Soon the day came for Xu Ziyue to leave. On this day, Jingsu seemed unusually calm, looking at him silently and asking.

"Will you come back?"

Xu Ziyue felt that something was wrong with Jingsu, but he didn't think much about it and just thought she was reluctant to leave. "Yes, I will definitely come back, Qian Li Hongzhuang, and marry you!"

Jingsu's eyes were hot, he held back tears and asked, "If you don't come back, I will go find you."

Xu Ziyue kissed her on the corner of her mouth and chuckled, "Wait for me."

Watching him leave helplessly, Jingsu's nerves seemed to have been drained, and he collapsed on the ground.

After a long time, she stood up, returned to the Zen room, left a letter she had prepared, disguised herself as a man, and left Qinglian Temple.

She followed Xu Ziyue in disguise all the way. Her three-hundred-year career as a ghost allowed her to easily avoid the risk of being discovered. Three days later, she followed Xu Ziyue to a mansion.

At night, Jingsu saw Xu Ziyue lurking in Jing's mansion during the night. Soon there was the sound of weapons clashing, and a moment later there was the sound of arrows and the sound of killing.

Her pupils shrank, her mind exploded, and her body shook slightly. It turned out that this was the reason why he did not fulfill his promise.

Jing's solemn eyes were filled with moisture, and his lips kept trembling. He looked into the mansion and murmured in his voice, "I would rather you betray me than see this result!"

Yes.

In her previous life, she waited and hoped, and even until her death, she did not hear any news from him, but she always believed that his feelings for her were true.

But as time went by, she still couldn't control her wild thoughts, thinking that his feelings for her were just a temporary novelty. He might have his own wife, but she was just a passerby to him after all.

Jingsu admitted that she no longer had the confidence she had before, and she did not dare to speculate further, for fear that the real answer would make her despair.

Now that she was doing it all over again, she really hoped that Xu Lang was a heartless man, so that at least he could still be alive.

After gathering his emotions, Jingsu stopped worrying about other things. He quickly climbed over the courtyard wall and saw one of the houses. The outside of the house was surrounded by water. Inside, the candlelight flickered, reflecting the scene of swords and swords inside.

There were constant sounds of fighting.

Jingsu quietly approached the house when no one was paying attention. Through the window, she saw Xu Lang fighting with someone. She held her breath, clenched her hands into fists, and exposed the veins on the back of her hands. She stared at the people fighting in the house.

Personally, I wish I could tear them into pieces.

Although Xu Lang was highly skilled in martial arts, he was outnumbered. Dozens of people besieged him alone. His physical strength was gradually showing signs of exhaustion. He could only deal with the attacks from around him, and he was forced to retreat with bows and arrows.

His left shoulder was injured, there were arrow feathers stuck under his ribs, and he was bleeding profusely. He was obviously at the end of his strength.

At this moment, Fang was suddenly kicked open, and a group of men in black rushed in from the door. The men in black dispersed on both sides, and an extremely familiar face appeared in front of Xu Ziyue.

He is Xu Ziyue's biological brother.

At this moment Xu Ziyue understood everything.

His eyes were red, he clenched his fists tightly, and almost growled from his throat, "The Xu family is ruined, but you are behind it?"

Xu Ziqi smiled scornfully, completely different from the brotherly and respectful look of the past, "Yes, I did it."

Xu Ziyue looked at him with gritted teeth, "Why!"

"Why?"

Xu Ziqi laughed heartily as if he had heard some funny joke. Suddenly, his expression changed, becoming bloodthirsty and hateful.
Chapter completed!