From the beginning, the purpose of him and Gao Xun was probably not to kill Xia Puyu, but to destroy the Biyan Cave.

Bai Spoon would not stupidly send all the children of the sect to Xiaomei Villa, she thought that she was prepared, and maybe, she would be annihilated at both ends.

How could Xiaomei Villa be so easily breached, Jiang Xuezhai was destroyed, Xia Puyu must recruit Zhongshi faster, and when the soldiers are strong and the horses are strong, Bi Yandong will go to the net again.

The white spoon is just like Gao Xun's strategy, and goes up to the Songjiang River.

Late at night. The wind blew through the woods, broke through the windows, and broke the plum branches that had been sticking into the house last winter.

Jiang Andong immediately got up to close the window, but heard someone knocking on the door.

She was stunned. It's been a long time since I stopped listening to such voices. It's about the size of a summer. She didn't see that person in front of her again, and she didn't hear from that person again. Jiang Xuezhai has fallen. For nearly a summer, I received less than three days of news from the once glorious days.

She has long lost hope, but she still has to keep it, this is the master's mission, and it is also her mission.

She took the candlestick and walked over and asked, "Who is it?"

The sound of clothes outside the door was scattered, and the voices of people were erratic, and the wind was very strong, very strong.

She didn't intend to open the door, so she continued: "If you want to stay, you will go to another house, and my house has no place." ”

"It's not a lodging. A woman's voice rang out outside the door.

Jiang Andong frowned nervously.

"Trouble open the door. ”

The voice sounded again, and Jiang An Dong was stunned, and his heart trembled.

"What if you don't?"

Immediately after that, there were two sentences without a sound. Suddenly, a man rushed towards the door, and the person outside the door was kicking the door!

Jiang Andong was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, and was measuring what to do, and before a moment, those people drove straight in.

At the head, there is a white spoon.

Bai Spoon exited the door, came to the clearing, and turned to look at Jiang Andong who was captured.

"What are you going to do?!" Jiang Andong struggled, looking at the white spoon.

"Jiang'an Dong?" Bai Spoon tilted his head: "Such an unremarkable woman turned out to be the ...... of Jiang'an"

Jiang Andong heard this, and smacked fiercely: "Such a shameless woman turned out to be the head of the sect!"

Bai Spoon raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Andong. Half loud, she called her captors to carry her over.

"What the hell are you good about, you can't even look at a house...... I thought I was still a character, but now I look at it...... "Bai Spoon looked at Jiang Andong's face: "Just such a person, a broken house, actually made me go to great lengths......"

The winter on the river bank is in the heart, and a bad taste arises spontaneously. She asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm not going to kill you. Bai Spoon bypassed Jiang Andong and looked at Jiang Xuezhai.

As soon as they raised their hands, nearly twenty archers raised their bows and arrows that lit the arrowheads, and aimed them at the house called Jiang Xuezhai that was being poured oil.

When Jiang Andong saw this, the whole person's soul was out of the body in an instant. This is not good, this is not good, if so, it is better to kill her!

"You can't do this, Jiang Xuezhai has passed nearly a hundred years of foundation, how can it be ruined in one fell swoop! You are a descendant!" Jiang Andong shouted hoarsely, tears instantly burst out of his eyes, trying to wake up the white spoon.

Bai Spoon turned around, and looked at Jiang Andong with flowing water eyes quietly: "A hundred years of foundation......" She suddenly gritted her teeth and said: "A stormy and shabby house, it has shocked me for so long, doesn't it deserve to be destroyed?!"

She walked up to Jiang Andong and glared at her fiercely: "What's so good about such an unknown woman?

Jiang Andong only looked at Jiang Xuezhai. The plum tree on the roof, which is likely to die this winter, hangs on the roof, and the whole house is hidden in the night and mountains, and the fire cannot be reflected, and the river cannot be washed......

That is how many generations of protection, how many sincere souls, if it is really destroyed in such a way, how to reshape it? Whether it is her or Xia Puyu, how should they meet the former Jiang'an Lord?

The white spoon turned around, and as soon as he raised his hand, the feathered arrows flew out one after another.

Jiang Andong's terrible cry was as if she was already in a different situation, she had failed everything, no matter what happened in the future, at this moment, she had nothing, all her missions, the goals she adhered to were ruined, she was lonely and unwilling to leave the things she guarded was about to turn to ashes, she was willing to bear the waiting and desolation than to leave the place where she was sheltered, and the place where she was sheltered, just like that, to disappear before her eyes.

It was her home, and it was like her life.

The only thing she can hold in her heart is Jiang Xuezhai, Xia Puyu, and Zhongyi.

Jiang Xuezhai used its nearly 100 years of decay and decadence to teach future generations, everything must be extinguished, and everyone needs righteousness.

Jiang Xuezhai was burned, and its soul still remains in the hearts of many loyal people, just like generations of loyal people. They crossed the rivers and lakes in order to write down their loyalty.

The white spoon looked at the raging fire, but felt fear, what a fire, what a fire, she seemed to have burned not only a house, but also many, many souls, so many ancestors who should have knelt down and expounded their crimes. She turned away, afraid that there would be one more scene in her dreams in the future:

She stood in the midst of the raging fire, unable to see the light or touch the darkness.

If you lose Bai Chuan, you will lose peace in the future.

After coming out of Huangquan Valley, Xia Puyu and Ze Sleeve rushed to Zhuzitang.

In order not to delay the time, the two hurried and set off in the evening, and arrived at Zhuzitang in the middle of the night after the second day.

That is, on this night, in the northwest, a raging fire was kindled, and a place that should have been extinguished was extinguished.

A Zhuzitang waiter wearing a black robe and a forehead band ran down from the gate pavilion and said a word to the doorkeeper, and saw that the doorkeeper's face instantly turned snowy, his legs were weak, his eyes were dilated, and he ran inside.

He went straight to the main hall, where the lights were still on, and in it sat the guests of the night, and the owner of the pond.

He walked past all the guards, stepped across the porch, panted open, and all eyes were on him.

The waiter knelt down directly, glanced at Ze Sleeve, then at Xia Puyu, and finally landed on Zhu Zichao: "Northwest fire." ”

There was silence in the room, and Bamboo Chao pondered and asked, "Where is the northwest?"

I saw Xia Puyu suddenly stand up, pass the man and walk out. Ze Sleeve also stood up immediately: "It's Jiang Xuezhai." ”

As soon as these three words came out, all the people sitting around stood up and looked at the night outside the door.

Xia Puyu didn't think about it, he had already gone out, Ze Sleeve caught up with him and grabbed his arm, but Xia Puyu didn't intend to stop, he shook off Ze Sleeve's hand and continued to move forward. Ze Sleeve grabbed him again: "I'll go with you." ”

Xia Puyu turned his head to look at him.

"Calm down. ”

Xia Puyu's heart beat the "dong dong" sound, breaking the ripples on the Songjiang River one by one, he was like a fierce man plunged into the river, and was sunk to the bottom of the river with a stone tied to his back.

That's Jiang Xuezhai, in addition, there is also Adong.

Ze Sleeve looked at his pale face, let go of him, and went out with him.

The Bamboo Dynasty sent many people to them in case of inconvenience.

In the faint darkness of the night, the dotted figures shuttled forward quickly, they walked very fast, but at this speed, they could not reach until morning.

Xia Puyu walked in front, with his head stuffed, and walked forward vigorously.

Ze Sleeve walked behind him, watching Xia Puyu gradually become impatient, so he whispered to him, but he shouldn't, Ze Sleeve had to grab him again: "Calm down......"

"How to calm down?" Xia Puyu shook him off.

"That's Jiang Xuezhai, if it's gone, it's really gone!" Xia Puyu roared in a low voice.

Listening to Xia Puyu's voice like a fierce beast's growing anger, he sighed and said, "But what's the use of you now?"

Xia Puyu didn't speak again, turned his head, and continued to walk forward.

He was afraid. I'm afraid that there is a riverbank winter in that house, and I'm afraid that there is no riverside winter.

Yes, it means that she may be burned to death, and if not, then she is in someone else's hands.

In short, no matter what, he was afraid. In the past, he told her not to go anywhere, to guard Jiang Xuezhai and wait for herself. She willingly followed the rules and looked at the passers-by in front of Jiang Xuezhai and the spring, summer, autumn and winter. Why did he intrude into her life, why did he involve her in his own life. Something bad is going to happen. She became his life, and she fell into instability.

She was always so quiet, so understanding of him, no matter what he did, she would not blame him, would not murder him, would not profit from him. Ah Dong regards Xia Puyu as her own sky, as what she can rely on, and as what she is worth waiting for.

She would sit at the door day after day, waiting for this hero to come back, waiting for her hero to come back, he would be dressed in dirty clothes, with a tired smile on his face, and the sun would shine on his shoulders from the sky through the dead leaves, and then he would open his arms and call Ah Dong, and she would run to hug him, and it was her Langjun who had returned. He came back from the distant rivers and lakes and life and death with glory, how worthy she should be, how proud, she will have children, and then tell the children, ask Xia Puyu to teach the children martial arts, let the children be literate, and tell him that he once had a Jiang Xuezhai, which used nearly a hundred years of vicissitudes of life, in the rivers and lakes of life and death, with blood and flesh to write the word "loyalty".

But now, he has to say it again:

But that sect has disappeared, there is no house on the bank of the Songjiang River, and he once lost Ah Dong because of his fault.

He thought that she would always be there waiting for her, thinking that she would not move through the wind and rain, life and death, but he never thought about how weak, unwilling, and afraid she was under her arrogance and chastity.

I'm afraid that he won't be able to come back, I'm afraid that she will have to wait for a lifetime, and I'm afraid that I'll be so lonely for a lifetime.

He stood at the bow of the boat, and every inch of the ship, the bow of the boat hit the water and sailed towards the riverbank.

When he saw the ruins, his soul was shattered, weathered in the air, scattered among the mountains and rivers.