so much blood that she was now even weaker than a newborn baby.

"Cheng Nuxia-" The surrounding screamed and rushed forward to help her up, but the stubborn woman simply shook off all her hands, looked at the front with a determined look, and almost moved towards the Tenshogunate by crawling.

Ning Yue always felt restless today, maybe it was because she didn't sleep well last night. But there's no reason to wake up this morning and keep jumping with your eyelids? Ning Yue had just picked up the bowl and was about to eat lunch, when suddenly a wooden sign caught the wind and rushed into the dining hall.

"Woo down, woo down on the adults...... Something big happened, and the martial arts people surrounded our Heavenly Shogunate-"