Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth: the end of the double death
Hearing the cold shout from the owner of Tingxiang, Yan Yun was stunned. Although he knew a little about the grudges and hatreds between the Yan and Xie families, he only knew a little about them. He had nothing to do with the inside story inside.
Zhi, he had to look at Yanxia, hoping to get the answer from him and get the answer about the lives of Yan and Xie families.
I saw Yanxia sighing long and looking at Jinling City. His expression was solemn and even slightly distorted. His black eyes also showed a few traces of pain, as if he was trying to recall.
There is an unbearable past event.
After a long time, Yan Xia looked a little sad, and he only heard him say to the Tingxiang Tower owner: "Xiaoling, I'm sorry for your Xie family. Now, Yan Yun is the only one who has left in my Yan family. Let him go.
?”
"Haha...hehe... the fire that year was destroyed by you with a word of sorry. Your Yan family still has a unique meridian. So, my Xie family, who will let me go?"
The owner of Xianglou also looked quite excited and his words were already a little incoherent.
"Xiaoling, when has the revenge come back? Isn't your responsibility for the fire in your Xie family back then? Moreover, over the past 30 years, there have been many people who have died at your hands in the Yan family.
Stop!" Yan Xia said almost begging.
"Hmph, my responsibility? You know that I like you, why do you still marry Xie Chan, and why do you still have to find the vixen Qingyue?" The owner of Tingxiang asked coldly.
"Master!"
"Lord Lord!"
Before the Tingxiang Tower's voice could be finished, the cry of several women came from the depths of the green bamboo forest.
"Qingyue?" Seeing Lan Ruo's figure, Yan Xia's pupils suddenly contracted in an instant, and she shouted in surprise.
"Hmph, you can't forget that vixen!" A cold murderous intent flashed in the dark eyes of the owner of Tingxiang Tower and shouted angrily.
Lan Ruo was also shocked, but she didn't say anything. She just glanced at Yan Xia for a few more times and stood respectfully behind the owner Tingxiang Tower.
At this time, Yan Xia had also come to his senses, but his expression was still a little dark and uncertain, as if he was trying to recall what had happened before. Suddenly, his dim eyes emitted a hot light and shouted:
She is not Qingyue, but Yan Lan, and my daughter Yan Lan. Yes, it must be Yan Lan, it must be, otherwise, she would never look so similar to Qingyue..."
"Hmph, ask her if she is your daughter Yan Lan?" The owner of Tingxiang Tower flashed with cold murderous intent in his faint eyes and shouted coldly.
Yan Xia was so excited that his whole body was trembling. Regardless of the murderous intent flashing in the eyes of the owner of Tingxiang Tower, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked Lan Ruo: "What's your name? How old is this year?"
Lan Ruo, who had always been cold, was a little helpless at this time, so he had to turn his attention to the Tingxiang Tower!
The owner of Tingxiang immediately snorted coldly, pointed to the sword in her hand, and pointed to Yanxia, saying, "He is the enemy who killed your parents. Now your chance to take revenge is here, why don't you go quickly, kill him
!”
Hearing this, Lan Ruo's somewhat confused eyes just now became firm and cold. He glared at Yan Xia angrily, picked up the murderous long sword, and walked towards Yan Xia step by step.
Yan Yun next to him also felt this kind of murderous aura and hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa Third, be careful, this woman is a murderer who can kill without blinking..."
But Yan Xia ignored Yan Yun's words at all, did not take any precautions, and even seemed very excited about Lan Ruo walking towards him.
When she reached three feet from Yanxia, Lan Ruo stopped. Her faint eyes had condensed into a layer of frost. She braved her murderous aura and asked in a cold voice: "The Xie family's past
Did you put that fire?"
Hearing this sentence, Yan Xia's hot eyes suddenly became a little dimmed. After a moment of silence, he nodded gently and said in a very guilty tone: "Yes, it's me...
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Before he finished speaking, Yan Xia looked at Lan Ruo with a nearly begging look again, and said in a trembling voice: "Lan'er, I am your father, I am your father..."
Lan Ruo, who had always been cold-blooded and ruthless, was shaking slightly when holding the sword. She didn't know why, but Yan Xia's eyes really made her unable to do it.
"Lan Ruo, haven't you always wanted to avenge your parents? Now this big enemy is right in front of you, why haven't you taken action?" Seeing this, the title owner Tingxiang immediately shouted coldly.
Lan Ruo's hand holding the sword was still slightly trembling, but when she turned around and looked at the murderous eyes of the owner of Tingxiang Tower, she bit her teeth hard, closed her eyes and held the sword and stabbed it.
blow!
The cold long sword passed through Yan Xia's body, and the gurgling blood dripped on the ground along the sword's edge.
A dazzling bright red oozed from Yan Xia's mouth, and she still looked at Lan Ruo with begging eyes, her lips twitching slightly, wanting to say something, but before she could say it, she fell down with a plop
On the ground.
"Get out!" The master of Tingxiang Tower pushed Lan Ruo away with a palm, and hugged Yan Xia's body tightly. The eyes that were still cold and murderous intent just now became a little hot at this moment.
There was still a little mist.
"Why are you still so stupid? Why don't you hide?" Although the tone of the Tingxiang poster's speech still sounded very cold, he had no murderous aura.
"This... this... I... owe Qingyue... mother and daughter... it's also... owed you... and you... Xie family's debts...
…This...it's been so old...it's time to pay it back..." Yan Xia said intermittently in a weak tone.
After listening, the owner of Tingxiang Tower didn't say anything for a long time. He just turned his eyes from Yanxia to the distance and said softly: "Yanxia, do you know? I have been waiting for this day for thirty-seven years, for three full years.
The fire of 17 years and 37 years has destroyed everything I have. I hate you, the vixen Qingyue, and everyone in your Yan family!"
When she said this, the owner of Tingxiang was already gritting his teeth with hatred. But in just a moment, her expression changed again, and she continued: "But when the fire ignited, I saw Qingyue using her delicate body
, she kept the baby girl who was still crying in her cradle and gave me a look of help..."
"So you rescued that baby girl?" Yan Xia took the speech in a weak tone.
"Yes, I took the baby girl away, but my intention was not to save her, but to use her to revenge your Yan family, and to use her to kill you with her own hands, so that you can kill each other...
…” The tone of the Tingxiang Tower seemed very firm and said coldly.
"Haha...hehe... Now your plan is successful..." A pale bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yan Xia's mouth, and then he looked at the dazed Lan Ruo with deep affection. His eyes were full of kindness.
Love. He stretched out his hand to Lan Ruo with difficulty, but as soon as his hand was stretched out, he suddenly landed on the ground.
Puff!
The sound of Yanxia was still echoing in the valley. The owner of Tingxiang Tower snorted and vomited a large mouthful of blood towards the sky.
"Lord You, Lord You..." Tingxiang Xiaoxie all rushed up and shouted anxiously.
"The grudge between Yan and Xie families ends here. Lan Ruo succeeds Tingxiang Xiaoxie, Youlan's position as Youlan's master!" The tone of Tingxiang Tower's master was still so majestic, and he cannot resist others at all, but at this time it is even more
It's like an old ordinary person explaining his past one by one.
When a gust of wind came, the owner of Tingxiang, who was frightened in the world, rushed to the underworld. At the same time, the grudges, love and hatred of the Yan and Xie families for nearly half a century ended.
When will the revenge be repaid? How many steps are there to ask you?
From what she said just now, Lan Ruo had already known her true life experience. She looked at her hands with a confused look on her eyes, at her sword that was still dripping blood, and her mouth was still nervous.
Xixi murmured to herself: "I killed my father, I killed my father..."
Seeing this, several women from Tingxiang Xiaoxie hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, which calmed her mood a little bit...
At this time, Yan Yun was kneeling there, his expression was quite dazed. Looking at the blue sky, he kept calling out the names of his dead relatives: "Second grandpa, father, mother, Uncle Zhang, Xiaoqiang...
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The rabbit was glared at by the owner of Tingxiang, and obviously hadn't recovered. Xiaotian, who didn't even know the human relationship and the world, couldn't understand the grudges and hatreds that spanned nearly half a century, was just infected by this emotion.
Sitting there and crying loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa, where are you? Xiaotian misses you. Now Sister Qi Xiang is gone, Xiaotian also misses her sister..."
"Yan Yun, Xiaotian!" At this moment, Afeng and Lin Yong came over. Seeing that they were still safe and sound, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and shouted anxiously.
But when they saw the person in Tingxiang Xiaoxie Youlanju, their expressions became dark in an instant. They also saw that Tingxiang Tower owner actually hugged an old man with a fairy-like spirit, and both died, and their expressions were even more
Shocked, he quickly ran to Yan Yun's side and asked anxiously: "Yan Yun, you are fine, what's going on?"
The people from Tingxiang Xiaoxie also saw Afeng and Lin Yong, and immediately drew out their swords and were cautiously on guard. Both sides were quite nervous.
Yan Yun climbed up from the ground with difficulty and said, "Brother-in-law, Brother Lin Yong, the grudges and love between the Yan Xie families have ended here. We and Tingxiang Xiaoxie have no grudges, let's go!"
Lin Yong heard that the monk Zhang Er was confused. However, A Feng, who knew the grievances between Yan and Xie families, guessed seven to eight points when he saw this. Now that Yan Yun said this,
Naturally, he didn't have to do anything again.
Hearing Yan Yun's words, Afeng nodded vigorously, then brought the topic to Lin Yu and said anxiously: "Well, let's go find Brother Lin first. Murong Xuan, the old fox, will never easily bring Qingchengzhi.
I gave it to others with tears, there must be an ulterior motive in it!”