Volume 2 Carrying the Load Chapter 76 The Past Is Unbearable

Although Xiaoshan is not Qin Mengyao's biological child, she has always treated him as her own child, not her own child, but better than her own child.

As the owner of the inn and a businessman, she inevitably deals with all kinds of people from all walks of life. Naturally, we are most aware of the dangers and dangers that lie ahead. For the sake of Xiaoshan's safety, Qin Mengyao didn't want him to get involved.

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On the other side, there is a very hidden place on the mountain.

At this time, Bai Mohua came to the entrance of the underground dark room, looked in towards a vent, and then asked coldly, "It's been three days, have you thought of the answer?"

"Someone here is sick. Hearing this, Ye Ruyan hurriedly took a few steps forward and shouted.

Bai Mo Hua stared at it, and sure enough, one of these brides seemed to have fainted on the ground, and suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he said indifferently: "So what?"

Ye Ruyan said hurriedly: "Some of them are sick, at least you should find a doctor to take a look!"

The white ink painting looked sideways, and seemed unmoved: "Widowhood is lucky, and death is not a pity!"

"Are you really such hard-hearted, who don't care whether people live or die?"

The white ink painting raised his eyes, pondered for a while, and finally decided to come down and check it out. He opened the entrance to the dark room and slowly walked over to the fainted woman, leaning down to check her pulse.

However, just as the white ink painting was carefully examined, he didn't notice the strangeness in the pupils of Ye Ruyan and the other brides.

At this time, the woman lying on the ground opened her eyes suddenly, and grabbed one of Bai Mohua's hands with both hands as fast as possible, this was not over, and then, all the other brides rushed up almost at the same time in the next moment, and pounced on Bai Mohua, bursting out with far more strength than usual, trying to trap Bai Mohua in one fell swoop, they went up and down, some people controlled Bai Mohua's hand, some people grabbed Bai Mohua's feet, and some people bit him directly, all of them tried their best to trap him, even if they couldn't trap him, they had to try to gain time, so as to cover Ye Ruyan's escape。

In fact, since the last time Bai Mohua left, Ye Ruyan vowed to save these women from escaping here, she used this time to discuss with other brides how to escape, Ye Ruyan knew that Bai Mohua this person is strong in martial arts, if he is tough, they are not his opponents, and it will be self-defeating if it is not good, which will make him angry and ashamed, and when the time comes, their lives will be in danger, so they can only outwit after thinking about it.

So, they agreed on a plan, one of them pretended to be sick and tricked him down, and then everyone rushed up to him while he was unprepared, and did everything possible to contain him, cover the other, delay her escape, and finally, the one who escaped would find the rescuers as quickly as possible to rescue the rest. And this candidate is undoubtedly Ye Ruyan. After all, her pretending to marry this time was caught by the white ink painting, and her purpose was to rescue these brides. Moreover, among them, only Ye Ruyan is equipped with martial arts, and only she can escape in the fastest time and find someone to rescue them in the shortest possible time.

Now, their plan has succeeded, they launched a surprise attack on Bai Mohua, and everyone has used their strength to feed, and they really trapped Bai Mohua.

"Miss Ye, hurry up!

Seeing this, Ye Ruyan hurriedly ran towards the exit of the dark room, preparing to go straight outside.

However, the plan can never catch up with the changes, the ideal is good, but the reality is cruel, they think too highly of their own ability, and at the same time underestimate the strength of white ink painting.

Their sudden action was indeed unexpected by Bai Mohua, and Bai Mohua was caught off guard, but that's all.

was actually teased by a group of women, Bai Mohua couldn't help but be furious, and suddenly let out a loud roar in anger, and then, a terrifying power emanated from his body.

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After a muffled sound, the women who were wrapped around him were shocked out by this powerful force at the same time, and they only felt that the surrounding environment was spinning for a while, and they all fell into a whirlwind. fell to the ground and couldn't move anymore, and the white ink painting flickered immediately after the figure, and immediately chased out.

Besides, Ye Ruyan, after she escaped from the dark room, she immediately ran out of the house as fast as she could, but before she could run out of this room, a white ink painting appeared behind her.

I saw that the white ink painting suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her neck.

"Hmph, want to go?!"

The white ink painting jerked her up, slamming her into the stone pillar next to her, making it difficult for her to move.

"Let me go...... Let go of me!" Ye Ruyan's eyes widened, her mouth let out a painful snort, her hands kept hitting Bai Mohua's arm weakly, and her body was constantly struggling: "What do you want?"

Bai Mohua said fiercely: "You women are all so cunning!

Ye Ruyan shook her head and said with a painful face: "I didn't mean to lie to you. I don't know who you've been hurt by, but I want to tell you that not all women in the world are like that......"

"Shut up!"

Before Ye Ruyan's words were finished, he was interrupted by an angry shout from Bai Mohua, only to hear him shout in a deep voice: "I won't trust you women anymore!"

"Okay!" Ye Ruyan asked rhetorically: "Then have you ever really loved a woman?" ”

"Hahaha! Have I ever really loved a woman?!"

Bai Mohua laughed a few times, slowly let go of her, and repeated this sentence in his mouth.

"Hahaha!"

He raised his head and laughed again, but the smile was quite sad, Ye Ruyan could feel that the burst of laughter was full of endless sadness.

Immediately, he slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing that hideous and terrifying ugly face, and slowly approached Ye Ruyan: "You can see clearly, my face is the best evidence." ”

Ye Ruyan stared at his disfigured face, and slowly closed her eyes, unable to bear to look directly at his face again.

In the mind of the white ink painting, the pretty face of a woman who is most unlikely to forget in his life, the face of a woman who loves and hates the most, gradually emerges in his mind.

A long past, a long-sealed past came out of his mouth. He didn't know why he would tell a strange woman about his unbearable past. may be because Ye Ruyan's words deeply stimulated him.

"Ten years ago, on the eve of the war to seize India, I met a woman named Jiang Biling, we hit it off at first sight, and soon, we developed to the stage of talking about marriage. ”

A period of history that is unknown to others, about the past between Bai Mo Hua and Jiang Biling, gradually unfolded in front of Ye Ruyan.

In a pavilion, a young man and a woman are working together to paint the woman with his own hands. The male is dignified and talented, and the female is peerless, captivating the country and the city, and the talented woman is good-looking, as if it is a match made in heaven, and it is a pair of beautiful people who are simply envious of others.

It was the white ink painting and Jiang Biling of that year.

At this time, Jiang Biling stood quietly in front of the white ink painting, quietly waiting for his depiction.

Standing in front of the table, laying out the paper, his gaze swept over every part of her body, from her beautiful and smiling face, to the carved neck of white jade, to her breasts and delicate waist, which was held up high by clothes...... Not an inch was spared.

From beginning to end, the white ink painting did not put down the pen, just smiled faintly, while observing Jiang Biling carefully, a full minute later, he suddenly closed his eyes, opened them after a short closure, and his right hand began to dance quickly on the drawing paper.

Time flows silently in silence, and all that remains in the world is the subtle sound of a paintbrush rubbing against paper.

"Biling, I've finished drawing. ”

At this time, the eyes of the white ink painting kept switching between the paper in front of her and her body, and her face was full of smiles, as if she was seriously comparing.

Jiang Biling had a strong expectation in her heart, and walked to the white ink picture, and where her eyes turned, a peerless beauty appeared in her sight......

The lake is like a mirror, the light boat ripples with the waves, and a fairy-like woman quietly stands in the boat, with a beautiful posture and out of the dust. Dressed in a light blue dress, with a black skirt on the outside, her complexion is as bright as flawless jade, her eyes are flowing, and her beautiful face without powder is reflected by the water, which adds a bit of gorgeousness. Under the narrow and curved eyebrows, the bright and deep eyes are even more longing, and the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, bringing a soulless smile. The shoulders are like a knife, the chest is proud, the waist is twisted, and the fit is delicate, and it is impossible not to lose it.

If someone sees Rusi Lishu, they will be dizzy and confused, and they will feel "this girl should only be in heaven, how many times can I see her in the world".

I have to say that the white ink painting is worthy of the title of "silver flute scholar", it is indeed a literary style, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially good at painting.

"This person, is it me?"

Jiang Biling was stunned, her eyes seemed to be pulled, and she froze on this freshly completed painting, and a dream-like voice overflowed from her mouth.

"In addition to you, there are a few people who are worthy of the words "peerless beauty". Don't you even know yourself?"

Sure enough, it is in the eyes of a lover! At this moment, in the eyes of Bai Mo Painting, no one is more beautiful than her in front of her.

Jiang Biling tentatively stretched out her hand and stroked the face of the person in the painting, and her eyes suddenly fell on the inscription of the painting. Sakura's lips opened and closed, and she whispered: "The flowers float and the water flows freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows." There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

"Bi Ling, doesn't this poem just write our current heart?!"

Jiang Biling said: "I don't know. ”

"Don't know?" Bai Mohua stared at her tightly and asked, "Don't you know what I mean by you?"

"......" Jiang Biling heard this, she could avoid his gaze, and slowly took two steps forward, with her back to the white ink painting, with a faint look of worry on her face.

"What's wrong? aren't you happy?" Bai Mohua asked, sensing her emotions.

Jiang Biling: "Ink painting, tomorrow's battle to seize the seal, do you have to go?!"

"Of course. Bai Mo said: "As the eldest disciple of the Xiuwen Pavilion, I must not let the power of the Demon Dao sit big, for the sake of the entire martial arts, the ten-year competition between the demons and the demons, I must fight." ”

Jiang Biling turned her eyes and said worriedly: "The sword has no eyes, I'm just afraid of your ......"

Before she finished speaking, Bai Mohua interrupted her: "My generation is in the rivers and lakes, and I have long put my personal life and death out of the way. ”

Jiang Biling said: "Then you can't participate in the battle for the seal for my sake." ”

"Bi Ling, I understand what you mean, but we can't delay big things for the sake of our children's personal affairs. ”

"......" Jiang Biling heard this, turned around again, and didn't look at him.

"I know you're worried about me, I'm one of the best at painting in white ink, and it's not so easy to beat me! ”

Jiang Biling said softly: "According to what you said, you value your great cause more than me. ”

Bai Mohua took a few steps forward and came to her, looking at her with a pair of eyes full of affection: "Biling, yes, I value my great cause, but I also value you." ”

Jiang Biling glanced sideways: "Okay, then you can prove it to me." Tonight, let's get married. Ink painting, your trip is uncertain, I want to be the bride of your white ink painting before you go to war. (Note that it's the bride, not the wife)

"Bi Ling, you really don't regret it?" Bai Mohua held her hands as white as porcelain jade tightly.

"I don't regret it. Jiang Biling said heavily.

Bai Mohua said excitedly: "Okay, let's get married tonight!"

Jiang Biling let out a heavy "um". Immediately, her head snuggled tightly into the arms of the white ink painting, and the two hugged each other tightly.

But what the white ink painting didn't notice was that at this time, the corners of Jiang Biling's lips actually evoked a subtle and imperceptible evil arc......

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Bai Mohua slowly recovered from that brief and fond memory, and continued: "I remember that the weather was very cold on the night of marriage, and I was bent on coping with the battle for the seal after marrying Biling. Who knows, I haven't seen clearly, what kind of person she is? It turns out that everything is just a dream, she is not sincere to me at all, she actually poisoned our glasses of wine. She betrayed me, it turned out that her real identity was a person from the Demon Dao Xuanyuan Palace, and the purpose of her intimacy with me was to prevent me from participating in the battle to seize the seal. It turned out to be a beauty trick. ”

"It was because of this Jiang Biling that I was expelled from the school, and the Xiuwen Pavilion has not been able to raise its head in the rivers and lakes since then, and finally disappeared from the rivers and lakes. ”

Ye Ruyan bowed slightly, she finally understood everything: "It turns out that the decline of the Xiuwen Pavilion is because of this. ”

"Although the weather is cold, it is my heart that is colder, more painful, and more desperate. And it's this slut who is responsible for all this. That night, the back of her in a skirt will never be forgotten in my life. ”