The status of the largest sect of Chonghua Sect collapsed overnight. The respected leader of Dai Wulin Alliance united other sects to attack Poyue Pavilion in the name of doing justice for heaven. It turned out that it was not for the sake of justice and peace in the world, but because he wanted Hongxian and wanted to get it.
The mystery is just to steal the world.
Poisoning, assassination, lies, hypocrisy, for more than ten years, the entire martial arts world was kept in the dark, until that innocent young man on a snowy night sacrificed his life to break the scam, which brought countless people to their realization, and also led to the bloody storm and catastrophe that began from then on.
. He is the young master of the Cheng family, a descendant of General Xiao, and a blood relative that Hongxian cherishes very much. Cheng Xiaobai's death made men and women stand side by side in the Qizhu Pavilion, and men and women who were proud of the world fell in love and killed each other, carving despair with their own hands.
In the other person's heart.
Those people in the Jianghu and those outside the Jianghu, all of them sighed with regret, fearing that they would just disappear.
Who knew that it was not only those two people who disappeared under the white snow, but also many, many others, dead, alive, and neither dead nor alive.
That day, Xi Yingfeng was able to escape due to his strong external skills. Nearly a hundred disciples went to Jiannan, but only a few returned, including his son, Xi Shaoyuan, whom he had not seen for many years.
Ever since he was a child, the child had always stood silently not far from him and watched timidly. He knew that his son just wanted him to give him a hug and a few words of praise, but he had neither the time nor the inclination. His former wife
When he was still alive, he had some care and support for her, but after his wife died, he no longer had any sense of family affection.
To him, Xi Shaoyuan was nothing more than a special chess piece that could be used unlimited times because of his blood relationship, in his chess game of seeking the world.
However, Xi Yingfeng never imagined that the child who had been silent for several years behind him would grow up enough to defeat him, and at his most critical moment, betray him for an unrelated outsider. Even his own flesh and blood would leave him.
And then, what else in this world is worth believing in?
Only power, only the world!
"Dad, even if you own half of the country, what will you get?"
"The power of life and death, the dignity of overriding people, and the feeling of watching everyone kneel at your feet."
After the cold conversation with no family affection at all, he never heard from his son again.
Facing the courtyard with fewer and fewer people, Xi Yingfeng laughed wildly. Look, no one will stay when he is ruined. People are inherently selfish and indifferent, without exception. Even if his blood is flowing in his body,
How? Just abandon him. This is his son, his own flesh and blood.
Fortunately, he has not lost yet. The arrogant and arrogant Poyue Pavilion Master is falling into stupid feelings and cannot extricate himself, and there are still two chess pieces in his hand that have not been moved. In the end, who will be the king and who will be the loser? The future is long, why bother?
impatient?
"Wei Moyan, don't you value her more than anything else? I want to see which one you will choose, country or beauty."
The mountains are as beautiful as black, and from Yanzhi Mountain you can actually see them stretching to the southernmost skyline. There, another monstrous conspiracy will be brewing in the broken snow in the south of the Yangtze River, which will continue to dye the troubled times red.
————————————————————————————It’s the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Lanling City is full of joy, the streets are busy with traffic, and the beautiful buildings are beautiful.
It has not changed, except that there are a few missing figures in the streets and alleys. The figures that once brought countless joy to Lanling City.
"My husband loves the persimmons from Linjia Shop in Dongshi the most. He lost them for a long time because he didn't buy them last time. I must buy more this time. By the way, there is also the daughter's red wine made by the boss Lianshan himself. He and Mr. Xi have been together several times.
They're all trying to grab drinks and spilled them all over the floor. Even though it's not the season, I can probably order three or two drinks." A woman in a long gown was walking in the market, mumbling to herself, with a bamboo basket slung on her forearm.
There are all kinds of pastries and fruits, piled heavily on a pile of yellow paper.
"Miss Yun, don't be like this. Xiao Bai will feel uncomfortable when he sees her." The eyes of the gorgeously dressed girl next to her were red, and she burst into tears when she mentioned that name.
Today is Cheng Xiao’s seventh day of baldness.
It is said that the deceased will return home on the first seven days, and then enter the reincarnation, wait for reincarnation, and be reincarnated as a human being.
Lianshi had been praying since morning, hoping that the cheerful and kind-hearted young man would be able to live a peaceful life in the next life, not to suffer from love, and not to be involved in the world anymore. Even if he was poor and tired, it would be better than leaving with regrets and not being able to enjoy the happiness of a family.
"Lian Shi, do you think my husband will come back to see me? Will he hate me? Will he not even want to see me for the last time? Will he remember my bad sins for three lives and see me again after reincarnation?
Enemy..." Yun Yirong stopped, her eyes a little dull. She thought she could pretend to be the most innocent person and trick him into treating her tenderly, but she never realized that he knew everything. His purity and transparency did not come from ignorance, but from ignorance.
It comes from the kindness of being tolerant of everything, even she who is like a snake and a scorpion can be forgiven.
Xiao Bai never treated her unfairly and was extremely gentle, even though he knew she had someone in his heart.
What I owed him in this life was unexpectedly unpaid.
On the first seven nights, the relatives should have avoided it, but the young lady of the Cheng family insisted on waiting in front of the memorial tablet. She said that her husband would definitely come to see her. Instead, such a foolish woman won the sympathy of everyone, and the servants and maids remained silent.
He retreated silently, leaving the empty mourning hall courtyard to the two of them who didn't know if they could meet again. After all, humans and ghosts have different paths, and Yin and Yang are forever separated. Even if they meet, it will only increase their sorrow.
"Ms. Yi Rong, I never believed in ghosts and gods, but now I wish it were all true. Even if you don't recognize me anymore, Yi Rong just wants to see you and say I'm sorry." Thinking of all the tenderness in the past, once again
With tears streaming down her face, she said, "I always thought that it was the heaven that failed me, and that my family was ruined and I suffered misfortunes. It wasn't until I met you that I realized that I was so happy in this life, and that I could be cared for and cherished by my husband."
The treetops outside the hall were blown by the wind and rustled. Yun Yirong raised his head, and something was changing in his tears.
Time will not flow backwards, and the sand between her fingers will never be found again. The days when she can get true love are over. From now on, her life will no longer be tied to anyone. There is only one meaning in living this miserable life, revenge.
Revenge against the red string that brought all the disasters.
"Ms. sir, I know that the person you value most is her. If you hadn't been unable to bear seeing her in a dilemma that day, you wouldn't have chosen to commit suicide. In the final analysis, you still died for her. It was her fault, everything was caused by her!
Don't blame me, Yi Rong just wants to avenge you - for you and for me. So, you wait by the Naihe Bridge, and after I ruin her life, I will go with you, whether it is hate or love.
No matter what, as long as you are happy, you will be willing to wear your clothes even if you are out of your mind."
Dark clouds cover the moon, and the sudden darkness erodes people's hearts, every step of the way.
The young lady of the Cheng family, who suffered from the pain of losing her husband and was haggard, disappeared. There is only one resentful ghost left in the world who lives for revenge and will destroy another woman's life at all costs. Whether it is fate or destiny, it doesn't matter.
If he could stop her, all her love and being loved would be gone, leaving only hatred.
"Hongxian, I want you to be abandoned by the people you love like me, to be betrayed by everyone, to be trapped in a sea of misery forever, unable to turn back, and to live a life worse than death!"
The poignant sneer that only belongs to her reflects the moonlight, making it look cold and cold.
A letter fell to the ground in the sleeves, and the ink was still fresh.
Yun Yirong was glad that she did not die with Cheng Xiaobai, otherwise, she would never have the chance to watch Xia Qingluan go to destruction step by step.
That was something that made her more excited than living.