Interrogation of Su Jian.

Others may not know what is going on, but Ding Peng can understand it.

"She's the smartest! Sometimes, the level of status is not based on the level of martial arts," Ding Peng nodded.

"Did you take Sima Fangling away?" Su Jian finally couldn't help but ask, "I just came to ask you about this, because I really can't think of anyone else." ”

"She's fine, she's fine!" Ding Peng stared at Su Jian intently, not admitting or denying it, "Do you love her very much and care about her?"

"But she doesn't seem to care about your life or death. ”

"We will never love each other, because we are enemies that cannot be resolved," Su Jian said indifferently, "Where is she now?"

"If you don't look for her, she will look for you," Ding Peng's eyes showed a cruel smile, "I know that when she approaches you, she wants to kill you in every possible way!"

Su Jian silently turned around and prepared to leave.

It was enough for him to know that Sima Fangling was not in danger.

He didn't care which of them would die at whose hands first.

However, the moment he turned around, Ding Peng, who was originally decadent, suddenly jumped up from the chair like a leopard.

The spear is in his hand, he is the "ghost sorrow" Ding Peng!

His marksmanship is life-threatening and soul-chasing, and there is no fancy superfluous action.

Just fast! too fast!

It's so fast that you can't breathe! It's as fast as lightning penetrating through the heart of heaven!

What's more, his spear was more than twice as long as his sword, which also greatly shortened the distance of his attack!

The spear had pierced Su Jian's heart like a poisonous snake.

It seemed that Su Jian was unavoidable, but the tip of the spear suddenly pierced into the air!

Immediately, I saw a flash of knife light, and Ding Peng's figure flew straight out more than three zhang away, before it suddenly split into two from the middle, and was split in half by the fleeting knife light!

"Why are you bothering this, why are you forcing me?" Su Jian shook his head with a wry smile, and then dusted off his body and walked away!

......

When Su Jian returned to the hut in the narrow door of the lonely alley, Sima Fangling was still lying on the bed and sleeping.

Her lying posture is also very graceful, like a mermaid lying flat on the surface of the sea with a curvy body.

When Su Jian pushed the door open, Sima Fangling seemed to be suddenly awakened.

She got up from the bed, rushed out of the bedroom, saw Su Jian at a glance, couldn't help but rush over happily, and hugged Su Jian's neck tightly.

She hugged it so tightly, as if she was so excited and happy when her most beloved thing was suddenly lost and regained.

The flower-like body fragrance on her body, which penetrated into Su Jian's nostrils openly and presumptuously, was all extremely sensitive to Su Jian's senses and nerves.

"It's so nice to see you again! I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"

"Hmph, I thought you were dead, and I was glad that I finally got rid of your nasty tail, but I didn't think that you were sleeping here," Su Jian pushed Sima Fangling away and snorted coldly.

"I don't know, how did I get back here?" Sima Fangling said with an innocent face, "I was trapped in that iron prison with you, but suddenly I smelled a strange fragrance, and I suddenly felt dizzy, and I lost consciousness!

When Sima Fangling said this, her pretty face turned red unconsciously.

She didn't know how long she had passed out.

If someone takes the opportunity to insult her during this time, she won't even have the slightest ability to resist.

But as soon as she felt it, she knew that she hadn't been violated, at least when she was unconscious, and she was relieved.

"You go out first, I'll rest for a while," Su Jian waved his hand and motioned for Sima Fangling to go outside.

After all, he was not iron-clad, and after a night of intense fighting, he was already feeling a little tired.

"Can't I accompany you in the house?" Sima Fangling glanced out the door.

The sky is still very dark, the street is deserted and deadly silent, at this time let her go outside to drink the northwest wind, a bit too much, right?

"No, how can I sleep with you by my side?" Su Jian said coldly, "It's like, when you sleep, there is a poisonous snake guarding by your side, can you sleep?"

"Isn't this analogy too inappropriate?" Sima Fangling pouted dissatisfiedly, "Even if I want to kill you, I will kill you openly, and I will never sneak into small actions." ”

"Okay, even if you don't assassinate me, please go out first!Because you said you would listen to me, didn't you?" Su Jian said with a calm face.

Sima Fangling had nothing to say.

So she finally walked slowly and reluctantly to the narrow door.

Walked into the cold wind!

Her heart is colder than this bleak autumn wind!

"Bang!" When the narrow door behind him closed heavily, Sima Fangling only felt a sour nose, and almost burst into tears!

She is like a cat and dog who has been driven out of the door by her owner, and can only wander alone and helplessly in the cold wind.

She walked aimlessly on the empty street, lost and dejected.

The dress on her body was so thin that she couldn't help but shiver.

Sima Fangling didn't know where she was going.

It's like a withered petal, which can only be scattered to the ends of the earth with the wind, powerless to control its own fate.

When a person loses his bearings, he will always become panicked inside.

Sima Fangling suddenly thought: Ma Zhong from Jinxiufang has already made her wedding dress.

A woman's greatest wish in this life: I am afraid that it is to wear a beautiful wedding dress and marry her favorite prince charming!

But when she thought of it, she felt a little sad about her strange marriage.

He didn't love her at all, but she insisted on marrying him.

And the gong and drum team that celebrated their wedding is also coming to Jinwu Town today!

It was prepared for her by the silver-haired old woman, and she didn't have to worry about all kinds of matters related to marriage, how wonderful do you say this thing is?

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of her, and a man blocked her way.

It was a young man who looked like a scholar, tall and well-proportioned, and his posture was chic and calm.

His eyes were bright and delicate, and his fingers were white and slender.

He often holds a wordless book in his hand and an inkless pen pinned to his waist, claiming to be a writer.

And to be able to foresee, in a person, all the stories that will happen in the future.

There was never a trace of expression on this man's face, as if he was wearing an eternal mask.

Of course, this person is Hua Wanshu.

When Sima Fangling saw Hua Wanshu, she did not feel panic and surprise, but her eyes showed deep helplessness and tiredness. 21. Baidu will read the latest chapter of "Dotting Jianghu Jiezhong Literature" for free for the first time.