Lan Congxiao

"I've learned it. If it wasn't for a sneak attack, I'm afraid it would be difficult for you to seal it." He was not in a hurry. But Lin Qiuzhu's true biography is exhausted.

"It doesn't matter if it's a frontal attack or a sneak attack, it counts when you win. Let me ask you, was Zongzheng Shan responsible for the murder of Qiao's family?" Zongzheng Shan's face darkened in the darkness when he asked straight to the point.During the short period of Xun Fei's coma, this was also the question he thought about, but after much deliberation, there was only one answer left.

"And how did you figure out that this matter has something to do with my elder brother?"

"That's called retribution. If he didn't do any outrageous things, how could he become the person he is today?" The cycle of karma and retribution is not good.

"What? I have inquired about it. Your mother is poisoned by toad, and your brother is crazy. You and your father are the only ones left. You don't want to leave your father alone, do you?" The silver needle that was looted was pierced towards an acupuncture point on his shoulder, piercing three points, and struck fiercely.

"Don't struggle and call for help. This acupuncture point magnifies your pain sensation tenfold. Now even a strand of hair will make you feel excruciating pain. Don't let it get you out of your mind." He said as he pulled down a strand of hair Gently brushing across Zongzheng's face, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, but he endured it and insisted on not making a sound.

"What exactly do you want?" Zongzhengshan understood that this child is no longer as easy to coax as it was three years ago, and Lin Qiuzhu still insists on a gentleman's demeanor, Xun Fei is just a child, without any sense of proportion or scale.

"I'll let you take a good rest for a while. I've been very energetic after sleeping for a few hours, but you should rest quickly and don't get tired." He covered Zongzhengmu's mouth and threw it on the bed, and cut off a small needle to prevent it from getting tired. He took it out by himself, "I won't prevent you from resting."

"Xun Fei, you and I met once, I advise you to stop quickly, the Zongzheng family is not something you can provoke." Zongzhengmu was in indescribably in pain, and forced himself to utter a word from between his teeth.

"The Qiao family is not something you can provoke." Pulling the quilt to cover people, he turned and left.

The medicinal properties of the Zongzheng Mountain Mandala gradually faded, and he sat tremblingly by the table. There was a yin horn rope on the table, and the golden light flowed down, but the cold aura had long since disappeared with the master's martial arts. up.

Alone in silence, stretched out his hand to touch his right arm, unconscious.He will never forget that person's appearance, so he blocked the horns with his bare hands, and the long sword pierced straight through his right arm. Whenever he thought about it, that piercing pain would come from his heart.

In a daze, he remembered the murder case of Qiao's family back then. In fact, all of this was because he accidentally learned that his mother was Qiao Ancheng's daughter when he was a child, but he had never met that grandfather, and that person had never treated him as a grandson.

Zongzhengshan respects his mother very much. He still remembers that when he was young, his mother had a hidden disease in her legs. When it was rainy, the pain was unbearable, and the hot compress on her knees was able to relieve it.After getting a little older, I learned that my mother's legs fell off after kneeling in front of Qiao's house for three days and three nights in a snowy day, but my grandfather was indifferent, regardless of his own daughter's life and death, and let her kneel down. Bloody, bloody.

Zongzhengshan hated the Qiao family since he was a child, and his mother made clothes every year, not for their brothers, but for the little grandson of the Qiao family, who carried the writing brush made by the young master of the Qiao family every day. .Zongzhengshan remembered that once he was caught in a fire, he snatched the bug and threw it out of the window. As a result, his mother was so sad that he was punished by his father and broke a cane abruptly. Since then, he never dared to act rashly .

The murder of the Qiao family, Zongzhengshan still only thinks it is a dream.

That year, my mother was exposed to the wind and cold, but Qiao Ancheng's birthday was approaching. She embroidered a portrait of a long-lived man day and night to celebrate her father's birthday, and sent it to Qiao's family by herself.

Zongzhengshan knew very well that the Qiao family never accepted the annual congratulatory gifts, and when they heard that it was Zongzheng's family, they closed the door and disappeared.

That day, he rushed to Qiao's house with the embroidery of "Longevity Man", and when he heard that the visitor's surname was Zongzheng, he immediately issued an order to evict the visitor.Zongzhengshan broke into the lobby with congratulatory gifts regardless of March 21 and [-].It was the first time I met my grandpa face to face. She was sitting on the grand teacher's chair with gray hair but full of energy. She raised her eyes to look at Zongzhengmu. She couldn't see whether she liked it or disliked it. She just said softly, "Go back, so that your mother doesn't have to look here anymore. Delivered something."

"My mother misses you every year, so why do you insist on rejecting her? Isn't she your daughter?" Zongzhengshan asked angrily, but Qiao Ancheng only said, "I drove her out of the house back then. Never have any contact with Zongzheng's family again, just let her be Zongzheng's wife in peace and stability, don't have to worry about anything, the fate is over, so don't force it."

"What did my mother do wrong? My father said that when she knelt in front of the door for three days and three nights, you insisted on not seeing her. Now it's cloudy and rainy, and she's in pain. You're so hard-hearted." The young master Qiao Yule blocked it.

He vaguely remembered that Qiao Yule was a handsome young man with a very gentle personality compared to Qiao Ancheng. He reached out and pressed Zongzhengshan's wrist, and comforted him, "The grievances accumulated over the years cannot be resolved overnight. I accepted it for my father, you go back and thank my sister for me...thank your mother."

Qiao Yule originally wanted to resolve this tit-for-tat situation, but he never thought that Zongzhengshan's stubborn temper could not be appeased by him.

His hand was thrown away, and Zongzheng Shan squinted, "I have accumulated grievances for many years. I think you are stubborn. Today I must ask you to open this picture."

When Qiao Ancheng was young, he was a knight-errant, and his temper would never be too gentle. Seeing this scene, he was even more angry and said, "Go away!" Unfortunately, it fell into the brazier on the side. The material was flammable, and it burned all over the picture in a blink of an eye. It was too late for Qiao Yule to save the picture, and it was burned to ashes.

"You!" Zongzhengshan was about to make a move, but was blocked by Qiao Yule's twisted wrist, "Don't, it's just a coincidence, it's really unintentional, so there's no need to make such a big move."

"Unintentional, I think it was intentional! What kind of philanthropic Master Qiao is so unkind to his daughter, they really misjudged the person." Zongzheng Shankou said without hesitation, Qiao Yule took a deep breath and explained, " You go back and return to your mother. The Qiao family accepts this gift, and I would like to thank her for her kindness. What you want is that your mother can be at ease, and the things that can be solved are not too bad. If you use force today, you will be sad. Inevitably her share, please think twice."

"The Qiao family has exhausted all the words. What else can I say? After all, the old man has not been receiving gifts for many years. I hope I don't have to suffer this anger again next year." The mean sentence angered Qiao Yu Le "Shan'er, I believe your mother will not teach you like this, but I, as an uncle in blood, advise you that there is a limit to everything."

"I don't need your blood uncle to teach me."

"You don't have to come here from now on, we don't owe each other." Master Qiao left a sentence, his expression was not angry, and he didn't care at all.

"Grandpa!" Suddenly a childish voice came, and when Zongzhengshan turned his head, he saw a child with a big mask jumping in. Looking at the size of about eight or nine years old, Mr. Qiao showed all his strength. Kind and kind, even though the child is not young, he still hugged the child, "Fei'er, why did you sneak back by yourself again?"

"Grandpa's birthday, I miss you." The child was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, but Zongzhengshan knew that this was the young master of the Qiao family, the child whose mother had missed him for many years.

"Fei'er, take off the mask." Qiao Yule stretched out his hand to take it off, but was firmly protected by the child. How nice it is to win."

"Don't pick it, don't pick it. If Fei'er likes it, grandpa will ask you to make some more for you." Mrs. Qiao obviously loved the child in every possible way, hugged her in her arms, and couldn't tolerate other people in her eyes.

"Grandpa is the best, hey... who is this brother?" Zongzhengshan turned his head subconsciously, "Are you here to celebrate Grandpa's birthday? Hello, brother!"

"It's just a guest." Master Qiao was perfunctory, and Qiao Yule was afraid that there would be more smoke later, so he pulled the child away, "Fei'er, go find your mother in the backyard, don't hinder grandpa from entertaining guests."

"Is my brother going to live in our house? Can he go to the backyard to play with me?" The child was innocent and ignorant, Zong Zhengmu was even more disgusted when he saw this. Qiao Ancheng loved this child in every possible way, but he loved his mother I don't care about it.

"Okay, go quickly, don't disturb grandpa." Qiao Yule wanted to stay with Zhou Xuan, but the child was naughty and refused to leave, so he could only hug him and send him to the backyard.

Zongzhengshan left Qiao's house, lingered in the city and refused to leave, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he became murderous.

He knew very well that his martial arts were not low, but when they fought secretly today, although Qiao Yule had never shown his edge, it was obvious that his martial arts could restrain him.

"Fei'er...you can take your Fei'er to the underworld to celebrate your birthday."