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In front of Yang Xiaoxi's new grave, several incense candles are still burning.

A gust of cold wind swept up the remaining leaves on the ground and blew on the candlelight, which shook violently and finally went out. In the end, only a few wisps of green smoke remained, which slowly drifted away.

"This is ......", Lin Yuhan looked at Yang Xiaofeng with a little confusion on his face, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask.

However, after a long silence, she still asked, "She brought these sacrificial objects"?

Yang Xiaofeng's expressionless face suddenly sneered.

"Alas......".

Lin Yuhan glanced back, then sighed and said sadly: "Actually, she is also a hard-working woman, isn't she?"

What she said was of course Luo Qingxue.

Is Luo Qingxue a hard-working woman?

Maybe it is, or maybe it isn't.

She is the daughter of Luoxue Valley, the first family in martial arts, and the lady of heaven in the eyes of the world, how can she say the word hard life.

However, if there is a woman who has been waiting for a man for ten years, and in the end, when the result is finally obtained, she loses him completely.

Then her life, is there really a little bit of suffering? In other words, fate is not just a little bitter for her, but cruel, absolutely cruel.

Yang Xiaofeng stood stunned, and the face that was still chuckling just now burst into tears in an instant. The next moment, he suddenly knelt down, and knelt down heavily.

He knelt in front of his sister's grave, slowly sharpened the tombstone in front of him with trembling hands, and choked up: "Xiaoxi, are you okay, eldest brother came back to see you."

No one answered him, and how could a tombstone answer him.

Tears slowly flowed down and dripped on the incense candles on the ground, and finally, even the last few incense candles were completely extinguished.

Yang Xiaofeng was suddenly stunned. On that day, his sister was buried by his own hands, and he did not erect a tombstone, so who erected this tombstone?

Is it Xiaoling?

Never.

Since the previous separation, he has not heard from Xiaoling. Maybe...... Maybe he was killed a long time ago.

Over the years, who are Xiaoling and Xiaoxi who have been taken in, what is the truth behind the tragedy of Qingshui Villa, and why did Luo Wenbin suddenly kill him in Luoxue Valley that day?

One by one, these things are like poisonous snakes entrenched in his heart, devouring and devouring his heart and mind all the time. Gradually, he didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

His heart has been completely consumed and poisoned by pain.

The green smoke on the incense candle fluttered faintly in front of Yang Xiaofeng's eyes.

He immediately understood.

This is all done by the people of the Luo family, just like Luo Qingxue just put on this pillar of incense for Xiaoxi, except for the people of the Luo family, who else will erect a tombstone for his sister.

However, how ridiculous or hateful this monument is.

It's even more of an insult.

It was the people of the Luo family who killed Xiaoxi, and it was also the people of the Luo family who erected the monument for her.

All this, how ironic, how hateful.

In an instant, Yang Xiaofeng's heart suddenly gave birth to a boundless hatred.

He got up suddenly, kicked the incense candle in front of him out in a fit of rage, and frantically trampled a pile of burned paper ashes into powder.

In this way, You Zi still felt that it was not enough, and directly slashed down at the tombstone with another palm, but when his hand was less than an inch away from the tombstone, it finally stopped.

Immediately, his whole body was like a wounded beast, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Lin Yuhan was shocked, grabbed Yang Xiaofeng, and cried and shouted: "Brother Yang, don't be like this, don't scare me, okay?"

Yang Xiaofeng shook Lin Yuhan's arm fiercely, and roared like crazy: "What qualifications does she have, ah...... , what qualifications does she have, what qualifications does she have to incense my sister ......"?

"That day, my sister was pierced through the heart by Luo Wenbin's sword, and she died directly without even moaning, do you know"?

Lin Yuhan shook his head uncontrollably and cried: "I know, I know, don't say it anymore, okay." Brother Yang, please, don't say any more."

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly laughed wildly, his eyes opened as if they were about to burst, he danced his hands wildly, and said: "That day, I watched my sister be killed by Luo Wenbin's sword, and at that time, she died in my arms...... He died in my arms. But...... But what did she do, she stood in my way...... She's in my way...... She stood in front of me and wouldn't let me avenge my sister. Hey...... In the end, I saw that the enemy was obviously in front of me, but ...... But I couldn't do it. You say...... Tell me...... Yes...... Why did she ...... Why is she holding me back...... Why is she holding me back...... She...... Why"?

Lin Yuhan yelled: "Because your enemy, the one who killed your sister, the one who you want to kill to avenge your sister, is her biological father, her biological father." What do you want her to do as a daughter? On the one hand, she is married to her husband, and on the other hand, she is the father who gave birth to him and raised her and her bloodline, what do you ask her to do, and what can she do?"

Yang Xiaofeng refused to listen.

"Puff ......".

He suddenly knelt down again, knelt in front of his sister's grave, and slapped his face back and forth with his hands left and right, only beating out the nose and tooth blood, especially since he couldn't stop. While beating himself, he cried bitterly: "Xiaoxi, eldest brother is useless, I can't avenge you." It's that I'm useless...... It's useless, you sacrifice yourself to block the sword for me, but what about me...... I saw that the enemy was in front of me, but I couldn't do it...... I'm such a wreck, I'm not even a beast ......."

At the end of the day, he slammed his head against the tombstone, and in a flash, a large patch of blood came out of his forehead.

"Enough is enough......", Lin Yuhan stepped forward like crazy and roared: "What are you doing, ah, what are the benefits of you doing this." What's the use of you slapping yourself to death now, can your sister come back to life...... Will she ever come back to life?"

Yang Xiaofeng still refused to listen.

He still kept waving his hands and slapping his face fiercely. In an instant, his face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the purple-black finger prints looked so dazzling.

"Smack......".

A resounding slap in the face.

Lin Yuhan suddenly made a move and slapped Yang Xiaofeng hard.

She didn't care about the dirt leaves on the ground, she squatted down crying, pulled Yang Xiaofeng into her arms, choked and prayed: "Brother Yang, don't be like this, don't ...... like this." I know that you are bitter in your heart, but why do you have to torture yourself like this, have you ever thought about me, have you thought about my feelings, and you know how sad I am to see you like this."

She hugged Yang Xiaofeng's back tightly with her own hands and pulled him completely into her arms. Only then did she feel that at this moment, his body was trembling like chaff.

She finally discovered that this man who had always behaved strong, absolutely strong, without a trace of weakness, had such a vulnerable side.

It turned out that he was also just a person, a fragile person. It turned out that his heart was far from being as strong as he appeared.

Is it that the bravery and strength he used to be were just pretended.

At this moment, he is more like a helpless child.

Or rather, he's a kid at the moment.

It turned out that although he was used to loneliness, he was most afraid of loneliness. It turned out that although he had always been alone, he was walking his own way alone.

However, it turned out that he also had pain, and he would also be hurt.

It turns out that he also needs to be pampered. He wants to have someone who can always accompany him, care about him, care about him, and can go all the way with him.

Could Lin Yuhan be that person?

Perhaps.

Maybe it is, or maybe it isn't.

What about Luo Qingxue?

Between her and him, it was no longer possible to even possibly, it was completely impossible.

When leaning on Lin Yuhan's arms, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly calmed down and completely calmed down.

The feeling is so familiar. This feeling is like when he was a child when he fell and hurt and was crying, his mother gently held him in her arms and coaxed him.

How comfortable, how peaceful.

At this moment, Lin Yuhan's arms are so much like his mother when he was a child.

The difference is that when he was young, after being coaxed by his mother for a while, he would immediately laugh, although there were tears in his eyes, he still smiled. I was very happy and smiled happily.

But now, he has long since stopped laughing. Not only did he stop laughing, but his heart was full of sadness.

Perhaps, because he hadn't laughed in a long time, he had almost forgotten what it was like to laugh.

Lin Yuhan hugged Yang Xiaofeng's back tightly with one hand, gently stroked the long hair on the back of his head with the other, slowly rubbed the top of his head with his chin, and said softly: "Brother Yang, I know you are bitter in your heart, but you must not torture yourself, okay." You can rest assured, no matter what time it is, I will be by your side, accompany you, and protect you. I will use my love to warm your heart, I will use my love to dilute the pain in your heart, and I will use my love to melt and heal the hatred and scars in your heart......".

What a gentle, fiery, and touching daughter's feelings!

Isn't it, just sinking, so drunk, drunk dreams in this daughter's pure and sincere tenderness like water?

But why, why hasn't he sunk yet?

He's still sober, absolutely sober.

So, his heart ached again, and it was almost painful.

He could only gasp, gasping for breath.

Not far behind, around the corner of a house.

Luo Qingxue looked at all this in a daze, looking at the two people in front of her who seemed to be hugging each other tightly.

Suddenly, her heart was broken, completely, completely.

But there were no tears in her eyes.

Isn't it, the tears have long since dried up?

After a long time, she slowly turned around with a wry smile and walked out slowly.

Step by step, he walked out aimlessly.

She suddenly felt that at this moment, she was just an empty shell. Her soul seemed to have been completely stripped of her body.

She walked, slowly.

However, she couldn't even tell what she was doing, she couldn't tell if she was walking or not.

She didn't even know why she was leaving. Perhaps, she was just subconsciously moving her steps.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Qingxue finally walked from the back mountain to the martial arts arena of Qingshui Villa.

Then her people fell.

Her sleepy legs could no longer support her heavy body, and just like that, she slowly collapsed.

When she fell, she finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore and finally started crying. Again, she sobbed under her breath again.

I thought that she came to Qingshui Villa this time to meet him, but who would have thought that when she met him again, she would already be like a stranger.