Jiang Yuntian, who recovered the sword, his combat power soared significantly, and in the face of the Kaishan giant axe, every blow was a real hard hit, and the sparks from the intersection of weapons were brighter than the fire in Majiazhuang.

After a fierce confrontation, Mattei, who was blessed with anger, seemed powerless and gradually fell behind.

"You're finished!"

Jiang Yuntian's sword was like a dragon, picked off the giant axe in Ma Tai's hand, and kicked it away with one kick.

Mattei tried to get up and fight again, but the blade of the sword took a step around his neck first.

Ma Tai gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Yuntian: "You are very strong...... Can you tell me the source of your name? ”

Jiang Yuntian spit out lightly: "Nantian Valley, Jiang Yuntian." ”

"Nantian Valley!" Ma Tai's pupils dilated, but after a while, he acted as a matter of course, "The Hidden Immortal Sect, why do you want to participate in secular disputes?" ”

"So you rivers and lakes will never understand, the hidden immortal practice, don't ask about the red dust, it's not an escape, out of the mountains in troubled times, and stabilize the world, it is the avenue."

Jiang Yuntian stabbed Ma Tai's throat with a sword, ending his life of sin.

The encirclement continues.

The goose feather snow is like a messenger of the funeral, drawing a complete end to the glory of the Ma family.

"Shike......" Ning Yehong lay in front of Chu Shike, tears couldn't stop rolling.

In order to save her, Chu Shike was cut off by an axe, and she was dying of excessive blood loss.

Desperate for oneself is the most straightforward expression of love, but unfortunately it came too short, and it is a pity that life is too fragile. Chu Shike looked at Ning Yehong reluctantly, his hoarse throat was speechless, and he moved his gaze to Song Che again, at this moment, all jealousy and hatred disappeared.

If it weren't for Song Che's shot, he might have been split in half.

Song Che didn't say anything, didn't need to say much, and nodded lightly.

Chu Shike used his last strength and shouted at Ning Yehong: "Let go of hatred and live well!" After that, he choked out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes and said goodbye to the world.

"Shike!"

Ning Yehong's tears burst into the embankment, covering his face and crying.

The pervasive snow and mist, the bleak cold wind, the slaughtering battlefield, and the weeping people, the vicissitudes of life are no longer like the world.

Song Che hugged Ning Yehong into his arms and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, suddenly like a cold wind hit, the snow fell, and the tears drifted away.

"Get out of here."

"Hmmm......"

Song Che picked up Ning Yehong and walked away with the wind and snow.

……

This night, she seemed to have rubbed all her grief into her desires, unbridled lingering, endless indulgence, venting to her heart's content, until she was exhausted, she fell on Song Che's chest and sobbed in a low voice again.

Song Che brushed aside the messy hair of the woman in his arms, her name was Ning Yehong, her eyes were red, her cheeks were so red, and even the sheets left a touch of red.

Song Che pinched her chin, her teary eyes were shy and shy, like pear blossoms with rain, which made people unbearable.

She was so ashamed that she slapped Song Che's hand away, covered her face with her messy hair, and buried her head back again.

"Isn't it normal for a dead person to do what you do, why be so sad, you don't like him." Song Che asked softly.

Ning Yehong raised her head and complained: "Do you have to like someone to be sad about it?" I have worked with Shike for many years and experienced countless lives and deaths, and you will never understand this relationship. ”

"Then he is really unattractive, he has lived and died with you so many times, but he has not been able to make you like him."

"You're so vulgar!"

"All I know is that you lying in my arms are very cute."

"Shall I go?"

She got up and was about to get out of bed, but Song Che dragged her back, spun around, and wrapped her in the quilt against her.

Ning Yehong snorted lightly, tilting her head and adding a few more shyness, how could she be willing to leave this gentle township?

Song Che gently swiped his skin with his fingertips, and on the carcass as white as jade, in addition to the traces left by shame, there were also scars that were vividly remembered, especially the one on his chest, and the scene of stitching was like the next day.

Ning Yehong didn't seem to want to expose her flaws, she covered the scar with both hands, "You are not allowed to look at ......"

Song Che smiled and said: "I think they are very beautiful, compared to the white and flawless like my wife, there are a few scars but wild and sexy." ”

Ning Yehong looked complaining, "Are you worthy of the little lady in the family?" Messing around with other women outside, you door-to-door son-in-law, you want to dip yourself in the pig cage! ”

"If I soak in the pig cage, you, as a vixen, will not end well if you seduce a good woman and a man."

"I'm not even afraid of death, how can I be afraid of these gossips, the world!"

"You're not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Ning Yehong stared, she was indeed not afraid.

"Then come home with me."

Song Che said lightly, but it was extremely sincere, this was by no means a joke.

The word "home" was like a heavy punch, Ning Yehong was smashed almost out of breath, and she fell into a deep silence.

"I'm not a person who lifts my pants and walks away after eating clean, since I have been married to you, I will be responsible for you;

You don't have to worry that my wife will dislike you, she is a very generous woman, as long as you are willing to call her sister, she will be able to treat you like a sister;

When my mother-in-law gives birth to her son and the Shen family has offspring, I will break away from the Shen family and stand on my own, and then I will not be Aunt Song, but Master Song;

Master Song is rich and rich, has a lot of money, has three wives and four concubines, and has children and grandchildren under his knees, but it is also very reasonable;

In the end, just as Chu Shike made a long-cherished wish before he died: 'You have to let go of hatred and live well'. After you follow me, you will no longer have to do these things that lick blood on the knife edge, you will become a broad wife with fine clothes and food, husband and children, share family, and be happy until you grow old. ”

As long as the flatbread is well drawn, three wives and four concubines are indispensable.

Ning Yehong was obviously moved, who was willing to be displaced, who was unwilling to find a home, but she was looking forward to it, and the sadness in her eyes increased.

This time, she really pushed Song Che away, picked up the placket that was scattered all over the ground, and put it on silently.

Song Che was very calm, and asked softly, "You still can't let go of hatred?" ”

Ning Yehong was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you already guess it when we met for the first time?" If hatred is so easy to let go, why should I be scarred? ”

"But you have repeatedly hovered on the edge of life and death, and you still haven't been able to take revenge, maybe you can't take revenge, maybe you can't take revenge, maybe it's ......"

Song Che got out of bed, gently hugged her waist from behind, and whispered in her ear, "Maybe I can help you get revenge." ”

Ning Yehong hesitated for a moment, but still pushed Song Che away and shook his head: "Not only can't you avenge my revenge, but once you touch it, you will also cause death."

Song Che was silent for a moment before asking, "Master Bijia, how is Master Gao?"

Ning Yehong said: "It's a hundred times more difficult than them. ”

Song Che frowned and stopped talking.

An enemy who is more difficult than a powerful minister above 10,000 people under one person, who else can there be besides the Zhao royal family?

Song Che is a businessman, everything has to pay attention to value, for the sake of a woman, to offend the royal family, is it worth it?

He looked at her, was she worth it?

"Song Che."

Ning Yehong turned her head, her eyes were hazy with tears, "Tonight's lingering encounter is just a dream, a woman like me is not worth paying too much for you." ”

Song Che had a hint of hesitation, but it was precisely this hint of hesitation that she jumped out of the window, wanting to keep it again, but she had no idea where to start.

Song Che faced the empty night, recalling the unbridled and lingering happiness, a gust of wind and snow hit, and for a moment, his heart was like numbness......