This is the anti-theft badge
He had imagined countless times in his dreams that he would take her away,
But he only dared to dream,
Because he had always been very clear..,
What kind of position he had in her heart. In addition..,
She was used to the superior life of Zhuang Zhu's wife. It was impossible for her to abandon the glory and wealth and live a hard life with him.
After an unknown amount of time..,
Song Zhong finally opened his mouth to speak.
But he didn't dare to look directly into Si Huaiyun's eyes. He said with some difficulty, "Is it... He doesn't want you anymore?"
Si Huaiyun knew that her last-minute decision was indeed unexpected,
It wasn't strange for Song Zhong to have such a reaction. She said quietly, "I only ask you,
Are you willing to take me away? "
Song Zhong's cold eyes were filled with tenderness,
He suddenly said loudly, "I'll take you away!"
Si Huaiyun finally smiled. She could feel the determination in his words.
As an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts, she had no way to survive in this world without the title of the mistress of the Wansong Villa, just because of her face.
If she didn't have this face..,
She could still live the life of an ordinary person..,
Wait until the end of the plot and enter the next world. But she didn't want to personally destroy this face..,
She didn't want to be in fear every day.
Then she could only find someone who could protect her.
Si Huaiyun subconsciously thought of Song Zhong. Moreover, she didn't hate this infatuated boy.
Other than that..,
Si Huaiyun had decided to leave Liu Ruosong, but she wasn't sure if Liu Ruosong would let her go. He had always been a very confident man. He had been able to tolerate Qin Keqing interacting with other men because he knew very well that his wife had not really betrayed him.
For this man..,
The real betrayal was emotional.
When he knew that his wife had decided to leave him..,
What would he do? Would he still be as calm as before? Or..,
Choose to silence him? No matter how she thought about it, she felt that the cunning old man would not give up so easily.
Si Huaiyun did not want to die so early. She wanted to hang on until the end of the plot. She wanted to know what would happen to Ding Peng.
She sighed and continued, "Are you afraid of being hunted down?"
Song Zhong looked at her with the same infatuation and affection as before, but his hand was already on the sword at his waist.
He said, "I'm not afraid. I'll kill whoever comes. "
When he said that, Si Huaiyun's heart softened.
She suddenly felt that she shouldn't have dragged him into this mess, so she reminded him, "If you go with me, you might die. Or perhaps, from then on, no one in Jianghu will remember your name. "
If he had the slightest hesitation, then she would choose to leave this place alone.
Song Zhong smiled. The smile on his cold, sculpture-like face was as warm as the morning sun.
He did not waver at all and only said, "I don't care about the false reputation of Jianghu. I practice the sword and kill people, but it has always been for one person."
"I'm not afraid of death, because before I met you, I was already a dead man."
Si Huaiyun understood what he meant. A person without emotions, living blindly like a walking corpse, what was the difference between them and the dead?
Song Zhong suddenly held her hands tightly. His eyes had never been filled with such intense emotions. When she told him to take her away, his gloomy, hopeless life suddenly brightened up, and everything seemed to regain color.
"I won't let you live a hard life. Even if I have to be a bandit, I will let you eat well and wear good clothes."
"I don't want you to be a bandit, and I don't want you to kill people. I just want you to live well." Si Huaiyun's gaze softened. Her heart was touched by his intense emotions. She knew that the current her, even if she told Song Zhong to die, he would not even frown.
"Let's go." She softly said.
… …
Ding Peng woke up very early.
But when he woke up, he did not find Si Huaiyun.
Other than the faint fragrance on her body, there was nothing left of her.
He wanted to give the "Meteor Fall" sword manual to her for safekeeping, but at this moment, it was as if he had never taken it out, quietly lying in his arms.
But Ding Peng knew that he was not dreaming. A beautiful girl had indeed appeared in his life. She had mysteriously appeared, and after he found her, she had mysteriously disappeared. She was like a fleeting meteor, streaking across the sky and disappearing without a trace.
If he had never obtained her, perhaps Ding Peng would not be in as much pain as he was now.
He only felt as if his heart had been pierced by ten thousand arrows. His body was exhausted, as if he had not slept for three days and three nights. He had almost forgotten his agreement with Liu Ruosong. He had searched everywhere like a madman, and finally waited in this shabby little room until noon.
He had not eaten anything in the morning, so his stomach was very empty and very painful.
But Ding Peng did not care at all, because his heart was even more painful. The pain was enough to make him completely forget the discomfort in his body.
He was looking forward to seeing her at the door, but in the end, he did not see her.
Ding Peng could only drag his weak body to the Wan Song Villa.
Because he was going to have a decisive battle with Liu Ruosong, he had to maintain his full strength.
Right now, he was not absolutely sure that he could defeat Liu Ruosong, not only because he was very hungry and very tired.
Ding Peng tried hard to forget the memories related to her, and used the money he had earned to eat a very sumptuous lunch.
His stomach was very empty, and so was his heart. He ate the food in big mouthfuls, as if it was not only to fill the emptiness in his stomach.
Ding Peng saw that someone kept drinking, and the painful expression on his face turned into a kind of lost pleasure. Suddenly, he also wanted to try the taste of drinking. Could it really make him forget all the pain?
But he could not do that, because he had to eat and drink enough, stay sober, and go to the Wan Song Villa to apologize to Liu Zhuang Zhu.
Maybe Liu Zhuang Zhu was still waiting for him.
Thinking of this, Ding Peng got up and went to the Wan Song Villa.
The Wan Song Villa was indeed the place where Liu Ruosong, a famous figure in Jianghu, lived. It was spacious and magnificent. All the servants were neatly dressed, and their faces were respectful and gentle.
Even when they saw Ding Peng, who was wearing old clothes, these servants did not show any extra emotion.
But Ding Peng was destined to be disappointed, because Liu Ruosong was not in the villa.
The housekeeper of the Wan Song Villa told him to come back at the same time next month, because Liu Zhuang Zhu had to go out because of something.
Liu Zhuang Zhu had been waiting for him for a few hours, but he was still on his way back at that time.
Ding Peng felt a deep sense of guilt. Other than that, he also felt at a loss.
He could only leave the Wan Song Villa alone.
At this time, he did not know where to go, so he could only walk slowly on the road outside the villa.
Night had fallen, and there was no moon, so the road was very dark.
It was a summer night, but Ding Peng felt cold all over. He even felt cold when the dry and hot wind blew in his face.
He thought of Si Huaiyun again, and felt more lost and painful in his heart.
"Where are you now?" Ding Peng murmured to himself. His face was expressionless, empty and dull. However, his brows slowly furrowed together. "Was it really just a dream?"
An absurd and inconceivable dream.
But soon Ding Peng woke up. This was because he felt an inexplicable gaze. The person's gaze was definitely not as gentle as hers, but filled with killing intent. It was like a wild wolf silently staring at its prey.
In addition, the person's footsteps were very light and steady. It was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
Ding Peng did not have time to think about other things. He slowly stopped and put his hand on his sword.
His hand did not tremble, and his expression gradually calmed down.
In that instant, Ding Peng only felt that in the silent darkness, there seemed to be a sword overflowing with cold light ruthlessly stabbing towards his chest!
The person's speed was very fast, but compared to the opponents Ding Peng had met before, he was still much slower. He could not be called an expert at all. Ding Peng dodged to the right, and dodged the person's murderous attack.
Ding Peng pulled out the sword at his waist. A ray of starlight flashed before his eyes, and the person who had attacked him secretly had his left arm chopped off.
The person screamed in pain, and the sword in his remaining right hand fell to the ground with a clang. He could no longer stand straight, and fell to the ground, his body involuntarily convulsing because of the intense pain.
Ding Peng did not know who wanted to kill him.
When he first appeared in Jianghu, although he had challenged many swordsmen along the way, each time he had asked them for advice on sword techniques in the name of justice, and they had accepted their defeat wholeheartedly. And after winning, Ding Peng had never been arrogant and looked down on the opponents he had defeated.
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