"I was killed a little bit, and was killed by master Ling in the palm of his hand, boo..." Aunt Feng threw herself into her man''s arms and cried out loud.

    "Slightly dead?" Old Feng murmured, the whole body a cold war. It''s hard to imagine that such a beautiful and kind girl would be killed.

    At this time, there was a strange scene in my family. A strong wind shuttles through the street, on both sides of the street, whether it is the children of poor families passing by, or servants, in this strong wind, are lifted up. In the strong wind, we can see a figure in it. It''s just blurry. The whole body is snow-white, and the hair is white in an instant. It seems that the body is covered with a white robe, but it is cold.

    "Who is it? So fast? "

    The children of the poor families on the roadside yelled one by one. But the white shadow paid no attention to them.

    "How strong? Is it a master of Xuanshi? "

    An elder, just passing by the street, saw the shadow flash by. From the momentum of the other side, directly pushed him to one side. The elder felt that it was definitely the breath of master Xuan.

    "Did the second elder and the Third Elder leave the pass?"

    This strange scene, immediately attracted the cold family strange eyes. Fast, strong breath. Who the hell is this?

    "Slightly No, nothing. Don''t You''re dead. What about my husband? Don''t... "

    Ye Fei forgot the time and how fast he was. His mind is only a little shadow, he hopes that this is a dream, slightly still as lovely as before walking around his side.

    But Why is the heart so painful? It''s really hard. Why Why is that?

    Weiwei, is she just an ordinary person? God, why take her life

    Ye Fei is very difficult to accept, it is difficult to accept that Weiwei is dead.

    He is just a passer-by, a man who passes through a useless young master. Come to this world, ye Fei''s goal is very simple, she just hope and slightly live a good life, let tiny happiness. But But now she Slightly she It''s dead.

    No No, not dead. She''s not going to die.

    Strong pain, that dream nightmare like consciousness pounded Ye Fei''s head. Ye Fei''s head was blurred and clear. When she was clear, it was a tiny shadow. When she was smiling, she was still her shadow. I just lost my consciousness.

    For the first time, I opened my eyes and saw the poor little girl, so desolate and kind.

    "My husband, do you know? If you die, you don''t want to live. "

    That young figure, sitting in the courtyard of his home, with two long bamboo sticks in his hand, carefully weaves a small sweater with simple wool

    "My husband, this is a sweater weaved for you. Do you like it?"

    "My husband, Weiwei is actually very satisfied. Don''t you have to work so hard. I just want to live a good life with him..."

    All this, why so familiar, seems to have happened yesterday. That sad, that happy, a sentence began to reverberate in Ye Fei''s mind. He said little. Ye Fei remembers every sentence in his heart.

    Now think of, those words are how beautiful, how reminiscent But Can I hear her again?

    Yes, I will

    Ye Fei''s crazy cry in his mind makes his eyes more and more dry. A stream of liquid slowly flows out of his eyes. The liquid is red

    "Crash!"

    Xueyang city. Three miles away. In a big mountain valley.

    This is the mass burial post. At first glance, there are graves everywhere. At night, many wolves go out to dig graves for food.

    At this time, a figure fell into the mass grave. The man''s hair was unkempt, his hair was all white and his eyes were red. There is blood flowing in the red eyes, and the whole body is in a state of dilapidation. However, from the perspective of age, there are only less than 20, a young man less than 20, but his head is white

    "Slightly! Slightly... "

    The white haired man''s cry of pain is like a lonely Wolf in the night. People, like the ghost of the cemetery, are looking for it crazily. He doesn''t know what he is looking for? Tiny bodies? No, it''s the last thing ye Fei wants to see. But why are you still looking for it

    The wound on the body is very painful, but the heart is more painful.

    Ye Fei is like a fly that has lost its head. It has no direction. A kite with broken line is floating everywhere without purpose

    He is not willing to accept all this, rather this is just a dream, Weiwei is his only one, if Weiwei dies, what''s the meaning of living in this world?

    "Ah

    Within the mound, ye Fei screamed and ran wildly.

    Finally In a lonely tree fell foot, eyes staring at the eyes, the body trembled, the dishevelled body soft, straight kneeling down.There With a quilt, the quilt was rolled up, and half of the legs were left outside. The quilt was covered with flesh and blood. Seven or eight wild wolves were constantly biting the corpse in the quilt. The head of the dead body had been gnawed, the chest was bitten, and the internal organs and blood were all around. The hands and feet were taken by several wild wolves to the distance and ate slowly.

    Ye Fei is trembling. He looks at his eyes foolishly. The pain that worries him comes. When he was born, he lived very hard. After he died Even the body became the wolf''s food.

    "Is this Wei Wei? Is it? "

    Ye Fei doesn''t believe in his eyes, but his steps are still walking slowly.

    Angry!

    Anger! The fury from hell erupted.

    "Ah

    Just like the devil in hell. A huge shadow of nothingness flew out of the leaves and rushed to the sky. The majestic momentum spread. In vain, a huge purple electric thunder appeared out of thin air and exploded at one stroke, covering Ye Fei''s whole body. A strong wind blew in the misty mound, and the wolf, who was walking around from side to side, felt the danger and was ready to return to the original road with his bone in his mouth.

    But

    A ghost appears. Flash past them.

    "Pooh! Pooh! Pooh

    More than a dozen wolves fell to the ground, and they didn''t even scream, so there was no sound.

    The shadows disappear and merge again. Ye Fei came to the mat. Trembling hands touched the broken bones and meat pieces on the quilt, and picked them up one by one

    "Weiwei, I''m sorry! Is it my husband sorry? Ah! Why, why? God, why did you take Wei? Why? What did she do wrong? She is just an ordinary girl, a very ordinary It''s just ordinary people... "

    Pain, hoarseness, cold roar from ye Fei''s throat.

    Practice? What is its purpose? Ye Fei becomes confused, he is not to protect the people around him, not to let himself be hurt. But But did you do it yourself? How powerful is it? But Weiwei is dead, she can never come back.

    Ye Fei felt very tired, very tired, holding those pieces of meat in his hand, and lying down gently, just like sleeping when he was alive

    "Slightly! Don''t worry, my husband won''t let you die so unjustly. I won''t let them go. No way... "

    Ye Fei''s eyes become empty, mouth with a sweet smile, as if once again back and slightly together with the day.

    Before, slightly in the time, why did not they cherish, but slightly died, that everything is so beautiful.

    "What? I beg your pardon? You killed that little bastard''s wife? " In Hanwei''s study, Hanwei''s eyes are red, his hands are slapped on the table, and he stares at Hanling angrily.

    At the moment, Hanling is kneeling on the ground, but Hongyan has gone back.

    "Father, the child doesn''t want to? The boy wanted to seize the little girl and blackmail the little bastard, but he resisted, so When the child was angry, she was killed. Father, now only you can help me. Can you help my child? If the little bastard comes back, he will kill the child! " Han Ling shivering, things developed to this extent, he also knew that can not hide.

    "It''s too bad. The little bastard is obviously coming. We''re not afraid of the poor family. We''re afraid that he will come to Yin." Han Wei looks red and clenches his fist. The eldest son is unconscious. Even if he wakes up, he will not be able to practice in the future. Therefore, the whole poor family depends on Han Ling. If Hanling is dead, it''s all over.

    "Father, what about that?" Han Ling was shocked.

    Han Wei thought for a while, his eyes showed a fierce color, "that little girl has died, he will surely revenge. In that case Let''s fight first and destroy him first. To avoid future trouble. "

    "What father meant was..."

    Cold Ling eyes a bright, body trembling to stand up.

    The night is beautiful, but desolate. Wine stirs the heart.

    In the bustling Xueyang City, the night scene is more attractive, even in this cold winter night, there are still people walking on the street at night.

    In the wind and snow building. In a luxurious box.

    There are nearly a dozen young men gathered here, all drinking and drinking, and there are more than a dozen beauties around.

    "Master Ling, you haven''t come out to play for several days? How can I think of my brothers today A fat man around the table said to Han Ling with a smile.

    Han Ling grinned bitterly, and then looked at Han Mo next to him. They both laughed bitterly.

    "Brother Sima, it''s hard for me! Remember that little bastard of my poor family! Now my poor family is disturbed by him in a mess. I''m afraid that he will kill me, little brother Han Ling sighed. After all, who knows whether ye Fei has assassinated him in the dark.

    "Well, I heard about that. It is said that at the annual meeting of your humble family, young master Yan is still seriously injured and unconscious! Is it the boy who hurt him? "On the other side, a young man turned his head and said with a heavy eyebrow.

    "Ah! It''s a pity that young master Yan loves drinking so much, but now he is lying in bed. It''s really hard for him. After a few days, my brothers will visit him together. "