Feng Rou closed her eyes and let out a faint breath. She knew that nothing she could say at this moment would be of any use! Ye Jinghong had gone to the extreme, and she only thought about revenge. What's more, she had indeed deceived Brother Zhu in the first place.

She, she deserves to hate herself so much! It’s just that

Yes, she never knew that Zhu Honglie actually fell in love with her. She thought that it was all just a show, but she didn't know that that confession was actually Zhu Honglie's heart song. If she had been a little sober at the beginning, there would be nothing like what happened later.

So much right and wrong.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Are you sad? You have also tasted the feeling of being abandoned! Haha..." Ye Jinghong smiled coldly, with a sharp flash in his sad eyes, "Look at this,

He probably won’t come! It’s been so long and he still hasn’t come out

Now! That's fine, I'll kill you first, and then take your head to meet your old sweetheart!" As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and held a hidden blade in his hand, brushing her neck from a distance.

Fengrou closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the judgment of death.

With a "whoosh" sound, a ray of silver light shot out. Ye Jinghong felt her wrist go numb. A silver flying knife knocked the Hidden Leaf Knife away from her hand and passed through it close to Fengrou's neck.

That distant sword penetrated the life and death of the world. This kind of tacit understanding of passing by each other's neck was made on the battlefield more than 20 years ago. Fengrou slowly opened her eyes and saw the long-haired girl on the opposite side.

Zhu Tiedao stood tall and steady, just like the elegant gentleman he was when they met.

Zhu Honglie also looked at that elegant and quiet white color infatuatedly. Twenty years later, he was still so beautiful, noble, gentle and pleasant. Just looking at her like that made people feel as tranquil and comfortable as being in a mountain spring. Her beauty and youthfulness

I am still here, but I am growing old in endless lovesickness.[

"Huh!" Ye Jinghong's rotten right face trembled coldly, "You're finally here!" He Wanxin looked at this ugly woman in shock, but the strong hatred in her heart could not be lifted.

"Hey, what are you going to do before you let go of my aunt? Don't mess around, or I won't make it easy for you!" Xiao Qiao rushed forward and looked at Feng Rou with a worried look.

"Didn't you say that your aunt's name is not Feng Xixi? How come it's true again now?" Ye Jinghong sneered.

"I'm sorry for you. I lied to you. If you don't hate me, just come to me. Don't make it difficult for me, okay?" Zhu Honglie looked at Ye Jinghong with a gentle face and slowly moved towards her.

Came over.
Chapter completed!