"Why did you kill my master?"

"Are you Yang Yi?"

"My lord is the one who is waiting for you these days?"

The old lady with gray temples and weeping bitterly stood next to Song Que's corpse and shouted at Yang Yi, "I don't understand the fights and killings of your people in the rivers and lakes, and I don't understand any family and country affairs, I only know that you killed my husband and killed my child's father!"

She looked at Song Zhi next to her with teary eyes, and scolded angrily: "Second uncle, this person killed your eldest brother, why are you still standing still here?

Song Zhi, the earth sword who became the second master of the Song family, listened to the old man's words, glanced at Yang Yi who was standing next to him with red eyes, and said softly: "Sister-in-law, the eldest brother had an order before his death, if he died, then the entire Song family must obey Mr. Yang's orders, when the eldest brother gave the order, you were also present at the time, which was agreed by everyone." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old lady trembled, pointed at Song Zhi with her halberd, and shouted: "You actually serve to kill your brother and enemy?"

She shouted to everyone: "The head of the family has been killed, do you want to avenge the head of the house?"

Everyone in the courtyard was silent when they saw her eyes sweeping.

The old lady looked at Song Shidao beside her, "Shidao, your father was killed, do you want to take revenge?"

Song Shidao glanced at Yang Yi and said in a dumb voice: "Yes!"

The old lady said, "Say it out loud, do you want to?"

Song Shidao roared sadly, "Think!"

The old man looked at the daughter next to him, "Zhizhi, what about you, do you want to avenge your father?"

Song Yuzhi, whose eyes were red, nodded and said, "Yes!"

"That's good!"

The old lady had tears in her eyes and pointed at Yang Yi, "He killed your father and killed my husband." ”

She looked at the people in the courtyard, "And he killed your family master!"

The old lady said sharply: "You don't want to avenge the head of the family, but you want to recognize the thief as the master......"

Song Zhi opened his mouth and said, "Sister-in-law, this is what the eldest brother meant......"

"I don't care!"

The old lady looked at Song Zhi and cried hysterically: "Whoever kills my husband will die!"

"Second uncle, if you still recognize me as a sister-in-law, you will accompany me to kill this person and avenge your eldest brother!"

Song Zhi's face was embarrassed, and he said in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law, do you want the Song family to be buried for the eldest brother?"

The old lady was stunned when she heard this, her body stiffened, her grief and indignation decreased slightly, she looked at everyone and nodded, "It's me who is confused!"

She sighed and said: "Since Yang Yi can kill your family master, he must be very powerful, if you do it, my Song family will definitely suffer countless casualties, and I will hurt you by letting you do it!"

The old lady looked at Yang Yi and said angrily, "They are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you! My husband is dead, why am I still alive?"

Her body shook, and she arrived in front of Yang Yi in an instant, and the golden hairpin on her head had appeared in her hand at some point, and stabbed Yang Yi viciously, "You return my master's life!"

Yang Yi saw that this old lady was stabbed by a hairpin, extremely powerful, full of the tragic taste of indomitable and never returned, a few points more clever than the momentum of the general on the battlefield, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Mrs. Sister-in-law's martial arts cultivation is so clever, looking at the entire Song family mountain city, there are almost no people who can compare with you." ”

He stretched his palms forward and flicked his fingers.

"Bang"

The golden hairpin that Mrs. Song stabbed at his eye was flicked away by his slow fingers, and it was strangely reinserted into Mrs. Song's bun.

Yang Yi withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, why are you angry, it hurts your body, it's not good for your health, and it's against the way of health preservation!"

He looked at Mrs. Song, shook his head and said, "I'll make a trick for Mrs. Song, so that you can be happy!"

Mrs. Song said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be sad, come and see!"

He suddenly stretched out his hands and slapped his hands.

"Smack"

After the first applause, everyone's bodies in the courtyard were shaken, and even Song Que's body lying on the stone case also moved.

"Smack"

The second applause rang out, and everyone in the courtyard took a step back, and Song Que, who was lying on the stone case, suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of black blood.

In the exclamation of everyone in the courtyard, Song Que, who was already dead, suddenly stood up from the stone case and slowly opened his eyes.

Every time Yang Yi's slap was made, Song Que took a step forward, while everyone in the courtyard took a step back in exclamation.

Every time Song Que took a step, a mouthful of black blood spit out.

Yang Yi slapped his slap nine times, and Song Que took nine steps, one step at a time.

When he stood still, he stood in front of Mrs. Song.

Song Que's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he looked down at his wife opposite, with an unprecedentedly gentle look in his eyes.

Back then, in order not to distract himself, Song Que deliberately married a woman who only had the appearance of a middle-aged person as a tool for inheritance.

The reason why I did this was because it was indeed for martial arts practice, and on the other hand, it was for the sake of Fan Qinghui of Cihang Jingzhai.

He is similar to Fan Qinghui in age, since he met Fan Qinghui, a wisp of love has been born so far, and when he sees Qinghui, he is mistaken for life!

Except for Fan Qinghui, no matter how good the rest of the women are, they can't enter his heart.

But Fan Qinghui is allowed to be empty, and he is the designated lord of Cihang Jingzhai, so naturally he can't let him get what he wants to marry Song Valve.

For Song Que, since he can't get the person he loves the most, it doesn't matter who he marries later, any woman can be his wife, but this woman who becomes his wife will never make him emotional, because the person he really loves has already been hidden in the mountains.

There is only one Brahma Qinghui in the world.

There is only one Song Vacant.

But in this way, among the several people who are involved in this emotional dispute, the most hurt is not Song Que and Fan Qinghui, nor the countless beauties who fall in love with Song Que, but the married wife who was selected by Song Que for the posture of a Chinese person.

With Song Que's status, the status of the wife he chose must not be low, and her appearance may be average, but her heart and upbringing must be beyond that of most women.

How many people are not arrogant about this kind of woman from a big family?

How many people are not Hui Zhilanxin?

A woman who can be valued by Song Que is definitely smart enough.

She has lived with Song Que for so many years, and naturally knows her husband's mind best, and she knows best who is not in her husband's heart, although she knows that her husband does not have herself in his heart, but she serves her husband and gives birth to children for Song Que, but she never complains, Song Que doesn't love her, but she loves Song Que.

Although she is almost an invisible person in Song Que's eyes, she has never had any sincerity from Song Que, but being able to marry Song Que as his wife is already a great happiness for her, and serving her husband is even more willing for her, and she is happy to do so.

Song Que had never cared about her feelings, until today, when he knew that he was going to die, what he wanted to see most in his heart was not Fan Qinghui or Kou Zhong, but his wife and daughter, especially his wife.

That's why he called Song Lu and gently asked about his wife and children, which was already an extremely rare thing for Song Que, who had always been introverted.

What he said when he was "dying" was reluctant was not only that he was reluctant to let this be the world, but also that he was reluctant to marry his wife and children.

It wasn't until he "died" that he really recognized himself.

I really know what my most precious thing is.

After he was "killed" by Yang Yi, his consciousness drifted away and slowly fell into endless darkness.

As if after thousands of lifetimes of reincarnation, his mind "woke up" from the boundless darkness.

He felt his body again, but he couldn't control it, but everything that happened in the courtyard was reflected in his mind.

He didn't need to open his eyes to "see" the shapes and actions of hundreds of people in the courtyard, and he could even vaguely sense the thoughts and thoughts in the hearts of the people around him.

At this moment, he already knew that on top of his martial arts cultivation, he had taken a big step upward!

But it seems that the soul and the body are not in harmony, although he is surprisingly sober, but he just can't control his body, until Yang Yi's applause rang out.

Every applause sounds, there will be an invisible rhythm, this rhythm is like a pervasive broom, every time it sounds, it will "clean" his entire body inside and out, and "sweep" all the "garbage" into his mouth, although he spit it out, spit out those black blood.

After spitting out nine mouthfuls of blood, Song Que's eyes were clear, and he had never felt so powerful at this moment in front of him.

He didn't have time to feel himself, but stretched out his palm to gently grab the hands of his happy stunned wife in front of him, and said softly: "Over the years, I have wronged you!"

(To be continued.) )