Outside the villa, the snow is falling and the cold wind is awe-inspiring.

Black figures appeared out of thin air, standing in the wind and snow, blocking Zhang Ruoyu's way.

"Stop."

The voice is calm and full of anger.

The dense black figure surrounded Zhang Ruoyu.

The power of slaughter swept in the wind and snow.

Zhang Ruoyu's eyes sank, and he looked around: "You guys, want to stop me?" ”

……

Inside the villa hall.

Xia Yunzhu slowly got up, stood in front of the window, and looked indifferently at the man standing at the door of the villa.

In the wind and snow, he was cold and monstrous.

Even in the face of the dense black figure, he did not move.

"The people outside are left behind by my father."

Xia Yunzhu stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was cold, and his whole body was filled with arrogance and confidence.

"Listen to the old man, their power is not under the eighteen horsemen of Beimang."

Xia Yunzhu's eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "I really want to know if they can stop the world-famous Beimang legend, Zhang Xiangbei." ”

The driver who followed Xia Yunzhu's side stopped and looked.

seems to be looking forward to it more than Xia Yunzhu.

Han Jiangxue sat on the sofa and did not move.

Although Xia Yunzhu did not restrict her personal freedom, she did not get up and stood by the window to admire the confrontation between her husband and a group of strong men.

"You don't seem to care about his life or death?"

Xia Yunzhu tilted his head slightly and glanced at Han Jiangxue.

"He's here for you." Xia Yunzhu said indifferently.

"It's for you, too." Han Jiangxue slowly raised her eyes, and a chill swept across her cold and arrogant beautiful face. "You've messed with someone you shouldn't have messed with."

"Provoke one, someone you can't afford to mess with."

Xia Yunzhu frowned lightly and said unhappily: "He is indeed a person who is not easy to mess with. ”

"But he's not that he can't be messed with."

"I must know him better than you." Xia Yunzhu said conceitedly. "You've only known him for a few days? I've been studying him for almost half my life. ”

Han Jiangxue's eyes were cold, and she raised her eyes and glanced at Xia Yunzhu: "What you can study, it's just what he gave you to study." ”

"What he doesn't want people to know, no one will ever know."

Xia Yunzhu sneered: "He's a god? ”

"Can he hide all the secrets?"

Han Jiangxue said word by word: "In the eyes of many people, he is a god. ”

Xia Yunzhu glanced at Han Jiangxue deeply.

This woman's worship of Zhang Xiangbei has been carved into the bone marrow.

Looking at China, there are countless women like Han Jiangxue, especially the military department.

But she Xia Yunzhu is not Han Jiangxue, nor is she one of those generalized women.

She and the Zhang family do not share the sky.

"It's about to begin."

Xia Yunzhu squinted his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "You don't plan to come over to see him?" ”

"No one knows if he'll be able to come in."

"No one knows if this will be the last look."

When Han Jiangxue heard this, she lowered her beautiful eyes slightly.

Curl long lashes and tremble gently.

Instead of getting up, she hung her head.

"If you don't look, you'll hear him."

Xia Yunzhu was murderous and slowly pushed open the window.

In an instant, the wind and snow drifted into the villa, the wind howled, and the hall that was originally heated was very cold.

Han Jiangxue was still sitting on the sofa, her head down, her eyes down.

On the beautiful face, it makes waves.

The clear and beautiful eyes slowly closed, and the bits and pieces of this year flashed in my mind.

"You have to work very, very hard to fit into his life."

"You have to be very, very brave so that you don't stand beside him and get scared."

"Xuebao, you know what? Grandma never worries about your gifts and talents, and never doubts your abilities and patterns. ”

"Grandma's only concern is when you really know everything about your husband, including everything you've never touched, against your will, and don't even dare to imagine."

"Can you still love him as much as you do now?"

"He is a god in the eyes of many people."

"But also in the eyes of many people, he is a demon."

Being a god, it's tiring.

When you are a demon, you are more tired.

Of course, Han Jiangxue didn't know enough about her man.

But she at least knows better than the woman in front of her who only wants revenge.

Tonight, the kite has fought to the end of her life.

Tonight, no one will be able to cover her eyes.

So, she closed herself.

Tonight, no one will cover her ears.

So, she raised her snow-white hand and covered her ears.

Zhang Ruoyu didn't let her see it, so she didn't watch it.

If you don't let her listen, she won't.

This is a white lie.

It is a husband who is full of murder and cares for his wife.

He was afraid to frighten her.

I'm afraid she's afraid of him.

"You don't even dare to listen?" Xia Yunzhu frowned slightly and said disdainfully. "You're such a coward."

"Or is that what marriage is meant to be?"

Xia Yunzhu looked sarcastic, turned around, and looked outside the courtyard where the fierce battle was raging.

In just an instant, Xia Yunzhu's face changed sharply, and he looked at the chilling purgatory outside the courtyard in disbelief.

Blood, like a tide, melted the snow.

The wind and the disgusting smell of blood quickly spread to the villa.

The suffocating picture made Xia Yunzhu almost retch.

She turned and closed the window.

But he just met Han Jiangxue's plain, but as if questioning, eyes: You, are you really not afraid of him?