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Jin Wushu stared at her hand that was holding the blade, her hand was trembling slightly.

His heart suddenly felt warm, but he sneered: "I'll let you go, no matter what happens, I'll let you go. But he would definitely not let Yue Pengju go! As long as I still have one breath, I will definitely find an opportunity to kill him! "

His hand tightened around the wound on his waist. This was the first time he had lost his way on the sea and he was shot down by Yue Pengju. Such a great enemy, as long as he was still alive for a day, would never let him get away with it.

Hua Rong was not surprised by his answer, everything was exactly as she expected.

Just disappointed.

"Fourth Prince, you are a hero. "He still won't lie to me until now."

He was almost screaming, "I've never lied to you, you've always lied to me. Hua Rong, you lied to me. You once said that you liked me, said that you truly liked me, but, you were all lying to me. Hua Rong, you are the liar! "

"But, since you're unwilling to let go of Penga, why should I let you go?"

"Between you and I, why are you dragging Yue Pengju into this? What the hell is he? "

"He's my husband. I am no different from him! "

Jin Wushu's eyes seemed to nearly bulge out of their sockets. "I really hate myself …"

"Oh?"

"I hate myself for always pretending to be a gentleman in front of you. I hate how I didn't use force on you when I was still in the Liu Jia Temple. If so, your son has given birth to me. How can there be so many twists and turns? "

A heavy slap still landed on the other side of his face.

This slap was no longer a slight pain, but a fiery one. The blood at the corner of his mouth flowed, and even one of his teeth had fallen.

This woman, her attacks were so heavy. Was she a woman?

He glared at her angrily, and her eyes burned with an intense flame, like a lion about to explode — a terrible lion he had never seen before.

However, the resentment was in his heart and he could no longer hold it in. He continued to speak, "My second brother forced Princess Maude to submit to him. My second brother often said that if you can't get a woman's body, then you can't get a woman's heart. I have always believed in myself as an expert in literature and martial arts, and since then only women have been given to me to choose from. There is no reason why I should use force against women — only I, this crown prince, can use force countless times. If we forced you, you and I, into a group, would you not give up? Unfortunately, I have eyes but could not see as I watched you marry Yue Pengju. Otherwise, what chance did he, Yue Pengju, have? What did he do for you? However, you just had to be dead set on him. If someone who gives their heart can't get it, and Yue Pengju doesn't give anything, then why is he even going against you? Why? Hua Rong, you stupid woman, the number one stupid woman in the world. "You will always regret it. You will definitely regret it …"

Hua Rong was in disbelief.

What did Peng Jian do? Every time during a crisis, they would rescue him! In the most difficult days of Peng Ju's life, he had abandoned his great future and went into seclusion at the border. He had spent his days taking care of and serving the Tiger Bone Ganoderma.

However, she naturally would not refute Jin Wushu about these, because there was no need at all.

"You foolish woman, the way I treat you is inferior to the position King Qin holds in your heart …" When he mentioned King Qin himself, he was so furious that he almost vomited blood. As a result, he opened his mouth and spat out blood, "King Qin, this demon, this prince will definitely kill him too! If I don't kill him in this life, I swear I won't be a human! "

Some of the blood fell on his shirt, some on the corner of his mouth, and some on his swollen cheek — it was like breaking silver teeth and swallowing them.

Hua Rong stared at his battered appearance, angry to the point of almost jumping up, and said slowly: "Fourth Prince, are you trying to stall for time?"

He really jumped up: "Hua Rong! Tell me, what plans have I used in front of you? "You say?"

Hua Rong did not speak, she only pricked up her ears and heard the gentle breeze blowing through the forest. The weather was clear, and some of the animals that were normally hibernating jumped out one after another, jumping around happily in the forest. Some of the marmots on the ground arched high and drew on the thick, rotting leaves on the ground like a tiny whirlwind that passed by before stopping.

There were no Horseshoe, no one chasing after them.

Everyone chased after the cove ahead.

Her expression suddenly changed.

Jin Wushu had been staring at the change in her expression the entire time, and seeing her act, he laughed: "Hua Rong, I don't know where we are either."

"Oh?" "It's not too far from the road outside anyway."

In less than an hour, where could a horse escape to?

In the end, Jin Wushu still could not hold it in and said hatefully, "Are you worried about Yue Pengju?"

She nodded frankly.

"Hahaha, to tell you the truth, this prince has already ambushed soldiers in the cove ahead. Yue Pengju died the moment he leaped over. As long as he passed by, there would be no escape for him... Hahaha, Hua Rong, it's a pity that you can't catch up, after all this time, it's too late to stop you. "

Seeing Hua Rong's sudden change in expression, he was overjoyed. "Haha, Hua Rong, what are you afraid of? This is your territory, kill me whenever you want! We can kill him right now. This way, on the road to the Yellow Springs, I will have Yue Pengju as my companion and not be lonely. "Hahaha …"

Her smiling face was too complacent, Hua Rong raised her blade and cut down.

Jin Wushu was stunned, the smile on his face froze, and blood started flowing out, he did not know if it was cold or hot, he did not feel anything. It wasn't anger, nor was it fear, nor was it despair. It was a type of sorrow, a sorrow that seeped into the bones …

At this moment, the sun was so bright, the birds were chirping so clearly, the ancient pine was already alive, and New Year's Eve was coming, and so was spring.

Jin Wushu looked at the blood that was gushing out, as if it was not his.

Hua Rong looked at the blade in her hand and then at the sword on her waist. Under the shining sunlight, the blood that dripped to the ground turned into a red petal.

In her entire life, she had never killed someone so directly, and she rarely used a knife because women were always more sensitive to blood. What was even more unexpected was that one day, this blade was stained with the blood of an old friend.

Old friends!

Or an enemy.

The knife was his. She had taken it from his waist the moment she had fallen. She had been waiting for that moment for a long time. It had been a good opportunity when he'd rushed into the sea of flames to pick her up, but she hadn't been a match for him with her bare hands. She'd even thought of killing him midway, but she was still planning for the best timing. Thus, Yue Pengju brought this opportunity over. He was heavily injured by that arrow. He couldn't use any strength or control his strength.

If he didn't act now, then when?

Her hand moved down, almost touching that beautiful red. Her heart palpitated as she threw down her knife with a bang and turned to leave.

Since it was his, then he might as well accompany him.

Behind him, Jin Wushu's body leaned on a big tree and slowly fell down.

The tree swayed a little, and he closed his eyes, as if he had died. However, she didn't die. Her mind was so clear. She opened her eyes wide and looked at her back.

Hua Rong walked a few steps before stopping and saying in an extremely calm voice, "You are right, anyone in this world can kill you, but I cannot. Between you and me, I hope it's over and that we'll never see each other again. "

His mouth trembled, unable to speak.

Hua Rong suddenly turned her head and walked over. She squatted beside Yue Yang and carefully looked at him.

In desperation, as if he felt a flash of light, he opened his eyes wide. What was she trying to do? Healing his own injuries? Bandage him?

She stretched out her hand, and he felt a surge of joy in his heart. Was she trying to help him up? He slightly opened his mouth. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. She fumbled with him.

His armor had long since been stripped off, and his clothes were in a mess. There was a burnt smell on his clothes, and when his hands came into contact with the armor, it was almost torn apart. And because of that, her hand almost touched his half-naked body.

A heart-wrenching pain, a strange enchantment. His body trembled strangely, half hot, half cold. The direct contact between the skin and gave off a strange warmth, as if it was the best medicine in the world.

Her hand rested on his waist. Her hand was warm. That hand was no longer as smooth as it was before. It was clearly the result of him practicing his archery over the past two years. It was also because of this that she was gradually losing those exceptionally beautiful things — women's most treasured looks, flower-like looks, and hands were also a part of it.

They could no longer compare to those twenty-eight beauties who were singing and playing the zither.

There was a price to be paid for everything.

If she was stronger than others, her looks would gradually become worse than others — because of her diligent and diligent training.

It was no longer soft like bone, nor was it silk of the highest quality. It was even slightly thick. He could faintly feel it on the hands of the woman he had been in contact with these days. However, there was a rough and wonderful feeling to it. It wasn't soft at all. It rested on that piece of skin, and it was warm. It was hard to tell if the pain from that wound was healing or numbing.

It was difficult for him to move, so he could only roll his eyes and stare at her, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

She actually giggled and moved her hand away from it like a child.

He was extremely disappointed.

A black plate appeared in her hands, with Jin Wushu's name written on it in gold.

Female true writing was not widespread, not to mention the Song people, even most female practitioners, and even female nobleman would not know what it was. Even if it fell on the ground, there would not be many people who would have any ideas about it, at most thinking it was just an ordinary piece of metal, and would not even look at it. Jin Wushu did not take it seriously, so he placed it on himself.

Hua Rong looked at it carefully a few times. Actually, she didn't know what it was, but after thinking about it again, she decided not to return it to him. Then she reached out again, to his left side.

There were no injuries here. Even when her hand stopped moving, he could only roll his eyes and stare as she quickly removed the jade pendant from his body.

On the jade, there was the word "Confession". It was a badge given by the Old Wolf Master, each of the princes had one each. Almost every crown prince carried this jade pendant with them, and it became one of their symbols.

Other than these, she also found an exquisite saddlebag with a string of golden leaf inside. She was extremely pleased with herself: "Fourth Prince, I'm sorry, I took this too. When you were burning, killing and looting in the Song Kingdom, you probably never knew of homelessness, poverty and the suffering of the people. Fourth Prince, if you have no money, no followers, and no proof of your identity, if you are not as good as bandits at robbing, how will you live? Do you want to experience what it's like to be a penniless homeless person in the tens of thousands because of the scourge of war? "