Luo Xi stared at the black coffin, the corners of his lips barely raised, as if he smiled twice, and his eyes gradually flashed grievances, and finally turned into a touch of ruthlessness.

She stood up, picked up the plain white skirt, and slammed into the coffin, unwilling to sound in a voice of despair.

"Brother Liu, Xi'er is here to accompany you......"

The forehead slammed into it.

Blood flowed down.

Die for love.

Although Luo Xi is pampered, she is indeed infatuated with Liu Feng, and now that Liu Feng is dead, she did not hesitate to go with him.

Luo Xi went with the determination to die.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Meng Piaopiao's body shook and almost collapsed.

The mourning hall was in chaos.

……

If Qi Shen knew that Meng Piaopiao wanted to deal with him, he probably wouldn't have taken it to heart at all.

Over the years, his enemies have been counted, and which one can really kill him? He is invincible to all poisons, and his outstanding martial arts are at the peak, and ordinary weapons can't hurt him in the slightest.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Qi Shen was not arrested, no one in this world would have had anything to do with him.

……

There was chaos on Liu Feng's side, and Fu Yue's side was in a different situation.

Inside the rooms of the inn.

Ji Qinglin was holding a thin thing in his hand, and after chasing Fu Yue for two laps, he stopped, and a little helplessness crossed his face.

"Come here, trust me."

Fu Yue ducked back and shook his head: "Don't." ”

This man didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he bought a box of snail Dai and brought it over, saying that he wanted to give her a thrush.

Fu Yue: "......"

At the time, she almost thought she had misheard.

Ji Qinglin dodged in front of Fu Yue, clasped her wrist with one hand, pressed over, and rubbed Fu Yue's side face with the bridge of her tall nose, looking a little soft.

"Promise me......"

Coquettish, coquettish red fruit.

Since Fu Yue acquiesced to the so-called fiancée that Ji Qinglin said that day, this person seemed to have opened up the six veins of Ren Du, turned on the crazy flirting mode, and came to tease Fu Yue from time to time.

Fu Yue tried to persuade Ji Qinglin, but sighed helplessly: "What's so fun about thrushes? Well, let's practice the sword. ”

The red-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on his beautiful and delicate face, and his thin lips opened.

"Sword practice? Where can I compare to practicing swords, I have the pleasure of drawing eyebrows for the lady's boudoir. ”

Ji Qinglin's voice was full of youthfulness, and it was slightly lowered at this time, making it even more tempting.

His temperament is too upright, even if he calls out the lady frivolously, it doesn't make people feel rash and reckless, but makes people can't help but blush and heartbeat.

Fu Yue: "...... Mother, mother? ”

The red-clothed swordsman smiled with crooked eyebrows, and there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

"Anyway, you're going to be my lady sooner or later, what's wrong with me calling two days in advance?"

Fu Yue: "...... Don't bark. ”

Ji Qinglin: "Lady Lady-"

In the end, this eyebrow was not painted.

The red-clothed swordsman put the eyebrow pencil in his hand on the table, hugged the beloved girl in front of him, pressed her down, clasped the back of her head with his slender fingers, and lowered his head and kissed it.

Affectionate.

……

"Lady, if one day, you find out that I lied to you, will you be angry?"

Stay until the time of love.

The red-clothed swordsman stuck to Fu Yue's ear and asked in a low voice, with a little caution and imperceptible temptation.