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Chapter 693: Finale! 83
Now, she has finally learned something and no longer mentions the past. It seems that this Magnolia Mental Technique has really calmed her down.
She was happiest when eating. Looking at the table full of delicacies, she had already moved her fingers, but there was no sign of Feng Shichiro, so she shouted: "Shichiro..."
"Come here, how can you eat without wine!" Feng Shiqilang came over with a pot of warm wine.
"I'm hungry. You can drink whatever you like, and I'll eat vegetables." She spoke in a vague voice while chewing something.
"You should also drink some, and your body will feel warmer." Feng Shichiro handed her a glass of wine.
"Do you know? Today I finally mastered the Magnolia Heart Sutra. Do you want to see how powerful it is?" Her eyes were shining and she was extremely excited.
"Okay! But first, finish eating."
A trace of sadness flashed in Feng Shiqilang's eyes, but Liu Qingcong never noticed it.
What he worried about finally happened, and she became successful in her studies. How else could he keep her?
After dinner, Liu Qingcong danced her sword by the lake. She was transformed into a sword shadow in the wind. Although the sword dance was beautiful, it was murderous. Every move she made seemed to put the opponent at risk.
In the place of death.
There was only a light in Feng Shiqilang's eyes, and he could no longer see her.
After a long time, Liu Qinglan gracefully landed in front of him, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "I'm making a fool of myself!"
Feng Shichiro gently clapped his hands to express his congratulations, but he was absent-minded.
Liu Qingcong smiled proudly and said: "What do you think, do you think my martial arts is great? Especially the last move, I have been practicing for three months."
"Very powerful, I am no longer your opponent."
"Not only you, Feng Qijun will not be my opponent." She suddenly became quiet, and her eyes became deep and unfathomable.
Feng Shiqilang took a breath, stared at the blue sky in the distance, and remained silent for a long time before saying: "Don't think about the past anymore. Isn't it good to be like this now?"
Liu Qingcong's eyelashes spread slightly, she looked at him seriously, and said softly: "Shiqi Lang, there is something I want to tell you."
"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it." He was afraid.
"But I must say it." She sighed softly and said: "Thank you for taking such good care of me these three years ago. I... made an appointment with Feng Qijun to compete in martial arts. If I am lucky enough to come back, I will definitely take revenge on you.
"
Feng Shichiro suddenly hugged her tightly and murmured to her: "Don't leave, okay? For me!"
Liu Qingcong was stunned for a long time, and finally lowered her hands: "I'm sorry..."
"I don't want to hear I'm sorry, don't say anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, he covered Liu Qingcong's lips with a burning kiss. His domineering force made her struggle desperately, but her body was soft. To him, her strength was as soft as hitting cotton.
of.
His kiss made her heart throb, and she pushed Feng Shichiro's chest away resolutely but feebly.
"Seventeen Lang, don't be like this." She looked helpless.
"Qing'er, I'm serious."
"I'm sorry..." Apart from this sentence, Liu Qingcong didn't know how to express her current mood to him.
She turned her back to him, not wanting him to see her sad. After a long time, she said quietly: "You should know that I practice martial arts hard just for revenge. I have endured this day for too long.
Already."
Feng Shichiro didn't answer immediately, and turned to look at Gaoshan again.
"No matter what you want to do, I will support you. I said, I will not force you. If you think you will be happy without me, then I will let you go."
Is he really willing to let her go? But the hatred in her heart is too deep, why is the depth of her heart telling her not to leave?
"I'll leave tomorrow." She pretended not to understand what he said.
She looked directly at Feng Shichiro without blinking, hoping to carve his face into her heart.
"Go back, it's windy here."
Feng Shichiro avoided her gaze, he could no longer pretend. He was obviously very sad, but he still wanted to smile at her.
Luozhi City is still as lively as ever, with farmers and businesses thriving.
How can the feeling of returning to your hometown be described in just two words?
Liu Qingcong is dressed in white, riding a white horse, carrying a long sword, and dressed like a knight. Although she is bare-faced and has her hair tied up, her bright red face exudes a youthful and beautiful atmosphere. She is more than 20 years old.
Introverted. She came to the Joy Inn and jumped off her horse.
When she entered the inn, she sat down on a table in a swaggering manner and released her long sword without showing off her grandeur.
The waiter came up immediately and asked, "What would this waiter want?"
“Let’s get some good tea first!”
"Wait a moment, waiter, and we'll bring it to you right away."
After waiting for a long time, probably because there were too many customers in the store, no one paid any attention to Liu Qingcong, leaving her to sit there and wait.
Liu Qingcong slapped the table and said angrily: "Does it take that long to deliver a pot of tea? Waiter, is your tea brewed with water from Tianshan Mountain?"
"Host, don't worry, there's no tea, how about a glass of wine first?" A voice came from behind her.
For a moment, Liu Qingcong was stunned. When she was frozen there, a bottle of wine was placed in front of her, and then she saw an all-too-familiar face.
"Seventeen Lang, why are you here?" she exclaimed.
"There are so many people coming to this inn, who said that a poor person like me can't come?" Feng Shiqilang sat opposite her, his moist eyes shining with a burning heat, and the corners of his raised mouth twitched.
"Seventeenth Lang!" She was trembling and almost speechless. She was surprised, happy, excited, and moved...
"You are stupid! Qing'er."
Her choked voice was trembling, and with deep and deep longing, she struck hard at his heart, causing him to tremble and tremble, leaving him trembling and unable to speak.
At the most inappropriate moment, the second brother brought tea, interrupting the two people's affectionate look at each other.
After eating, they went back to their room to rest early.
Although Liu Qingcong is 70% sure about tomorrow's duel, as her martial arts are improving, Feng Qijun's are also improving, so she cannot take it lightly at all.
Thinking of seeing Feng Qijun again in a few hours, Liu Qingcong felt an indescribably complicated feeling in her heart. She had always thought that when she thought of him again, she would only feel hatred, but now she felt a sense of fear.
, she is afraid...
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the top of Mangshan Mountain. The vast mountains and rivers, and the earth are green under the sun.
I saw a man standing in the sun. His clothes were fluttering, as if he were riding in the wind. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and his long hair was like ink. The sunshine, green trees, and gentle wind all made him look unrestrained and unattainable.
He seemed very quiet. He had been waiting for three years and didn't care if he waited any longer.
He is the handsome and elegant young master Feng Qijun. Now he is not only handsome, but also more mature.
After Liu Qingcong left three years ago, he began to travel all over the country. He didn't come back until recently. He knew that it was time for him to pay off his debt.
Now, even if he dies, he has no regrets and just wants to see her again.
All along, the only person he cared about most was her.
One misstep will lead to eternal hatred. If you don't regret it in the first place, it's already too late!
The sound of horse hooves could be heard slowly in the distance. He looked back at dusk and saw Liu Qingcong galloping towards her on horseback. She had a proud look on her face, looking more chic and gorgeous than before.
She wants to tell him that she will live a better life without him! Fengjiabao is just a small world, and there is a big world outside.
Feng Qijun hurried up to meet her and saw a horse behind Liu Qingcong. It was immediately obvious that it was Feng Shiqilang who left with her three years ago.
Although he had known this before, he still felt a little disappointed in his heart.
Liu Qingcong reined in her horse from a distance, and when she saw Feng Qijun, she still trembled in her heart. Originally, she thought she would be calm when she saw him, but now she realized that she couldn't do it.
Feng Shichiro's horse stopped behind her and dismounted after her.
"Xiaoqing!" Feng Qijun called her eagerly, the familiar name, but she couldn't find the familiar feeling of the past.
"Feng Qijun, very good, you are finally here. Show your sword!" Liu Qingcong didn't want to say a word to him. Three years ago, she practiced hard day and night just to get revenge by killing him today. She was afraid in her heart, afraid of telling him
One more word from him would make her change her mind.
"Qing'er!" Feng Shiqilang called her softly, hoping to make her change her mind.
Liu Qingcong looked back at him and said, "Seventeenth Lang, don't persuade me!"
Seeing the two people's eyes being so intimate, Feng Qijun knew that he had missed the best woman in this life. She now had a man who understood her better and loved her more.
Feng Qijun smiled and said: "Shiqilang, how are you?" A faint greeting, which contained a lot of affection.
Feng Qijun was quite friendly: "Okay. What about you?" He always respected Feng Qijun, and he only remained neutral on Liu Qingcong's matter.
"I have been traveling outside for three years and I just came back a few days ago. I am really happy to see you again." Feng Qijun had to accept his fate. Feng Qijun was more worthy of a woman's love.
Liu Qingcong glanced at the two of them coldly, and Feng Shiqilang quickly retreated behind her.
Her sword had been unsheathed, and a cold light flashed across her fair face. Her eyes were cold, and she screamed: "Feng Qijun, draw your sword!"
Feng Qijun's face remained unchanged, still with a faint smile: "My sword will never point at my own people. Now it is you who want to kill me, not you. Go ahead and kill me, you
You’ll be liberated!”
"What do you mean, do you look down on me?" Liu Qingcong said coldly.
"I definitely didn't mean to look down on you."
"Don't think that I will go easy on you. You must pay for what you have done. Die!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Qingcong rushed forward with her sword and stabbed Feng Qijun straight at him.
Feng Qijun always had a smile on his face and slowly closed his eyes. The next second, he would be free. The debt he had owed for three years could be completely repaid.
One second, two seconds... half a minute later, Feng Qijun finally slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was two lines of clear tears on Liu Qingcong's face.
She threw the sword out with her hand, turned around and flew away, and struck out with a hateful palm, causing all the trees over there to fall down in an instant.
"Ah!" she shouted to the sky.
She hated him for three whole years. She wanted to kill him in her dreams, but he was right in front of her and she couldn't do it.
She hates herself, why is this happening? She hates herself so much!
Feng Qijun thought he could help her out, at least he could do one thing for her, but now, he has increased her burden and broken her heart again!
Suddenly a sword light flashed in the sky, "Ah!" A long sword passed through his chest, and he stared at her, never expecting that she would be the one who killed him.
Liu Qingcong suddenly looked back and saw Feng Qijun's blood dripping along the long sword, drop by drop on the grass, and the smell of blood spread with the wind.
She was in disbelief!
The person holding the sword had an indifferent look on her face, she turned out to be Yuan Zirou.
Ran Chengao walked out of nowhere. He walked towards Feng Qijun step by step. The smile on his lips looked so weird and eerie under the sunlight.
"Feng Qijun, I never thought you would be like this."
In terms of martial arts, Yuan Zirou may not be able to beat Feng Qijun, but today, he knew that Feng Qijun only had Liu Qingcong in his eyes and would never guard against others. It was a good time for him to kill.
Yuan Zirou jumped off a hundred-foot cliff but did not die. There is a mystery behind it.
There is a big river under the cliff. Generally, people are buried on this river. So anyone who jumps will not die immediately.
Fortunately, Yuan Zirou was rescued by the residents on the riverside. She knew that she and Ran Chengao had no hatred in the first place, and she had already been in love with Ran Chengao, so she returned to him.
This assassination operation was arranged by Ran Chengao.
As early as after Feng Qijun left Fengjiabao, Liu Baiyue gave the original Ran Mansion to Fengjiabao, and Fengjiabao also returned it to Ran Chengao.
But what Ran Chengao wanted was definitely more than that.
He had been planning for so long and was waiting for this day. Liu Qingcong was unwilling to cooperate with him, but he was still the big winner in the end.
"Cousin, it's you!" Feng Qijun stared at Ran Chengao, his eyes almost bulging out.
"You didn't expect it was me, right?" Ran Chengao patted Feng Qijun's face and sneered: "I don't allow others to steal things from me. This has been true since childhood. No matter what I do, I have to be better than others. Compare.
Those who are strong like me will only die."
"You are so cruel..." Feng Qijun said three words with difficulty.
"Humph!" Yuan Zirou snorted heavily, and with a strong pull, the sword was withdrawn from Feng Qijun's body. The white sword went in and the red sword came out. Feng Qijun's blood gushed out like a spring, and he no longer had the strength to support it.
"Don't—" Liu Qingcong exclaimed.
"Daddy!"
"Qijun!"
Liu Baiyue ran over with a child in hand. She supported Feng Qijun who was about to fall, and tears rolled down from her eyes.
Liu Qingcong and Feng Shiqilang were also moved, and rushed forward together.
"Qijun!" Liu Baiyue called his name affectionately.
"Daddy, daddy, mom said you are my daddy, please don't die, it's hard for Lele to have a daddy, you talk to me..."
It seems that a lot of things did happen after Feng Qijun left Fengjiabao.
Liu Baiyue returned to the Liu family, secretly gave birth to Lele, and raised him alone, hoping that one day Feng Qijun would come back and father and son would recognize each other.
Unexpectedly, the day she had been looking forward to for three years would arrive late.
Feng Qijun heard the childish voice and tried to open his eyelids. In the haze, he saw a cute child calling him daddy, and Liu Baiyue's heartbroken face. Feng Qijun was concerned.
eyes, Liu Qingcong's faint sadness, Yuan Zirou's sad tears, and Ran Chengao's proud smile.
"Xiaoqing, I can finally return it to you!" Feng Qijun uttered the last few words and slowly closed his eyes.
Farewell, the troubled world of mortals!
He alone can't care too much about other people's love, hate, and resentment. He only cares about Xiaoqing's feelings. As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter if he dies!
Liu Baiyue fell into despair again, and she knew that even the weight of her and her son could not compare to the weight of Liu Qingcong in Feng Qijun's heart.
Her son's sad cries once again drove her to tears.
She hates him, but loves him more. She will never learn not to love him!
Liu Qingcong stood on the top of a high mountain. He was really dead. Everything was over. Everything was as she wished. Is she happy?
She stood in the wind and laughed, with two drops of tears falling on her smiling face.
Feng Shichiro was standing next to her. If she needed it, he could lend her his shoulder at any time.
Everything seems to be over, and Luozhi City has returned to peace. But the potential war still exists. As long as the three major families still exist, the struggle in Luozhi City will never subside.
At the end of the New Year, it snowed heavily in Luozhi City. It was so white that it was difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth.
