Pan Ruoye's body became inexplicably cold.

Because although she was not born in Jiaodong County, she is also a war orphan.

"Zheng Sleeve has never been the kind of carefree lady who goes to Changling to play in the mountains and rivers. ”

The man on the front of the car looked at Pan Ruoye and the middle-aged woman with a gloomy face, and then said: "She came to Changling to write the interests of the entire Jiaodong County, representing the ambition of the entire Jiaodong County to override those old magnates. And she did. ”

"I can listen to all this as a story, but too much of a story is just a story. ”

The middle-aged woman looked at the man on the front of the car, and her eyes fell on the closed door behind him, "You know I'm in a bad mood, so if there's anything that convinces me, you have to let me see it quickly." ”

The man on the front of the car bowed his head, stopped talking, turned and opened the door.

In order to make the middle-aged woman see more clearly, he got out of the carriage and got out of the way, letting the sunlight into the carriage.

There was also a woman sitting in the carriage.

The woman was dressed very plainly, and she was calm at first, but when the sun fell on her, her body began to tremble.

She looked up, and it was also a flower face.

She also had a sword mark on her face.

The middle-aged woman's brows suddenly furrowed.

The woman in the carriage was about the same age as her, she looked at the woman in the carriage, faintly felt familiar, and most importantly, the woman in the carriage looked at her with eyes flickering, containing many indescribable emotions, as if she was also the old acquaintance of the woman in the carriage.

"Do I know you?"

The middle-aged woman was a little distracted, and subconsciously continued, "Who are you?"

The woman in the carriage did not dare to look at her, her body trembled even more violently, and she was unable to make a sound for a while.

The aura on the middle-aged woman's body became more and more violent and restless, and it seemed that she really felt uncontrollable.

"Ji Qingqing, the daughter-in-law of Chen Guo, you don't have many friends in Changling, for you, Zheng Sleeve who came from Jiaodong County later is one, and your junior sister Xu Ruoxin is naturally also one. ”

The man next to the carriage bowed his head and said respectfully: "I didn't expect you to even recognize your own junior sister." ”

The wind stopped abruptly.

All the air in the Dao was imprisoned and stilled by a terrifying force at this moment.

Absolute silence.

Because this former son-in-law of Chen Guo needs absolute silence.

"Senior sister?"

She spoke up.

The voice was a little hesitant and a little tangled, but with an extraordinarily thrilling power, it pierced through the years, and seemed to pull her and the woman in the car in front of her to Changling many years ago.

"Why do you have such a sword mark on your face?"

"Who slashed you in the face as well?"

She continued, her voice sounding hollow to herself.

The woman in the carriage also fluctuated more violently, raised her head slightly, looked at her, her lips trembled constantly, but she couldn't make any sound.

"You should be able to tell what kind of sword intent formation is on her face. ”

The voice of the man next to the carriage sounded at this moment.

The middle-aged woman outside the carriage, that is, Ji Qingqing, the son-in-law of Chen Guo, who was very famous in Changling many years ago, involuntarily fell on the scar on the face of the woman in the carriage.

Her pupils contracted instantly, "Cutting the love silk?"

The man said slowly: "At that time, Changling, only you and your junior sister comprehended this sword intent. ”

Pan Ruoye's body, who had been listening, became colder and colder, and when she heard this sentence, her breathing suddenly stopped!

"At that time, the master had already passed away, and it is true that only me and your sister would have this sword intent, if it wasn't for me, then it was for you to cut it yourself. Ji Qingqing's voice suddenly became cold, with a cruel meaning, "Then junior sister, why did you slash this sword on your face?"

The man next to the carriage wanted to speak.

However, a violent aura had already pressed between his mouthpieces, "If you don't want to die, let her say it herself, let her tell me herself." ”

"Senior sister. ”

The woman in the carriage trembled for a long time, and finally made a sound.

Ji Qingqing's face turned to the side, didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "Then what?"

"Chen Wang Jianjing. ”

The woman in the carriage suddenly cried, all the strength in her body disappeared completely, and she could no longer support her body and lay down in front, sobbing and crying: "For the sake of King Chen's Jianjing." ”

Ji Qingqing still didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "Then what?"

"Chen Wang Jianjing is in the hands of Jiaodong County. Zheng Sleeve took the Chen Wang Jian Jing in exchange, as long as I cut a sword in my face for some people to see, and then left Changling, he would give me the Chen Wang Jian Jing. ”

"And then, did you really cut this sword on your face?" Ji Qingqing laughed, laughing so much that everyone felt that there could be no more chilling smile in the world, "Then you let the people in the Bashan Sword Field see the sword wound on your face, and let the Bashan Sword Field, especially Wang Jingmeng, think that the sword on your face was cut by me?"

The woman in the carriage couldn't cry, but nodded.

Ji Qingqing's smile became more and more intense, "Then she tried to spread some more news in Wang Jingmeng's ears, so that he felt that I was jealous of my junior sister's talent and beauty and forced you to leave Changling... In addition, my temper and personality are extremely bad in rumors, so he listens to people and believes it?"

Her voice lingered in the hallway.

No one answered.

"Is it worth it for a master's sword scripture?"

Her laughter was even louder, and she looked at the woman in the carriage with a sarcastic gaze, "Although King Chen's Sword Sutra is powerful, it is not the legendary Nine Dead Silkworms, it is not the legendary Lonely Mountain Sword Hide, even if you get it, there is no possibility of being invincible in the world, at most it can only overpower me." Senior sister, what are you fighting for?"

Still no one answered.

The woman in the carriage was sobbing and didn't know how to answer, and the man next to the carriage knew that if he answered for her, he would really die in the next moment.

"Senior sister. ”

Her smile became more mocking and hideous, "Since you have completed such a deal with her and obtained the treasure of the master as you wished, then why did you come here for such a subordinate of hers, and cry like a dog in front of me?"

After saying this, the throat of the man next to the carriage relaxed, and the violent killing intent left his throat, but fell on the woman in the carriage.

The woman in the carriage stiffened, and then spoke, "She wants to be foolproof, and she doesn't want people to know about this anymore, so she wants me to disappear with Chen Wang Jianjing instead of leaving Changling." ”

"In the end, she didn't die, I let her live. The man next to the carriage said very simply, "She owes me her life, which is why she will appear in front of you with me." ”

"Wang Jingmeng is not a pig, just with a few words, he will come and cut me with a sword?" Ji Qingqing said with a vicious smile.

"Because more than one person gave him such an illusion. The man next to the carriage said slowly: "And although he didn't get acquainted with Zheng Sleeve at that time, Gu Huai and Zheng Sleeve had already gotten acquainted... And Gu Huai is also his trusted friend. ”

"But Gu Huai is also dead, and death means that there is no proof of death. ”

Ji Qingqing took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then restrained his smile and looked at the man coldly, "A slave who has been doing things for Zheng Sleeve for many years like a dog but is bent on revenge, a junior sister who looks worse than a dog... If you can betray me for the sake of your master's secrets, then why can't you speak and deceive me now because of other temptations?"

The man's face beside the carriage did not change at all, he just raised his head, looked at the powerful and violent woman, and said, "Because there is another person who can prove it, and you can definitely believe that person." ”

Ji Qingqing said indifferently: "Who?"

The man next to the carriage said seriously: "Baili Suxue." ”