When He Runcheng was still training in the military camp, a subordinate came in a hurry, looking at the flustered subordinate, He Runcheng frowned, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said hard under that cold gaze, "Young marshal, Miss Liang...... She was captured by Young Master Fan......"

He Runcheng's brows furrowed even tighter, he let the soldiers under him train by himself, walked to a corner, and his tone was not angry but threatening, "What did he do with Yujin?" ”

"I heard that Miss Liang killed Young Master Fan's wife, and Young Master Fan had some mental problems and robbed people directly on the street."

It seems that the thought of the scene on the street where people come and go, almost like a riot, makes this subordinate feel booed when he thinks about it, and even he, a soldier who has been a soldier for several years, was shocked by that big action.

He Runcheng looked at him inexplicably, but an inexplicable uneasiness gradually rose in his heart.

"Who is his wife?"

"Young Master Fan's wife is a man, I heard that it used to be the eldest young master of which family, but he was defeated, I actually don't know very well, I don't know what the surname is, but it seems to be called Sheen."

Except for people in the upper circles, few people knew that the eldest young master of the Liang family, who was once arrogant and domineering, would be Fan Xian's wife.

His subordinates also occasionally inquired about it, and he just likes to gossip and like to listen to all kinds of strange things about wealthy families.

It can only be said that Fan Xian is really crazy, relying on the Fan family behind him, since he dares to tie someone on the street, it is still the young marshal's fiancée, isn't this slapping He Runcheng's face in front of everyone.

Originally, his subordinates thought that they would see He Shaoshuai's angry expression, but they didn't expect He Shaoshuai to be stunned like a piece of wood, his height was extremely high, and he lowered his head slightly at the moment, making people unable to see his face clearly, as if he had lost his soul.

He called out several times before He Shaoshuai came back to his senses.

The man slowly raised his head, his red eyes staring at him deadly, and the eyes that did not enter the sun were full of tyrannical factors.

"You're saying it again, Fan Xian's wife...... Yes, who! ”

He showed the sharpest fangs that would only deal with his enemies.

The subordinate who heard the sound of heavy breathing raised his head, and just met the gaze of He Runcheng, whose eyes were red and his eyes were ruthless.

The subordinates were so frightened that they trembled, and they only felt that the person in front of them looked like an enraged beast, and it was the one who was about to go crazy.

"Yes...... It seems to be called Nozomi, Sheehan. ”

The original normal sentence seemed to have become difficult, and he spit out these words with difficulty with a shaking throat.

He didn't understand why He Shaoshuai, who had always been calm and self-controlled, seemed to have no feelings, why he would show such an emotional and excited appearance, which he had never seen before, and it was ten thousand times more terrifying than He Shaoshuai in the war.

What is the relationship between that person named Sheen and He Shaoshuai, and why does he look at He Shaoshuai's appearance, it seems to be ......

It seems like I'm going to cry in the next second......

This is He Shaoshuai, who has the title of the youngest young marshal, even He Shaoshuai, who is about to lose half his life on the battlefield, has never been red-eyed, and now he ......

How do you look like an abandoned child.

He Runcheng, whose eyes were red like blood, only felt that his whole body was very cold, his heart hurt badly, and the despair that he had never felt before spread to every corner of his body.

"Impossible...... It couldn't be ......."

He Runcheng chuckled, obviously smiling, but his eyes were red as if they were dripping blood, he thought he was comforting others, and he seemed to be comforting himself.

"I watched her last time, how can I say that she will die, you don't know, she was energetic at that time, and she drove me away one by one, how can she ...... How did you die......"

If it weren't for that somewhat crazy look, his subordinates would have thought it was really like what he said.

He Runcheng smiled a little nervously, then turned around and left.

He just wanted to escape from reality, he didn't want to face the cruel truth, and on the surface it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but from his steps, it could be seen that his always steady and powerful steps had become messy and fast, and he almost tripped and fell down several times.

The subordinates stood in place for a while, and only then did they realize that Young Master Fan's wife was not the point! The point is that He Shaoshuai's fiancée was arrested, and looking at Young Master Fan's posture, he will die if he doesn't do it.

waited for his subordinates to chase over to find someone, and found that He Runcheng didn't know where to run.

After asking several people next to him, he knew that He Runcheng had gone to the lounge.

At the door of the break room stood two officers, who looked panicked.

Seeing someone go in kindly reminded me of the awakening.

"Brother, I advise you not to go in now, the young marshal doesn't look right."

Where can the subordinates not know, but if it is late, maybe they can only go to collect Miss Liang's body.

No matter what, he can only close it firmly, otherwise he will be the unlucky one who will have something happen to Miss Liang in the back.

In the hearts of his subordinates, he thinks that Miss Liang has a very important position in He Shaoshuai's heart, their young marshals have never been close to women, and they look fierce, only to Miss Liang will show a slightly gentle look.

Isn't that what is like?

When his subordinates thought about it, they subconsciously ignored He Runcheng's wrongness, and pretended to have the courage to open the door.

"Young marshal, Miss Liang, she ......"

He Runcheng, who had been standing in the middle of the break, turned his head violently, his eyes were gloomy like a wolf who chose people to devour, and finally, he kicked over the coffee table in front of him.

In the reflection of the messy glass, the man's eyes were completely drowned out by the endless crimson and darkness.

"Who allowed you in? Get lost! ”

"Get out of here!"

The tearing roar made the cold hairs on his subordinates stand up, and the fear born from his heart made him stunned in place.

"Less, young marshal......"

He screamed as if he was dumbfounded, hoping to regain the man's senses.

But the man's sanity seemed to be in jeopardy, and he walked back and forth restlessly and anxiously, like a lion on the verge of rage.

He muttered to himself.

"No...... How can it be...... Eun ......"

Why would a good person die?

Where did the subordinates dare to stay, and rolled out.

……

When He Runcheng found Liang Yujin, she had already been tortured and unadult, going crazy for a while, and awake for a while.

He has always firmly believed that if Wen Xien is not dead, the young master will not die.

He thought almost paranoidly.

But when he saw Fan Xian, he finally knew the truth.

This cruel truth seemed to drain all the strength of his body, so that he could no longer maintain that toughness, and he almost collapsed on the cold floor in embarrassment.

(End of chapter)