Gong Aoran watched Jian Thirty lying half-dead on the snow with only the incoming breath but not the outgoing qi, so he stopped, stood aside and observed the movement, and then, spit at him, showed a disdainful smile, and turned into Yushu Villa.

Although Jiang Feng was also a little worried about Jian Thirty's injury at the moment, he hurriedly carried him back to recuperate for a while.

However, after thinking about it, he felt that this was absolutely inappropriate, because if he really did this, he might have wasted all the hard work of Sword Thirty, and the beatings he had received before would probably be in vain.

What's more, there was already an unconscious Feng Feifei in his arms.

He really can't carry two people by himself.

Although he Jiang Feng's martial arts are not good, in the past few months, since he followed Jian Thirty out to explore the rivers and lakes, he has begun to understand what to do, what not to do, what to manage, and what not to manage.

He believed in the martial arts of Sword Thirty, although the martial arts of that palace Ao Ran were powerful, but compared to Sword Thirty, I am afraid that there is still a distance from it.

And the reason why Jian Thirty was beaten must be for his reasons.

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to hold back his tears and look at Jian Thirty, who had fainted, picked up Feng Feifei, who had fainted, and ran towards the brothel where he lived.

At this time, the sky was gradually approaching the dawn, but it was the darkest period before the dawn.

Jian Thirty lay weakly in the snow like this, and he didn't know if he was waiting for death or resting and waiting to regain his strength.

Although he was bleeding all over his body at the moment, he still kept scolding at Yushu Villa, saying, "The surname Gong, if you have a kind, you will come out and kill me...... Everyone in the rivers and lakes says that the third young master of your palace is suave, righteous and wealthy, and righteous and thin, but ...... Today you ...... But you insult me like this, do you ...... Aren't you afraid that people in the rivers and lakes will laugh at you? Hmph, everyone is ...... Fear...... I'm afraid of the power and status of the third young master of your palace, but ...... I...... I'm not afraid, I'm not only not afraid,...... I'm going to scold you, Gong Yusan...... You coward...... You sick man,...... You shrunken turtle...... You...... Hurry up and come out and fight with me, Gong Yusan...... Sick Ghost ,...... Palace Turtle ,...... Come out...... Come out soon......"

Sword Thirty's voice grew weaker and lower.

Behind him, a long trail of blood was left on the snow.

In the cold wind and pain, he could no longer bear it, his eyes slowly closed, and he lay there, unable to move any longer.

I don't know how long it took, a figure suddenly appeared from the corner of Yushu Villa, and walked slowly towards Jian Thirty lying on the ground......

The long sword in his hand shimmered with icy shadows in the snow, like a meteor piercing the night sky in the cold night......

And the hazy light cast by the two big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the villa seemed to be unable to bear the sharp edge of the long sword when it was unsheathed, and it suddenly went out.

Everything was quiet again, dead peaceful......

As soon as I entered Yushu Villa, it was really not easy to return to my hometown.

In a sense, the changes of everything in the world are always superficial, while the substantive things are always imperceptibly changing.

This is like an eighty-year-old man marrying an eighteen-year-old girl, and the happiness and excitement that flows from it are always superficial, but in fact, whether this happiness and excitement is real or not, I am afraid only they know.

This is like when Jiang Feng went out to stop Gong Aoran from beating the sword for thirty, he knocked the eldest lady unconscious with one palm, and then carried her back very manly, on the surface, he seemed to be very majestic, decisive, and manly, and finally changed his nature of being submissive to the eldest lady all day long, but what was really hidden in Jiang Feng's bones was endless remorse and guilt.

Therefore, before the eldest lady woke up, he had been by her side, constantly regretting and fearing his actions, and secretly thought of several methods and reasons to apologize.

Jiang Feng made several expressions in the mirror that he thought were very sincere and charming, and then, at Feng Feifei, who was still in a coma, kept saying, "Oh, eldest lady, I'm really sorry, my shot just now was a little ruthless, and it didn't hurt your jade neck, in fact, I don't want to be like this, but the situation at that time was really dangerous, and I had no choice, so I had to do this, I hope you can have a lot of eldest miss, forgive me for being rude." ”

Speaking of this, he grinned, and then, he slapped his face twice, shook his head again and again, and said, "Oh, no, no, is it too low for me to say this, I'm afraid that not only will I not let her forgive me, but even self-defeating will make her think that I am cowardly, very unmanly, and may look down on me even more in the future, or it is better to change the tone, and let her forgive me without hurting my manly dignity, but what should I say?"

Speaking of this, he held his chin with his thumb and forefinger and thought for a while, and then, as if he suddenly thought of some brilliant idea, he clapped his hands suddenly, walked to Feng Feifei, who was still unconscious, and said with a smile on his face, "Oh, yes, just like that, when apologizing, your expression must be sincere, let her know that my apology is very sincere, from the standpoint of a man, from the standpoint of the overall situation, I should say this." ”

Speaking of this, he folded his hands, pointed his hands against his head, and said softly, " Miss, it is undeniable that you are very beautiful, but I think you look more beautiful when you are in a coma, just like the bright moon in the sky, always soothing my heart, like flowers in the garden, exuding a refreshing fragrance, your belly is bigger than the elephant, higher than the mountain, in short, you are a big girl who loves flowers and flowers, if possible, I would like to be a green leaf around you, forever set off your graceful and noble, set off your awe-inspiring atmosphere. ”

Speaking of this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Oh, no, no, doesn't it seem that I am very cheap and numb, maybe she will give me a big mouth when she is angry." No, no, I'll have to think about what to say, preferably to be able to express my apologies for knocking her unconscious, but without losing my dignity as a man. Alas, what the hell am I supposed to do, you ...... woman?"

As a result, before he finished his words, he turned his head and found that Feng Feifei didn't know when he had woken up, and at this moment, he was looking at himself muttering with wide eyes.

Feng Feifei was still drowsy, as if he hadn't fully woken up, and as if he was thinking about where he was now and what had happened just now.

She only vaguely remembered that she and Jiang Feng were ambushed at the gate of Yushu Villa to monitor the movements inside, but it didn't take long to find that Jian Thirty was thrown out of it and beaten half to death, and she just wanted to jump out to help, but her head was dizzy, and she didn't know anything, and when she woke up, she lay here.