In the first half of her life, which was not long but filled with hatred, Xia Qingluan had the most contact with dead people instead of relatives. Therefore, talking and getting close to people became one of the most difficult things for her to do. Facing the respected old man Wuya,
How to put away your arrogance and indifference is a difficult problem.
"In the hearts of seniors, what is more important is the Master of Purple Sleeve Hall, or the promise of marriage?"
"What's the difference?" The tall old man narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If it's for an agreement, Xia Qingluan has nothing to say. He knows his son better than his father. You should be very clear about the character of the pavilion master. This agreement must be broken." Forced herself to calm down, Xia Qingluan looked at him.
The old man said firmly, "If it is for Master Zixiu, then please think about it, senior, what will be the result."
It would have been okay if he didn't have her in the first place. Even though in his heart, women were just stupid dogs, Zi Xiu was still an exception. But now the relationship between the three of them is like this, and the relationship between Zi Xiu and Zi Xiu will break the bond they have gained through life and death.
, he must be implicated by others, and even Zixiu will not get the slightest benefit.
Obsession is the scariest thing.
There was silence for a long time, and when the wind roared outside the window again, the old man, who was clasping his hands in deep thought, spoke again, but he was less arrogant: "Are you so sure that Yan'er will do anything for you?"
Under the moonlight, the heavy gauze white shirt silently lowered its head.
In the past, she didn't believe it, and she had many suspicions and even sword fights. She asked herself again and again why she wanted to stay with Wei Moyan, until he jumped up on the top of Qifu Mountain and blocked her from harm and death with his broad shoulders.
Sacrifice the world to protect one person, this is his most decisive tenderness.
There are countless idiots in the mortal world. They have traveled thousands of miles to see everything. Luan sings and phoenix harmonizes, and laboring swallows fly apart. What is it that an experienced old man has never seen?
And the child he single-handedly brought to Chushan and was deeply influenced by him had the same stubborn and cold temperament as him.
A low sigh that no one could hear swirled in his heart, and he looked again at the cold-faced woman in white in front of him. He finally believed those occasional rumors. Old man Wuya had to accept the fact. The grandson on whom he had placed all his hopes, originally regarded women as
This child, whom no one would believe, has no trace of his former desire and ruthlessness.
"Even if Yan'er doesn't care, I can't ignore it. I don't have to stop your marriage, but you must do one thing."
"Senior, please speak." Xia Qingluan clenched her palms tightly - she didn't think this was a good sign. On the face of it, Old Man Wuya no longer planned to obstruct him, but since he had put forward a condition, it must be extremely difficult to complete.
Maybe it will be a hardship she has never experienced before.
But no matter what kind of dangers she had, it was impossible to stop her. Her determination to leave him was exactly the same as her determination to accompany you alone.
There is still a half-written letter written by him on the red lacquer desk in front of the carved red chair. The elegant old man is sitting in the chair, and for a moment, his figure seems to be overlapping. This is the blood relationship, which cannot be reversed after not seeing each other for many years.
Something like coldness or strength.
"Ah Yue can give everything for Yan'er, what about you? Miss Xia, how far can you do for Yan'er?" Looking down at the vigorous and neat handwriting on the letter paper, her snow-white eyebrows were as pale as dusk clouds.
A woman who can stand next to the Supreme Lord of the Martial Arts must have a certain level of consciousness, to sacrifice everything for him, and to die at any time. There is no doubt that Ah Yue can do this, but what about the seemingly stoic girl in front of her? At such a young age, she is covered in blood.
Regardless of divine punishment or retribution, is it a blessing or a curse to have such a heavy anger around my grandson?
That child can't stand any more betrayal.
"I can only do one thing." Looking at the mottled silver light in the room, a strange light flashed in his indifferent eyes, "Keep him behind to protect him from all enemies. He can die for me, and I will also die for him.
born."
Lingering and lingering without any hope, I just hope to be side by side in life, and in the same hole in death, with no regrets and no regrets.
"My words are unfounded, I need proof."
“Always waiting.”
There was a trace of coldness between the brows that was very similar to the indifferent leader. No matter how nice it is, it is exaggerated. Back then, his son Wei Bugui and his daughter-in-law were not a sworn ally who promised to live and die together, but in the end, they were killed by the person next to them.
With Pannian. This kind of tragedy must never happen again to Wei Moyan, as it would destroy him and make him fall into inner demons forever.
With a touch of thick black ink on his fingertips, dragons and phoenixes danced on the paper. With the wind of his palm, the paper accurately fell in front of Xia Qingluan.
Frowning and lowering his head, the five big characters were clearly visible.
Excellent, strange dream stone.
These were all things she had heard of but never took seriously.
The old and slow figure stood up and walked in front of the window, the silver moon was high in the sky and dark clouds were gradually rising.
"The mountains are closed, but I am not ignorant. Mo Heng's sword was broken because of you. Is this a fact?"
Xia Qingluan nodded.
In Qifoshan Stream, Wei Moyan broke Mo Heng's sword in order to save her. This incident has never been erased in her heart. She owes him too much, and Mo Heng's sword is one of them.
"Since I broke it off for you, are you willing to let me make up for it to prove your loyalty to Yan'er?"
"Can Mo Heng's sword be repaired?"
"How could he put you in danger?" He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. Unintentionally, old man Wuya acquiesced to his grandson's concern for this woman.
In fact, the old man had already noticed it when he heard about the right and wrong and the lingering sentiments of not knowing the truth at Xiluoshan. The iron-hearted Wei Moyan may have encountered a fateful fate, and his closest relatives saw him holding hands with him who never got close to others.
With Xia Qingluan's hand, the rumors became facts and settled in my heart.
He was afraid that the child would be betrayed again, so he stubbornly asked him to marry Ah Yue and give up Hongxian. After all, after watching the two of them live together for so many years and how Ah Yue silently helped him behind his back, his trust in her was far greater than before.
The unknown Hongxian Xia Qingluan.
That's all, if he can prove that the woman he loves can also devote everything to him, it won't hurt even if he replaces Ah Yue.
After all, Wei Moyan is the bloodline of his Wei family.
"Since you and I don't want to make things difficult for Yan'er, I'll give you two choices." The long figure moved suddenly, and Xia Qingluan felt a blur of flowers in front of her eyes.
There was a wound, shallow but not bleeding.
This was the glorious pioneer of the third generation of the Wei family, a strong man who was still feared by countless people even after his sixtieth birthday. It would be easy to kill her, but he could not stop her.
Leng Su's figure stood next to her, and his ruthless tone was like that of Wei Moyan: "First, leave him before I take your life, and disappear and never appear again; second, remove Jing Jue, take the Strange Dream Stone, and let me see
How far can you go for Yan'er?"
Excellent.
Shengxue Baiyi was shocked.
"It will take at least half a month to remove the essence..."
"This is a trial for the two of you." Unmoved at all, Old Man Wuya clasped his hands indifferently, "If you choose the second path, you must agree to one thing. You are not allowed to talk to him before you get the Dream Stone and come back.
If there is any connection, if you can come back alive and he is still willing to believe you and marry you again, I will never say another word."
Do you want to force her to disappear again?
There was a wry smile on the lips, dry and helpless.
However she had no choice.
"The Jianghu post has been posted, how do you want him to face the world?"
Old Man Wuya sneered: "You have regretted your marriage once, why don't the boys from the Wanqi family still live a good life?"
Xia Qingluan could not resist such an aggressive force. Compared with Zixiu, she was indeed far inferior, whether in terms of status or other aspects.
What I hope now is that he will not hate me and end the relationship.