Beautiful woman, half the moon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The courtyard in the suburbs, the man in white.

It sounds like such a glamorous night encounter.

But the man in white said he wanted to tell a story.

Before the story is told, half a pot of wine has been drunk.

There is probably no one in the world who is more hungry than he is.

The beautiful ** person, with a fluttering gauze skirt, sits opposite the man in white.

Playing with the thin bamboo between his fingers, it is more brilliant than summer flowers.

She didn't look at the man in white, but listened carefully.

Looking at this formation, if the story of the man in white does not suit her heart, the thin bamboo may not have eyes.

"Twenty years ago, there was a beautiful girl. ”

The story of the man in white is very straightforward, in just one sentence, it clarifies the time and the protagonist.

"Beautiful girl in love with a hero. ”

Red makeup loves teenagers, and it sounds very ordinary.

"They are all from the rivers and lakes, and they have agreed to complete the last major event in the rivers and lakes, and they will both go into hiding. ”

For the sake of love, quitting the rivers and lakes, ancient and modern, abound.

This is love, which only belongs to two people, not to the rivers and lakes.

"There is a coincidence, a very strange coincidence, you don't have an accident when you do a hundred things, but just say it's the last thing, and the accident will come. The man in white helplessly drank from the pot and sighed: "This couple of rivers and lakes has not been able to escape this strange coincidence." ”

The thin bamboo in the hand of the beautiful ** man was no longer turning, and she squinted at the man in white.

Perhaps, she was indeed attracted to the story of the man in white.

"The big things in the rivers and lakes have not been done, and the hero is dead. The man in white lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "The girl originally wanted to die for her love, but she couldn't, because she was pregnant with the hero's widow." ”

The hand of the beautiful ** person holding the fine bamboo has turned pale, and he can't wait to crush the fine bamboo.

The man in white took another sip and smiled faintly: "I originally wanted to raise a posthumous son to avenge the hero, but I didn't want her to give birth to a daughter." ”

"The road of women's rivers and lakes is difficult to walk, which is comparable to the upper knife mountain and the lower sea of fire in the underworld. Drunken sighed, and asked softly: "How can she be willing to let her daughter enter the rivers and lakes again?"

"However, if you don't teach your daughter martial arts, how will you avenge her dead father in the future?" asked one question after another, the man in white himself said the answer: "Therefore, the woman adopted a baby boy, recognized the baby boy as her own son, let him take the hero's surname, and regarded her biological daughter as an adopted daughter, and let her take her mother's surname." ”

"The woman used this very clever plan. The man in white took a sip and praised it: "There are people who can complete the revenge plan and protect their own daughter." ”

With a sigh of relief, the man in white looked at the stars and chuckled: "Because a woman thinks that her enemy is still chivalrous, even if she comes to the door to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, she will not embarrass an adopted daughter." ”

The beauty ** Tingting got up, held the thin bamboo in one palm, held it behind her, and asked coldly: "Have you finished speaking?"

"No, no. The man in white didn't seem to notice the anger of the beautiful ** person, and asked with a smile: "Don't you want to know if this pair of children has taken revenge?"

The sleeves swung to the wind, and the beauty ** suddenly made a move, and the thin bamboo was like a whip, smashing the wine in the hands of the man in white.

The slender eyebrows stood upside down, and Jiao shouted: "Who are you down!"

Without answering her question, the man in white only licked the residual wine on his hand and said to himself: "I took revenge and killed six people, but this pair of children also died." ”

He said it so lightly.

But this half sentence shattered the hearts of beautiful ** people like thunder.

Could it be that Jiao'er loves her daughter, and she is really no longer alive?

Twenty years of scenes slipped through my heart, is it that I can no longer hear their voices.

When the tears of the beautiful ** people rolled down, the man in white smacked his lips and sighed: "Is it worth it to use the lives of a pair of children to erase the hatred in your heart?"

"I don't think it's worth it. The man in white asked himself, raised his eyebrows and asked the beauty ** person: "Liu Wuyin, do you think it's worth it?"

"I'll kill you!"

The thin bamboo splits vertically, and it goes straight to the face door of the man in white.

If he doesn't hide, the wind carried by the bamboo will also divide him in two.

He didn't hide, and let Liu Wuyin chop him into a blur of flesh and blood.

After a cry of pain, he was split in two.

There were two white-clothed people in the courtyard, each dressed in blood.

Liu Wuyin couldn't believe what he was seeing, it was really weird and chilling.

The man in white on the left rubbed his right shoulder, crying bitterly.

The man in white on the right sighed, his face full of grievances: "Didn't you quit the rivers and lakes? Why are you still so ruthless?"

"Who are you, who are you?" Liu Wuyin muttered, and the bamboo stick fell to the ground.

"Of course it's a ghost, who can withstand you like this?" the man in white on the left glanced at her.

"It's not surprising that you couldn't tell I was a ghost before, after all, there are very few ghosts who look as good as I am. The man in white on the right laughed happily, and when he boasted, he did not blush.

The man in white on the left seemed to be unable to listen, sighed softly, and sat on the stone bench.

The man in white on the right approached and sat on top of him.

The two white-clothed men merged into one again, but the white robe was dyed blood-red, proving that he had really been split in half.

"I've raised my biological daughter for 19 years, and I've never heard her call her mother, this kind of taste is very uncomfortable, right?"

What's more, it's uncomfortable, every time Chunjia calls me Master, my heart is like a knife.

"Although your adopted son is your tool for revenge, the day he really grows up, you are also full of love for him, aren't you?"

Have I ever had mercy?

I wanted to wait for him to get revenge, so I kicked him out of the house, and I didn't want to see him again in my life.

Because, when I saw him, I saw hatred, but I was reluctant to let him go into danger.

This time, they sneaked out, and I would rather have them elope without any suspicions, leaving me alone for the rest of my life, which is also a kind of fulfillment.

Chunjia, Xiaoyan, you are so stupid, even if you exchange 10,000 of me for you, I am not reluctant.

What's more, is it a vendetta that has long faded?

"So, do you want to hear Chunjia call you a mother in person?"

Chun Jia is dead, do I still have this chance?

"So, do you want a pair of children to take care of?"

A pair of children, I once had, and I want to cherish them, and now, everything is like a cloud.

"So, as long as you let go of hatred. The man in white smiled faintly: "The question I asked just now can be fulfilled." ”

"You say it, you say they are ......"

"I'm a ghost. The man in white shook his head proudly: "Don't you know that some ghosts will come back to life?"

Joy filled my heart and turned into tears.

I can't wait to take Chunjia Xiaoyan in my arms immediately.

However, Liu Wuyin was a little afraid.

muttered the worries in my heart: "If I tell Chun Jia that she is my biological daughter, if I tell Xiao Yan that he is just my adopted son, and I have lied to them for nineteen years, they will definitely hate me." ”

"Why do you say it?" The man in white disagreed, and pouted: "If you add to your troubles, it's redundant, anyway, you also regard Xiaoyan as your own flesh and blood." ”

"But. The tears kept coming, and the hearts were broken: "I want to hear Chunjia call me a mother." ”

"It's not easy? When you look back, it's all clear. ”

When he turned his head and saw what he saw, Liu Wuyin looked surprised.