Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

There are many infatuated women in the world, but it is extremely rare to find an infatuated man who does not regret it.

She was well aware of Wen Heng's experiences and deeds. The young master used the third lady as a bargaining chip to force Wen Heng into the secret pavilion.

She still didn't understand the young master's behavior at first. In her opinion, Wen Heng was disobedient to discipline and was not loyal to the young master. Disloyalty was a taboo in the dark pavilion.

He was frail and full of old illnesses, and he looked like he was about to die for more than ten days in the dark pavilion.

At that time, the people in the Ange secretly made a bet on how many days Wen Heng, a sick man, could stay in a place like the Ange that ate people without spitting out their bones.

Some people said seven days, some said ten days, some said half a month, and some said half a year. Anyway, there were many people talking about any time, but no one bet on Wen Heng's survival.

No, there is one.

Wen Heng himself——

He threw down a few pieces of silver and gambled all his wealth.

He said: "I bet that I will live and be the number one killer in the dark pavilion. If I break my promise, I will repay it with my life."

His eyes were firm and terrifying, and Qing Ge still remembers it till now.

Of course, being the ace killer of the Dark Pavilion is not that easy. The shady place of the Dark Pavilion is meant to cultivate impossible people. It is a purgatory on earth. If you want to get out of it, you will have to escape several times without dying. layer of skin.

Even she has never really been exposed to the training of the Dark Pavilion, but she has seen that kind of inhuman torture. If it were her, she might not be able to survive even ten lives.

But Wen Heng came back from the edge of death time and time again, and he breathed his last several times but suddenly regained his breath. As a result, everyone in the dark pavilion gave him a title: Living King of Hell.

She once saw him training once. Among the dozen or so hungry wolves in the deep pit, there were only three people, and one of them was Wen Heng.

The other two people were all bitten to death by hungry wolves, but he was the only one who bit the hungry wolf to death...

When he climbed up a pit of tens of meters and fell in front of her with the shocking wound, Qingge felt cold all over. How could she have survived like this without weapons among the wolves?

Qingge always thought that he was so desperate to change his destiny, but later when Wen Heng knelt on the ground and begged the young master to give him a chance, Qingge realized that everything he had done was for one person. .

Someone who could never be his.

Qingge couldn't help but think of someone, someone who said to her, "Come with me," but then turned around and made an engagement with someone else.

Her face suddenly turned livid and her eyes darkened. She was really unlucky. Why did she think of him?

The Qing singer tightened the reins with more force, causing the horse beneath him to grunt and neigh impatiently.

An Jinshu was attracted by her movement, with a worried look on her face.

Qingge hurriedly reassured the horse beneath her and nodded to indicate that the other party was fine. She signaled to An Jinshu before she looked away and retracted her head. She thought that people who were as good at handling horses as they were would sometimes have trouble getting along with horses. .

.........

Halfway through the carriage, An Jinshu handed Ah Li a stack of banknotes and sent Qing Ge to follow him to the bank to deposit money. They continued on their way, only telling them that they would meet at Jiang Chun Tower.

After they parted ways with her, An Jinshu did not go to the Jiang Chun Tower as promised. Instead, he asked the carriage to stop in an alley.

An Jinshu lifted her skirt and got out of the carriage, Wen Heng stepped in front of her before she could make any move.

"This is not a place that young lady can come to. I would like you to get in the carriage and leave."

His voice was cold and tough, and he held a long sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly. Whenever he saw someone with bad intentions trying to come forward, he would open the scabbard of the sword as a warning.

An Jinshu looked as usual and whispered to him: "I am here for something, and I will leave naturally after I finish it."

Then I wanted to bypass him and go into the alley.

But how could Wen Heng give her a chance to step back and block her way: "I forgive you for not obeying my order."

An Jinshu's little face turned red under the cold wind. She held her hands and looked up at him, her tone not allowing for resistance: "Get out of the way."

Wen Heng remained motionless, and the two of them faced each other until the cold wind blew off the girl's cloak and hat, revealing her red eyes. Wen Heng's heart suddenly tightened and annoyance welled up in his heart.

How could he ask the young lady to confront him outside when it was so cold? Even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he would always be there. If anyone in this alley dared to touch a corner of her clothes, he would chop them all down.

His intention to step aside was self-evident.

An Jinshu glanced at him, unable to tell whether he was displeased or not. He pulled up his hat and put it on again, stepped over him and walked into the alley.

"Hey, why did this fair little lady come to this dirty place?"

"But are you here to cheer up the grandpas?"

"Whose daughter is this young lady? Could it be that she is lonely in the boudoir and comes out to have fun? Grandpa, I will live well, and I guarantee that I will serve you comfortably."

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Stepping into the alley, you can hear the sounds of squealing coming and going from both sides.

This alley is a place where people from three religions and nine currents hang out. The people here are either rogues or gamblers and prostitutes. Their behavior has no rules at all, and they only rely on the word "joy" to do things.

But useful information can often be obtained in a mixed place. An Jinshu had been here in his previous life, but now it was just another visit.

She wasn't afraid and didn't care about the teasing around her, but that didn't mean the other two didn't care.

Although Hong Li was afraid and hid behind An Jinshu, he would still have the courage to retort and tell the other person to shut up when faced with such extremely explicit and unpleasant words.

Wen Heng, on the other hand, was much more agile. If there was someone who came up with no eyes or someone who was spouting shit, he would just go over with his sword. Even if he didn't take the opponent's life, he would still leave some "good luck" on the opponent.

An Jinshu was the only one who didn't care about what these people said. She followed the route in her memory and finally saw the familiar wooden door when she was almost at the end.

She signaled Hong Li to knock on the door, but no one answered after knocking for a long time.

Until a white-haired old man popped up from the next room and said to them: "Stop knocking, people are dead."

died?

An Jinshu's hand that knocked on the door stopped in mid-air, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

That's not right. In the last life, she asked the other person to give her the love-seeking Gu, but the other party didn't behave well. This was not the same as the love-seeking Gu in the previous life. Why did the person die?

"Old man, could I please ask if this is Jiang Mao who lives here? That Jiang Mao who is like a god in investigating affairs." An Jinshu felt that it was necessary to confirm, lest she find the wrong place and make an mistake.

The old man nodded: "It was him. He sprained his feet after drinking a few days ago and fell into the lake. He died and disappeared."

After saying that, the old man closed the door and seemed unwilling to talk to them.

An Jinshu's face darkened. Another useful person was ruined. Could it be that God wanted to stop her? Is it really a sin for her to settle down?