In the center of Longkou City, the Jin family with high ridges and cornices is located here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There are dozens of info houses, but there is not a single green tree in the courtyard, let alone rockery, and not even a single flower. There are only deep and solemn ink, and white mourning flags swaying in the wind.

Kim Jong-ki is a stereotypical and boring person, and around such a person, you never know which nerve you need to pull to laugh and how to raise the corners of your mouth. In his world, there may only be cultivation, and the reason why the Jin family's martial arts arena is several times larger than the residential area may be precisely this reason.

However, there is no longer the figure wielding sticks all day long on the martial arts arena, and some are just white mourning clothes shuttling back and forth. There was no more strong wind and roar, there was just a deathly silence, so oppressive that it almost suffocated.

The nobody who rose alone in Longkou City was lying alone in the coffin at the moment, staring at the broken cobwebs on the beams of the house, his eyelids could not be closed for several hours by Steward Liu, not just because he was nostalgic for this world.

The sweaty Steward Liu had already given up, and he should cover his gray and terrible face with yellow paper. The purpose of covering the face with yellow paper is to let the deceased separate yin and yang, so as not to become a lonely ghost and a wild ghost. But Steward Liu stood beside a graceful and noble woman, completely forgetting the person in the coffin.

The funeral is taboo with heavy makeup, but the woman with a snake bun is wearing a flowered dress, half-lying in a chaise longue, without the sadness of her deceased husband at all. She held a cup of fragrant tea in her hand, and from time to time she took a sip with her white fingers, and the coffin was not far from her, but she seemed to have arrived in her boudoir.

She married into the Jin family and wore this dress, her hair and sideburns were also jade hairpins, and her fingernails were also painted with red rose juice. The only difference is that the lion-like man will never wake up again, and she is not as young as she was then.

The corners of her eyes already have fine lines, and her eyes are no longer the ignorance of the world when she was a girl, but the condescending indifference.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Chudie put the fragrant tea in his hand in the palm of Steward Liu's palm, and looked indifferently at Jin Xiuwen, who was kneeling not far in front of her.

Jin Xiuwen's wound was no longer bleeding, but the gorgeous clothes he was wearing had not been changed, and there were still a lot of blood stains on his lower body, exuding a pungent fishy smell.

A hint of pain flashed in Jin Xiuwen's eyes, and he hung his head and said, "Mother, I ...... it"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chudie waved his hand and interrupted, "There are a few good houses in Linhai Villa, and I have already bought them." ”

Jin Xiuwen raised his head sharply and hissed, "Mother wants to drive me away?"

"If you lose the most basic dignity of a man, what face do you have to stay in the Jin family?" Jiang Chudie's voice was calm and did not make a wave.

Jin Xiuwen stood up with the pain and said angrily: "I am the only heir of the Jin family!"

Jiang Chudie didn't answer, and didn't even stop his gaze on Jin Xiuwen's face for a moment, but stroked his flat lower abdomen, revealing a motherly smile.

Jin Xiuwen was startled and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You ......"

"He's going to be a good boy, isn't he?"

It was the first time Jin Xiuwen had seen Jiang Chudie with such a smile.

"You two adulterers dare to do such a *** thing!" Jin Xiuwen pointed at Steward Liu and scolded, only in the face of Steward Liu did he have enough courage.

The smiling Steward Liu's face instantly became gloomy, and the thick murderous aura made Jin Xiuwen's blood seem to condense, and cold sweat was leaking out of the pores. He finally knew that this Steward Liu, who had always groveled to him, was actually a strong person in the Condensation Realm.

Jin Xiuwen's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he retreated in cringe, his voice seemed to be frozen in his throat, and it took a long time to squeeze out a thin voice: "Linhai...... What is the ...... Right...... I...... I'm willing to go ......."

The murderous aura that enveloped his whole body suddenly loosened, Jin Xiuwen "plopped" and sat on the ground, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and what made him feel even more ashamed was that his urine and urine were incontinent, and the wound was broken, and the smell of sufficiency was unusually pungent.

"You want to go to Linhai Villa, it's a good decision, but it's just ......" Jiang Chudie, who looked indifferent, suddenly stopped.

"It's just what?" Jin Xiuwen subconsciously continued.

Jiang Chudie moved her lips slightly, and spit out word by word: "It's your corpse that goes." ”

Jin Xiuwen was moved, and was about to get up and run out, when his neck suddenly hurt, and his head flew high.

Steward Liu lightly glanced at the blood-spurted headless corpse, the arm shaped like a quick knife slowly returned to its original appearance, and the fragrant tea in the palm of his hand was not sprinkled, and he held it in front of Jiang Chudie and said: "Qiuxi tea is naturally the sweetest in early autumn, and it becomes astringent and bitter when it is cold, so don't waste it." ”

Steward Liu is not only physically strong, but also knows how to please women, which is by no means comparable to a reckless man who only knows how to cultivate, Jiang Chudie's body became hot for no reason, and there was a pool of spring water in his eyes.

Just as Jiang Chudie pushed away the fragrant tea in Steward Liu's hand and hooked his neck with both hands, an earth-shattering explosion almost pierced the eardrums of all the people in Longkou City.

Steward Liu's heart jumped, and he got up, but was tightly pulled by Jiang Chudie.

"It must be Chengye and the little flower child, don't worry about him for the time being. Jiang Chudie exhaled like an orchid in Steward Liu's ear.

Steward Liu was slightly shocked: "Ignore him?"

Jiang Chudie smiled charmingly, her body writhed like a snake, and she stared at Steward Liu and said, "Am I not worthy of your attention?"

"But ......"

"No matter how fast their legs and feet are, can they be faster than the old five?" Jiang Chudie's tongue licked Steward Liu's earlobe like a dragonfly.

Steward Liu forgot about the beauty under him, and said in surprise: "You want to send the fifth child?"

Jiang Chudie bit her lower lip and said, "Otherwise, how can you be willing to do your best." ”

Steward Liu laughed, picked up Jiang Chudie's waist, and pounced on him like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

The headless corpse had fallen, blood spreading through the cracks in the tiles, and there was still a bit of horror in the eyes of the skull that fell on the door, and the people lying in the coffin, their eyes still wide on the broken cobwebs, they could no longer hear them.

The door was closed, and there seemed to be an imaginative voice echoing in the ears of the white mourning clothes, and a beautiful picture appeared in their minds.

Another person came from thousands of miles to mourn, but was blocked by a group of hot white mourning clothes. Of course, they also heard the sound of the wind in the air, but they could only sigh three times, and then shook their sleeves and left.

The wind gradually weakened, and the white mourning banner hung down tiredly and no longer swayed, and before the sun had set, night had come.