half face makeup

All disappeared.

She is 24 years old, she has never grown up, but she is already old.

008

Long Liuzhi died.

Di Jinzhuang started with extreme cruelty, and then officially took control of Meng Poting and Wang Chuanhe, and agreed on the plan for the power of the Ten Temples of Yama.

The mask with red stripes on the black background is like a raging fire burning in hell, burning up the world.

On the night when he ascended the throne as Wu Guan Wang, Gao Daiyue brought the replica sleeve arrow matching Wu Guan Wang Ling to meet him. He opened the door and entered, and saw the man who controlled the power of the underworld Meng Poting half leaning on the sofa, standing upright in fear of the cold. The high collar was raised, the mask was left aside, the heavy make-up and cold face was tired, and the side of the face was too pale under the light, but it carried a kind of morbid nobleness.

"Master Zhuang, things are ready." Gao Daiyue didn't overdo it.

Di Jinzhuang silently sipped alcohol for a long while, and finally stretched out his hand casually, allowing him to help put on the finger puller.

The base of obsidian, coupled with blood chalcedony, is so majestic and dignified.

"Dai Yue is very caring." Di Jinzhuang slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, his tone was gentle, but his pupils under the thick black eyelashes were still indifferent.

Gao Daiyue looked at the hand under the pale light, it was slender and cold, and the jade ring finger cut off the slenderness that belonged to her alone, making it majestic and inviolable.

He whispered: "I've been tired all night, why don't you rest?"

Putting down the teacup, she said lightly, "I always feel that I don't get enough sleep, so it's better not to sleep."

"You need to rest for a while, even if you only sleep for two hours." Gao Dayue rarely insisted, "I'll keep watch for you."

"unnecessary."

A torrent of disappointment suddenly surged in Gao Daiyue's heart, and his usually observant personality forgot to accept it when he saw it, and he smiled wryly, "Master Zhuang, even I can't bear it these few years. You have not recovered from your old illness, so you should rest."

With all the make-up dripping down, she slowly turned her head to look at him, her loose forehead hair blocked her cool pupils, adding a touch of elegance: "This is what you pay attention to? The way to keep in good health? Gao Daiyue, I don't agree with your three views, get out of here." go out."

It's always like this, Gao Daiyue's heart gradually became turbulent, and the color of disappointment spread, she was always like this.

When those old friends were still there, the girl still accepted care and laughed despite her life-or-death sneer—and now, those things that were there before are gone.

Those old friends died one after another. She sharpened herself over and over again. She chose this kind of life like a blade. She would never let sleep go, and avoid getting duller. Otherwise, let alone the past, she would not even cut the road to the future. .

Gao Dayue gently knocked on the door, and chewed a cigarette under the colorful neon lights coming in from the window.

When I put all my makeup on and set up the marriage chess game, I summed up my previous mistakes and thought about it, as if I realized a fact: "It's my fault. I only planned my destiny for a period of time, and forgot to calculate the path after calculation."

She smiled faintly, and lowered her dark eyes: "If that's the case, then it's time for me to die."

A chess game of marriage fate, once destroyed to death.

On the eve of the banquet to establish Yishu's identity, Di Jinzhuang suddenly casually walked on the green belt of the private hospital, looking at the few winter jasmine flowers that were slowly withering in early May, bent down and broke one, and was fascinated for a long time.

"Xiaoji?" Di Jinzhuang suddenly made a sound in a daze.

The young man named Tan Yue was also taken aback for a moment, and then said respectfully behind him: "Master Zhuang, it's so late, what do you need?"

"fine."

I stay vaguely, and the makeup is going away.

009

If Gao Daiyue were to choose the most memorable scene in his life, it would not be that his thesis was highly praised by his doctoral supervisor and announced to the whole academy, nor would it be that he had achieved great success in a multinational company, and it would not be that he was chased by porn stars just because of a meal.

It was the downfall of that prosperous world.

In the early years, he bought a masterpiece, which was written by Ying Shuiqing, a master who is good at painting.This painting is completely different from his previous dull style, with strong colors. The ruins and ruins in the picture are shocking, the snow is falling softly, and a mayfly with broken wings is leaning on its own blood. ridicule.

Gao Dayue watched in silence, as if he felt the despair and pain of Ying Shuiqing when he was writing.

"Mayflies shaking trees are more terrifying than termites eating wood."

He once heard someone sighing in a low voice.

In his spare time, Gao Dayue often looked at the painting intently, and many times he couldn't help reaching out to touch the mayfly, but he quickly retracted it as if his hand was scalded, and finally just stroked the edge of the painting.

"The remaining prestige is still strong."

Gao Dayue knelt down on one knee slowly, with strong emotions in his eyes, the loneliness and grief of a drowning person isolated from the world.

With thousands of admiration.

Step by step, year by year, from 17 years old to 28 years old, 11 years, he witnessed the girl's youthful years, and also witnessed her gradually aging through the years.

Dale, who was married by Di Jinzhuang, once explained a fact to him: I think your life is not bad, so it is meaningless to marry you. I think the warm and happy one is the goddess of makeup.

He was suddenly confused, happiness?These two words are too far away from that girl, does she have a happy time?

no.

All her life, from birth to death, she chewed on despair indifferently.

"Master Makeup..."

Gao Daiyo laughed slowly, looking at the vat of water mixed with ink and wrapped in cotton wool on this night of the first seven days of the official Wang.

Looking forward a hundred times and turning a thousand times back, looking back three thousand times, looking at half of the city.

The muffled gongs and drums outside were like ghosts from the underworld, reminding again and again of the death of the stunning makeup goddess.

Facing the surface of the water, he suddenly smiled sullenly and miserably for a while.

"If there really is a hell in this world, let me fall into the fourth hall. Dai Yue is willing to be a ghost messenger under the name of the king of officials, who will live forever and live forever. He will never live beyond Meng Poting, and he will never be reborn!"

010

The next day, the sky was fine.

Gao Daiyue, a giant in the underworld, drowned in a vat, and died on the first seven nights of the official king.

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000

With one glance, thousands of years are gone, and with one finger, there are countless years, and there is only a drop of make-up here.

—— Ying Shuiqing

The reputation of the Gong family, no matter in appearance or reality, is really supported by palace makeup.

Ying Shuiqing had also heard of Gong Zhuang, but the first time she heard of it was only a good reputation——Gong Family Celestial Immortal.When the young master who represented the aristocratic family confided these simple four words, he really had endless aftertaste, wishing to put these four words between his lips and teeth over and over again all night, so that Man Yue would send lovesickness away.

There is no doubt that Gong Zhuang is a rare beauty, but this story is not about the love and hatred between Ying Shuiqing and Gong Zhuang.

From a macro point of view, among the intricate relationships among the three Bai families, the only one that remains unchanged from ancient times is the relationship between the Ying family and the Gong family - the mortal enemy among mortal enemies, the fighting enemy among mortal enemies, the hatred is as deep as the sea and cannot be reconciled.

From a microscopic point of view, it is because of a crucial character caught in it, this seemingly supporting character, is actually the most central protagonist, Gong Banmian.

001

Ying Shuiqing was 11 years old, and Ying Zijiao returned home with her daughter.

Thanks to Ying Zizheng's blessing, Ying Shuiqing finally saw the miraculous palace make-up that was passed on by outsiders. If he wanted to put it more humanely, it was his cousin.

One word to describe it, cold.

And it's not an ordinary unsuspecting iceberg, it doesn't look like a lady from a noble family pretending to be cold, but like a generation of kings, who have already led the land, and the majesty after the battle is inviolable, that person stands there, like an eternal snow mountain Exuding the coldness of eternal freezing, it was so cold that people could not breathe.

Although she is as beautiful as jade, she is buried in the coldness of a thousand years on the top of the mountain.

And Gong Zhuang made a move the next day after she came to Ying's house, which completely made Ying Shuiqing understand that this fairy really lacked feelings.

The matter originated from the Chi family, which is also one of the three Bai families. Speaking of historical inheritance, it may not be as far away as the Gongying family, but the foundation of the old ancestors has been passed down.Moreover, the Chi family has a very unique feature, that is, it has a close relationship with the underworld.According to Mi Xin, the Chi family's hole card is "Suzhuang Tang", a real killer hall, inherited in the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, but it pretends to be a Xianggong hall on the surface, and there are also a few actors and singers inside. After a hundred years of success, it has been extremely popular for a long time.

Among the "Suzhuangtang", those who can be the head of the office are basically geniuses, and among these geniuses, those who can use "makeup" as their name are shocking geniuses.

It was also a coincidence, four or five years ago, when Ying Zijiu gave birth, the head of the Chi family, Chi went downstairs, had a relationship with her, fell in love with the daughter she gave birth to, and gave her a name and makeup.Over the years, he asked this talented genius with great potential to come to the "Suzhuangtang" many times, and threatened to teach in person.

Gong Zhuang didn't appreciate it, and because she was getting more and more annoyed by being urged more and more, she tied up Chi's head's daughter and broke off the little girl's ten fingers.

Afterwards, things got quite big, and it was not easy to be a peacemaker. Patriarch Chi also served as the class leader of Suzhuangtang, and he possessed unique skills. If he was further angered and launched the killing of Suzhuangtang Unexpectedly, the enmity formed between the three Bai families became as thick as oil.

At this moment, Ying Shuiqing saw the "shadow".

002

Under the cold light of the private hospital, Gong Zhuang looked out of the window, half of her face was covered by shadows, she looked like a god of evil, no one dared to provoke her - and neither did Ying Shuiqing.

The Ying family is a feminist family, and the position of the head of the family is basically inherited by a woman. That is to say, without accident, Gong Zhuang may be the only heir of the Gong family and the Ying family. With such a prominent status, even if he is a cousin, he can What did you provoke?

Nothing more than fishy.

At this time, there was suddenly the sound of a sports car braking suddenly, then the sound of water splashing in all directions, and then the sound of footsteps coming, Ying Shuiqing turned his head to look - at that moment he thought he saw Gong Zhuang!

However, that is not palace makeup, so I can be sure that it is not. The girl has slightly wet long hair, and the white dress of the same style does not look like the queen's crown dress on her. People feel gentle and beautiful.

The girl glanced at Ying Shuiqing, and then ran towards Gongzhuang. The slender ankles under the skirt matched with the click of the small high heels, which was pleasing to the eye.

Gong Zhuang turned around with a tacit understanding, and was stunned for a rare moment: "Why are you here?"

The girl was pinching her hair, trying to squeeze the water out, looking at Gong Zhuang and whispering: "You don't want to learn, and no one is forcing you."

Gong Zhuang's voice was colder than the lights of the hospital: "Old Man Chi forced me."

The girl raised her hand and stroked Gong Zhuang's hair: "No one can force you."

Ying Shuiqing was taken aback for a moment, because this girl dared to touch Gong Zhuang's head, which was as challenging as touching a tiger's butt, even Gong Zhuang's biological mother, Ying Zizhen, couldn't touch her as she wanted, Gong Zhuang seemed to be a She has a sharp blade that can cut anyone who comes near her at will.

But the girl naturally went too far, Ying Shuiqing was staring blankly, Ying Zitian came out of the ward, glanced at the two girls who were talking, and said clearly: "That child is a 'shadow'. "

shadow?

Ying Shuiqing suddenly realized that the direct line of the Baidao family must not be stained with any stains. However, once they get into trouble and cannot get rid of it, then they will use the most direct method-replace it with their own "shadow". .

This "shadow" is generally raised from childhood, has a similar appearance, and stays by your side, is familiar with your every move, knows your likes and dislikes, and does not show a trace of cheating, so that when you take the blame in the future, it will be perfect.

Ying Shuiqing didn't stay any longer, looked at the gloomy sky outside the hospital, picked up his coat and got into the car waiting outside.

The next day, Gong Zhuang's "shadow" went to Chi's house to formally learn opera from a teacher.

Hearing that Chi went downstairs was not very satisfied, but the matter had come to this point, the Gong family and the Ying family also stated that they could not give an heir, so he could only accept this shadow with a blind eye.

It's just that Ying Shuiqing heard from her mother that Gong Zhuang had a deep affection for her "shadow", and tried to dissuade her from going in the middle of the night, but it still failed.

Ying Shuiqing thought this was a novelty - with Gong Zhuang's character, she didn't want to do anything alone, yet she didn't break her leg bone!Instead, I persuaded them most of the night!

This is almost as shocking as Hitler did not engage in Nazi concentration camps, but instead used speeches to influence the Jews.

Ying Zitian looked at her son like a stone statue and was silent for a long time, then asked plainly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ying Shuiqing came back to her senses, then fell silent again: "I'm just taking it slow."

003

The life in Suzhuangtang is cruel.

But according to Gong Zhuang, who has a previous record of beating up the master's daughter before passing, "Shadow"'s life in Suzhuangtang can only be more cruel, and to put it more profoundly, it is so cool that it is boundless. .

In the following days, for the sake of flexibility, "Shadow"'s body was twisted into various shapes and kept fixed for a long time. He got up every morning to practice his voice, and once his son who was late downstairs made friends with "Shadow" and dragged her to eat. A bowl of hot and sour rice noodles. I didn't expect to put too much chili seeds, which made her voice hoarse. As a result, the next day, the old man beat her with a rattan stick and punished her for copying the script fifty times.

Ying Shuiqing was finishing piano lessons for two hours that day, and it was hot in early summer. He went to do his homework under the shade of the parasol trees in the backyard as usual, with a bowl of sour plum soup in his hand, but he saw the girl when he looked up.

A sycamore tree, a small square table, a beautiful little girl with long black hair, sitting on a high wooden chair with dangling legs.The sun shines on her milky side face, quiet and serene.

At that moment, it seemed that there was only that little girl in the world, with her face sideways copying a large script, small and soft, as if the sunlight filled the whole space.

Ying Shuiqing's heart that had been as still as stagnant water seemed to be teased to life by the sunlight at that moment.

But after many years, he realized that at that moment, she was not the only one left in the world, but she was the only one in his heart.

Then Ying Shuiqing did a very low-level and stupid thing-he put down the sour plum soup, quietly took off a pen clipped on the front of his shirt, walked lightly behind the girl, and used a small pen like boys in this period. Tricks to fiddle with girls' hair.

The girl probably felt that something was wrong, so she didn't look back, she just stretched out her hand to pat her hair, Ying Shuiqing quickly put away her pen, and stayed silent for a while, after the girl stopped, she fiddled with her again.

The girl patted her hair again, this time she moved so fast that she almost caught the messy pen.

Ying Shuiqing still stood still for a while, and then took the trouble to tease again.

This time the girl put down the pen with a slap, and before Ying Shuiqing could react, the girl grabbed the high wooden chair under her body and threw it out, and then kicked it firmly and ruthlessly!

A large stack of homework in Ying Shuiqing's arms flew all over the ground like a white dove, and the whole person fell back a few meters.

The girl turned her head back, with slightly irritated eyes and cold eyes, but disappeared the moment she saw Ying Shuiqing, she was stunned for a moment, then bent down and started to help pick up the homework, the white skirt was spread on the floor: "Qingqing, it's you ah."

Ying Shuiqing took a moment to stand up silently.

Qingqing?

It's very fluent, who did you learn from?

Ying Shuiqing doesn't think that she learned from Gong Zhuang. Every time Gong Zhuang speaks, although she doesn't hold a gun and a stick, she is definitely not close enough. She usually dismisses it with "Master Ying's family".

But Ying Shuiqing did not refute, the girl's voice was so beautiful, like a crispy sweet steamed cake.

"What are you writing?" Ying Shuiqing took the stack of homework she picked up and asked casually.

"The master punished me for copying the script." The girl raised her face, her bangs were turned to one side, her eyes were slightly squinted because of the sunlight, and her dark eyelashes were connected into one piece, which was so beautiful that it made people lose their minds.

Ying Shuiqing glanced at the small square table, the script of the play was very thick, the girl in front of her was only at the age of learning to write, and she was copying with bumps and bumps, half of her sleeve was wet with ink.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I'll copy it for you."

The girl didn't react too much, she just looked at him and smiled slightly: "I'm not a palace makeup."

"I know you're not."

"Pleasing me is not the same as pleasing Gongzhuang."

"I didn't want to please her."

"Great, then copy it."

The girl simply clarified the pros and cons, stopped talking, sorted out the drama script, and then drank sour plum soup on her own initiative, holding the homework that Ying Shuiqing brought, and opened it aimlessly, leaving Ying Shuiqing to say what she said. Four horses can't catch up to help copy the script.

This copying lasted until midnight.

Ying Shuiqing's wrists were numb even after copying, she didn't move a bit of the homework, and only handed the script to the girl: "Don't make a mistake next time."

"It's not my fault."

Ying Shuiqing frowned: "Patriarch Chi asked you to copy the script fifty times, have you made any mistakes yet?"

"It's him who protects his shortcomings, but he's just trying to torment other people's houses." The girl counted and punished the paper, "but it's also fortunate that I went, my sister demolished his house on a whim at most, but I can have a long history with him—— Master filial piety is very skillful."

"Gongzhuang—" Ying Shuiqing asked, "Is it your sister?"

"The direct descendants of the Ying family probably know about it." The girl finished counting the papers she had copied, stomped on the small square table, raised her head and smiled, "Qingqing, I'm Gong Zhuang's older sister, Gong Banmian."

004

Ying Zilu gave birth to a pair of twins, and only the direct descendants of the aristocratic family knew this.

The reason why she didn't support the elder sister and chose the younger sister was because of Ying Zilu's natural psychological shadow - she was the youngest daughter of the Ying family generation. After substituting this emotion, she naturally chose her own youngest daughter The more important reason is that the twins were born as conjoined twins, and the situation was critical at that time, and the conjoined part was in the heart, connected by several large blood vessels, so the doctor had to administer anesthesia. Anesthesia was injected on the elder sister's neck, but because the baby's physical condition was extremely vulnerable, although they were successfully isolated after the operation, the elder sister's behavior was slow due to the anesthetic. affected to a certain extent.

After that, Gong Zhuang is the proud daughter of heaven, and Gong Banmian is her shadow.

Gong Fumian, the former patriarch of the Gong family and the father of the twins of the Gong family, also questioned the way his sons favored one another.However, Ying Zizhen just said indifferently: "This is not capriciousness, it is the power of palace makeup."

So no one expected that for Gong Zhuang's power and for the future of Gong Zhuang, Gong Banmian paid the price of his whole life.

During the few years when the Ying family and the Gong family seemed to live in peace, even Gong Zhuang didn't know when Gong Banmian had a hellish love for Shui Qing. From a parrot.

That damned parrot has a flamboyant English name "Pumpkin". It was Ying Shuiqing's eight-year-old birthday present.Fortunately, it died in a cold winter when Ying Shuiqing was 16 years old. It should be regarded as the end of his life, because in that autumn Pumpkin was very depressed, and even Ying Shuiqing was a little anxious for no reason. , Corresponding to Shui Qing, she will find another Pumpkin for him.

But when the unsightly parrot got pigtailed, relatives from all over the world sent condolence gifts, including various birdcages with extremely noisy parrots. I don’t know how many are similar to Pumpkin, and there are even some who can. It is the same as Pumpkin memorizing Tang poetry and Song Ci.

Ying Shuiqing thanked all parties, and picked up a ballpoint pen to tease one of the parrots. The eyes were no different from looking at Pumpkin. In fact, Pumpkin was nothing more than that in his heart. He had too little affection, so he gave one to accompany him for six years. All parrots are mean, let alone others.

At this moment, Gong Ban came from afar, carrying a birdcage, and stared blankly at Ying Shuiqing sitting among a pile of presents, with a carved sandalwood cage on his lap, inside which was a colorful parrot carrying a birdcage. "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".

Ying Shuiqing didn't raise her head, but said to the steward next to her, "This one is pretty smart, keep it for now, and sell it as gifts from others."

The butler nodded.

A sudden realization appeared in Gong Banmian's eyes at that moment, and Gong Zhuang had already known this understanding and reminded her, but she was caught in it.In fact, she should have known it earlier, but it's not too late now.

Gong Banmian slammed the shoddy plastic cage into pieces, grabbed the frightened parrot inside and threw it into the sky, the parrot, which looked nothing like Pumpkin, fled in fright, its feathers fell, Gong Banmian's expression remained the same.

She had said that she would find another Pumpkin for him.

But he never cherished it.

Later that night, Gong Zhuang asked Ban Mian: "Where did you get that parrot?"

Gong Banmian seemed extremely tired, and responded, "I bought it."

Gong Zhuang said: "No, that one flies very well, it's a wild parrot, when did you learn how to catch birds?"

Gong Ban was silent for a long time, and suddenly leaned over Gong Zhuang's pillow: "Close your eyes, I want to sleep."

Gong Zhuang listened to her sister's words the most. At this moment, she closed her eyes obediently, and stretched out her hand to hug her waist. Gong Banmian also patted her sister's back, sticking her cheek on Gong Zhuang's forehead and hair, and said in a warm and hollow voice: "What an embarrassment?" , if you don’t laugh at me, I won’t laugh at you in the future.”

Gong Zhuang smiled slowly.

——Actually, Gong Banmian, I will never be seen by you as embarrassing for love.

——Because I don't allow you to abandon me, and you will never leave me for the rest of your life.

Gong Zhuang guessed right, the parrot was a wild one, and it was hunted very early. In the autumn of that year, Pumpkin was taken as a spare tire when he was half dead.

The one who took it was a bird dealer, and Gong Banmian wandered around with the bird dealer, wandering in inaccessible places for four or five days, the fracture of his right leg dragged on for two days.

Gong Zhuang was naturally furious, ordered someone to call the bird dealer, crumpled up a roll of information and threw it on him: "My person is broken, but you are fine, you are fine!"

The bird dealer took a step back in fright, and said submissively: "Grandma, this fate is determined by destiny, and it can't be all my fault, can it?" After laughing for a while, he muttered suspiciously, "But, your... I learned the method of □□ parrot here, and this parrot also recognized me, but then the little thing flew back by itself, and no one answered when I asked, this is... no? Why start so... "

Gong Zhuang interrupted him: "Kill it."

The bird dealer stopped talking, and was stunned.

Gong Zhuang wrote lightly: "Slaughter the stew, remember to pluck the hair clean, add more seasoning, chop the bones and feed them to the dogs."

The bird dealer was dumbfounded: "This..."

Gong Zhuang sneered: "What?"

The bird dealer obviously couldn't understand: "That little thing, who has been teaching you for half a month, and finally memorized a song "Plucking Wei", just stewed like this... Is it too much... Besides, the parrot meat is not good. tasty."

"Can you recite poems?" Gong Zhuang narrowed her eyes, "Then remember to pull out its tongue."

After talking about the palace makeup, the bird dealer was driven out, and he picked up a glass of water on the table and took a sip.

Gong Zhuang already knew how difficult it was for her sister to get a parrot for Ying Shuiqing.She had done enough to try to make up the difference with the thing that didn't look like a Pumpkin at all, but the wild thing couldn't match the Pumpkin after all.

Just like he is Ying Shuiqing and she is Gong Banmian.

So she tried her best, but he dismissed it.

005

The palace family fell.

Such a huge monster with an empty interior is like an inflatable lion in front of a supermarket. It only needs a small needle hole to slowly empty out, not to mention being hit on the head by Ying Jia, it will die faster.

It's just that Gong Fu never thought that his wife would kill him, and Ying Zilu never thought that his daughter would betray him.

And in this generation, they didn't expect that day to come so soon.

In fact, Ying Shuiqing didn't expect it either, even though he was one of the masterminds.

He has been with the sisters of the Gong family for a long time, and he has probably figured out the personalities of Gong Banmian and Gong Zhuang. Gong Zhuang, the Long Live Lord, does not say that he is a road roller. No matter where the soil is shoveled, it will be rumbled all the way, sure. The pressure is even lower than that of the airport; and her shadow is a ghost, and she never beats people knowingly, basically doing things in secret, very sinister, and everything is directed towards her sister - this makes Ying Shui Qing is very heartwarming, if this sister is divorced, his plan will definitely go much smoother.

He thinks he likes Gong Banmian a little bit, but it's hard to say, after all, before, he always thought he liked Pumpkin very much, but later, when that pet died, he died, and he didn't even go to the grave during Qingming Festival.

It is true that the blood of the Ying family lacks emotion.

Even so, anyone with a discerning eye can see that no matter from which point of view, Gong Banmian's response to Shui Qing is really heart-wrenching. In the end, Ying Shuiqing sold her without saying a word, and by the way, completely dragged the Gong family to the end of the world. .

When Gong Banmian knew about this, he was silent for a while, and finally laughed silently, turned around and left without saying a word.

Before dawn on the second day, Gong Banmian sat on the vacant throne of the Patriarch of the Gong family, and as the head of the palace, Utero Banmian, ruthlessly issued a letter of war to the Ying family.

Gong Zhuang has no objection - she seconded.

But the Gong family really has nothing, Ying Zijiao almost emptied this huge family.But Gong Zhuang was very adventurous, so she took the risk.

In Myanmar, the palace makeup turned up her collar, lit a cigarette in a sheltered place, and looked back at the dirty alleys here between her fingers. It can be regarded as a dying struggle. If you really want to revive the palace family, you must do something serious. At least you have a decent skin. With a good skin, it is so easy to tell whether it is black or white.

Gong Zhuang escaped here for fourteen days, and then committed a large number of murders and escaped smoothly.

As expected after returning home, I saw Gong Banmian sitting at the table looking at her, dressed in men's clothes, her face was cold, pale and sickly, with five fingers clenched on the table, she said silently: "Gong Zhuang, come here .”

Gong Zhuang was already uneasy in her heart, seeing that her sister had never looked at herself with that kind of eyes, she was inexplicably irritable at the moment: "Isn't it just selling poison to kill people? What's there to care about?"

"What's there to worry about?" Gong Banmian repeated in a low voice, and then his voice suddenly changed, with anger about to storm, "I'm worrying about this with you?"

Gong Zhuang never thought that one day her sister would scold her, and looked at her seriously: "Then what are you fussing about?"

Gong Ban was silent for a long time, suddenly sighed very low, raised his eyes slightly, Gong Zhuang saw her clear and tired eyes.

His eyes were filled with soul-stirring sadness.

There is only sadness, and only sadness.

"I've sold everything I can." This was the last sentence Gong Banmian said.

Then Gong Banmian fulfilled his duties as a "shadow" and died for Gong Zhuang.

Until many years later, Gong Zhuang never gave up ordering someone to check the source of the money in the bank card, because no matter how the Gong family sold it, it was impossible to have so much money. Later, the news was finally handed over to Gong Zhuang, saying that it was found in the black market. A few years ago, there was a record of Gong Banmian selling things.

Gong Zhuang asked: "What is so valuable?"

The informant said: "Two kilograms of blood, four pieces of bone marrow, half a piece of liver, and one kidney."

Gong Zhuang suddenly felt cold all over, and suddenly understood what Gong Banmian said, "Sell everything that can be sold", what a cruel fact that is.

Back then, her face was pale, but she never understood her sorrow.

Gong Zhuang was silent for a long time, and threw the information in his hand on the ground: "Within a week, get rid of that buyer." After a pause, he continued, "There are also buyers of buyers, who have to return whatever they use, and give me nothing." Bring it back without loss."

The informant was still hesitant at first, but after Gong Zhuang smashed a table of porcelain, she no longer dared to stay any longer, and immediately backed out obediently. Gong Zhuang took a deep breath, looked at the bright sunshine from the vertical window, and felt a rage in her heart. With endless violence.

006

But the Ying family is simply unpopular, and the smuggling of this melee is very big, even involving the Chi family, and the collapse of the Chi family is partly because of the Ying family, and partly because of their own reasons up.

Their ancestral mental illness.

It is said that if you get sick, you have to be treated. Generations of the Chi family have been sick and treated like this. Regardless of the children of the Chi family, whether they are ten to 16 years old, they must live in a specific mental hospital and wait for their mental stability before making a succession. The owner's decision.

But the Ying family was very wicked, so Ying Zibao secretly contacted Chi Jiaoshe, the current head of the family and Chi's eldest son who went downstairs, and secretly released him from the mental hospital - because he kept saying that he was not sick.

Ying Jia felt that such a mentally ill person who said he was not ill was a very good psychotic bomb.

Sure enough, Chi's family was caught off guard.

Chi Xialou is very far-sighted. When Gong Fu, the patriarch of the Gong family, was still alive, he had a secret conversation with him, but Gong Fu didn't believe that his beloved wife would kill him. Chi Xialou couldn't stand his optimism, so Started to focus on teaching Gong Banmian.

When Gong Banmian was 14 years old, Chi went downstairs to arrange a teacher examination for her.

The location is in Suzhuang Remnant Ancient Building, the entrance of Suzhuangtang.

Gong Banmian walked in slowly, every step was like stepping into cotton wool, silent, the tall iron gate was in front of her, like a giant standing still in the years.

She looked up without fear, or rather carelessly, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and then she smiled slightly in the direction of Chi going downstairs.

"Start." Chi went downstairs and raised a hand expressionlessly.

The iron door burst open!

Gong Banmian rushed in quickly, his force at that moment was like a wild leopard, smashing the jaw of a killer in an instant!Immediately, he gave a hard elbow, and without waiting for the blood to splash on him, he instantly kicked the last killer in the chest with the help of reverse thrust.Then turn around again!The arm of the third killer was entangled by her and broke off forcefully. The fourth killer who came to help was also restrained by her.

The body fell to the ground with a muffled sound!

She took a deep breath, and after a brief silence, she sang like a burning phoenix and soared in the sky, attacks from all directions followed one after another!She attacked like a wild dance in that cramped space, her movements were smooth and flowing, extremely hot!

"Faster! Faster! Faster!" Chi went downstairs and said coldly.

With this sound of urging, Gong Banmian was able to speed up, and all those gorgeous skills on the stage were displayed, all of which were killing stunts, and the enchanting dancing posture turned into a snake that devoured people, with extremely ferocious fangs.

"Faster! Pay attention to your center of gravity! No matter how powerful the enemy is! Don't lean to any side!"

That figure is tall and upright, like white snow thorns on the top of a mountain, while killing the enemy, those thin thorns are also removed one by one, no matter how much damage the opponent has caused, it will always only attack, tireless .

"No time! Last five seconds!"

In the end, the child burst into a loud singing voice, and then spun violently!Endless spins!It was like a never-ending arc, with scraped blood on the edge, splashing like sparks from soldering iron, fresh and hot, those killer trial hands seemed to be cut by a sickle, and fell to the ground like wheat.

The sun shines on her through the sandalwood window, and the 14-year-old Gongban has a hidden arrogance, like an ancient still life painting.

She stood alone among the corpses, raised her hand, and slid down a lock of hair with two fingers. The sweat dripped down. Her pale figure was covered with light and shadow. She slowly raised her eyes and smiled. She was extremely gorgeous, but also as thin as water. Chinese rice paper.

"Beautiful, my protégé."

Chi went downstairs and slowly raised his hand, clapping, the empty applause gradually died down amidst the crows.

Gong Banmian was just smiling as usual, when Chi went downstairs and suddenly stepped forward and kicked her. The leader of Suzhuang Hall's skill is well-deserved, Gong Banmian hit the wall more than ten meters away behind him instantly, a mouthful of blood spewed out from the jaw, and then the pain polar curled up