"Mr. Gao. Bo Fei walked over slowly, smiled coldly, and said, "I don't know how you feel at this moment......

"Is she a wind kite, or is she not a wind kite?"

Gao Buluo stood up in an instant, and when Bo Fei looked at him again, his knife was already against Bo Fei's neck.

"Why did you kill her?" Gao Buluo leaned sideways, hung his head, didn't look at him, and in his red eyes, tears flowed gently, and fell out with a "swish".

"Do you still want to kill me?" Bo Fei looked at Gao Buluo in horror......

"The character who can fight against the Six Swordsmen of Roushan......" Gao Buluo raised his head, looked at Bo Fei, and saw that he was still about to open his mouth, and with a slight move, his throat was cut.

A few little farts fled, and the silence in the forest returned, and he stood there, his back desolate, like a fallen leaf, which flew when it was blown, and like a cloud, it was nothing with a wave......

"Ze sleeve ......" Pu Yu knocked on Ze Sleeve's door.

He heard footsteps approaching, and the door opened.

"Come in. Ze Sleeve turned around and let Xia Puyu in.

Xia Puyu sat down, watched Ze Sleeve pull up the curtain, scooped up the tea, and sat opposite him without speaking.

"Do you believe the words of the white spoon?" Zesleeve asked suddenly.

Xia Puyu looked at him, weighed a few words, and said, "I believe it or not...... he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then looked at Ze Sleeve: "Why don't you go look for it, at least try." ”

then lie down on his back, and then pilllow his arms: "I don't know ......"

"The wife of Zhu Zi Zesleeve returned to Biyan Cave because she could not bear the torture. Ze Sleeve smiled bitterly, and then said: "In the future, how will Mr. Ji write about the descendants of the Ge family, how to write about me, and how to write about Zhuzitang?"

"......" Xia Puyu did not speak again. It does make sense. If at this moment, the sleeve is still standing on Mo Qiangqiang's side, but he asks someone to stretch out his little finger to gesture at him. How can a manly man be swayed by a woman? Such a woman will also tarnish the Fan family and the Ge family......

Now, the sleeve can be reserved for Mo Qiangqiang's affection, which is not suspended. The rumors have risen. He must not take one more step towards the Xinghan Plain, no matter how many inches he is, he is not alone, involving the reputation of a family and a sect.

It's just that in this way, Mo Qiangqiang was completely unaware of his disgrace and couldn't stand up. Alone in the cave of Biyan. If what the white spoon said is false, then he will not forgive himself for the rest of his life, and how will Mo Qiangqiang face the world in this life......

Others believe that it is the truth of the white spoon, then the sleeve trusts, it is all the eyes and eyes of others, who will believe that trace of falsehood, then the sleeve will believe, but he has a weak heart. There is another person who will believe, that is, the old man is not Kan.

About the second watch, Xia Puyu left the room of Ze Sleeve. He walked on the porch, looked at the sky outside the porch, and sighed softly. This time, his purpose was to prove that he was still alive, but he didn't expect to cause so much strife. The immortal Yingfang is dead, the frost is full of nights, and Bai Chuan is also dead, and he doesn't know where to go. In less than two hours, life and death are decided, new hatred and old hatred. Since then, Miaochun Hall and Biyan Cave, half-provoked prisoner and Yuehou Villa......

He saw a man standing at the door of his room, dressed in a light sea blue garment, with a layer of gauze wrapped around his eyes......

It's Song Hongchun.

"Hongchun?" Xia Puyu tilted his head and saw Song Hongchun turn his head.

She could only hear him approaching her, and then she heard her own heartbeat again, as loud as thunder, as rippling as loudly as thunder.

"Why are you still alive?" her tone was extremely cold, even a little unwilling, even angry, maybe there was remorse in the anger, and there seemed to be timidity, when did she talk to him like this.

"What do you say?" Xia Puyu smiled, but he heard it clearly, with needles and thorns in his tone.

"I waited for you in the bamboo house for three days and you didn't come back, I went back to Lingmen and you didn't come back, I pierced my eyes and you didn't come back, why are you coming back now?" Her tears flowed from under the gauze, her voice trembled, like fire burning in her throat, if she could, she would have roared out in pain, but she suppressed it, and seemed to grit her teeth and hate it.

"Don't you want to keep me alive?" Xia Puyu looked at her, learning her tone and said.

"What's the use of you being alive now......" she sneered, "I can't see you again." ”

Xia Puyu frowned and tilted his head, full of doubts: "What are you talking about?"

"Am I only alive so you can see it?"

"Yes, you Xia Puyu, who are you living for?" Song Hongchun smiled coldly again: "For the rivers and lakes, for loyalty, for Jiang'an Dong, right? She is indeed very powerful, so she will wait for ......."

She paused and raised her eyebrows: "I will wait for you, I will wait for news, and I will wait for death." She turned her head away, finding the feeling she had come.

Xia Puyu's eyebrows were locked very tightly, and Song Hongchun's words pierced his heart like an awl. What's going on here? Why do you say that?

But no one can deny that Jiang Andong waited for people, and after the news, if the rivers and lakes had not been calmed down, her fate would be the same as Jiang Xuezhai's, waiting for death. Jiang Xuezhai is no longer good, but the rivers and lakes are still so turbulent, how long can she keep her? How long can he guard her?

He pushed the door open and walked into the room, closing it softly from behind.

Before the candle was lit, he suddenly walked out again, looking straight at the courtyard outside the porch.

At the archway stood a man, his hair scattered on his back, and the breeze gently blew his hair, and he saw his beard, but he could not see the other features, because his head was bowed heavily.

He had a sword in his hand and a purse around his waist.

"Kill me again?" Xia Puyu frowned and said helplessly.

"Why don't you go to her?"

Xia Puyu didn't speak again, still looking at him, his forehead band floating gently behind his head.

Then, Yi Jun left and walked into the night.

He just came to remind Xia Puyu that there was someone waiting for him.

Early the next morning, I saw Pastor Qing hurriedly passing through the hall and walking to the house in a hurry.

Xia Puyu heard the movement, immediately walked out of the house, put on his shoes, and looked at the door of the sleeve house.

"Ze Sleeve!" Pastor Qing pushed open the door and saw that Ze Sleeve was walking towards the door.

"What's wrong?" Ze Sleeve looked at Pastor Qing's father with an uneasy expression.

"Your father-in-law...... I went to Biyan Cave overnight last night!" Pastor Qing took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Ze Sleeve, who looked stunned.

Forgive the old man and his daughter. The husband can't find a wife, the old man should be looking for his son, the son is good, and he is also the son of decay, the son is ugly, and he is also the son of decay, so he is not embarrassed by Mr.

His hands trembled, and he immediately rushed out of the house and walked towards the main hall.

"What should I do?" Jin Sheng looked at Oni Mi Pi, who shook his head and waited for a few people to come.

Then he walked here and saluted, and was about to go out, but was stopped by the Qing priest who caught up: "What are you going to do?"

"My father-in-law and Qiang Qiang are both in Biyan Cave, why do you think I'm going?" said with his sleeve anxious.

Pastor Qing shook his sleeves and reprimanded, "Not allowed!"

"This time, you can't even see Mo Qiangqiang's face, and you're going to die there!"

Ze Sleeve turned his head to look at her: "Is it possible, can I watch my father-in-law die?"

Gao Xun smiled coldly and said, "A traitor girl, where does Mr. Zesleeve have the responsibility to give alms to that kind ......?"

"Yes, they have already rebelled, and they don't shy away from suspicion. A little girl behind Jin Sheng muttered in a low voice, and was heard by Jin Sheng at once. After receiving a slap from Jinsheng, he was so frightened that he immediately closed his eyes.

The sleeve slowly unfolded the bamboo fan in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and looked at it motionlessly. Then I saw that his eyes were red, and he suddenly shook his hand, and the fan flew out with the strength of his hand, and cut into the stone pillar by a foot, and the remnants of the stone pillar fell to the ground and shattered into powder.

The bamboo leaves on the fan are as bright as the wings on the back of the birds, and three or two birds stand on the plum branches, and the red plums are about to be defeated, and most of them are defeated. In a few days, the snow will melt, and spring will come. This winter is too long, the climate is cold, this is already spring, the river bank winter did not see how fast the snow at the door melted, the ice in the puddle by the Songjiang River did not melt, a few sparrows stood in the middle of the open space at the door that melted snow, jumped around.

Jiang Andong sat at the door, covered with a blanket, looking at the river, occasionally floating a small boat, the shadows of the trees were sparse, the sunlight slowly came out, and he was suddenly lazy. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already past noon.

She moved her shoulders and saw someone coming ashore by the river. I took a closer look. Closer, the man actually walked over.

She suddenly beat a drum in her heart, lifted the blanket, and slowly stood up......