Vol 6 Chapter 14: Two sword wounds

Pan Ruoye’s body is inexplicably cold.
Because she is not from Jiaodong County, she is also a war orphan.
"Zheng Shou has never been the kind of gatekeeper who has no worries and caress to visit the mountains in Changling."
The man on the front of the car looked bleakly at Pan Ruoye and the middle-aged woman, and then said: "She came to Changling, which is the interest of the entire Jiaodong County, representing the ambition of the entire Jiaodong County over the old power gates. She did it."
"You can talk about it as a story, but the story is too much. It's just a story." &nbs small~ said ~p; middle-aged woman looks at the man on the head of the car, his eyes are falling behind him. On the door of the car, "You know that my emotions are very violent, so if there is anything I can convince, you should let me see."
The man on the front of the car was beheaded, no longer speaking, turned and opened the door.
In order to make this middle-aged woman look more clear, he got out of the carriage and let him open his body and let the sun shine into the carriage.
There is also a woman sitting in the carriage.
The woman was very plain, and she was calm at first, but when the sun shone on her, her body began to tremble.
She looked up and she was also a flower face.
There is also a sword mark on her face.
The brow of the middle-aged woman suddenly wrinkled.
The woman in the carriage is about the same age as her. She looks at the woman in the carriage. There is a sense of familiarity. The most important thing is that the woman in the carriage looks at her eyes, which contains many unspeakable emotions. It seems that she is also the old knowledge of this woman in the carriage.
"Do I know you?"
The middle-aged woman was somewhat disoriented, and the subconscious voice continued: "Who are you?"
The woman in the carriage didn't dare to look at her, her body trembled more intensely, and she couldn't make a sound at the moment.
The smell of this middle-aged woman became more and more violent and restless, and it seemed that it was really difficult to control.
"Chen Guoqing, the son of Chen Guoqing, you don't have many friends in Changling. For you, Zheng Liang, who came from Jiaodong County, counts one, and your sister Shi Ruojun is naturally one."
The man next to the carriage bowed his head and said: "I don't think you even know your own sister."
The wind stopped suddenly.
All the air between the roads was imprisoned by a terrible force at this moment, still.
Absolutely quiet.
Because this former female son of Chen Guo needs absolute silence.
"Sister?"
She made a noise.
The voice was a little hesitant, some tangled, but with an extraordinarily thrilling force, pierced the years, it seems that she and the woman in front of her car were pulled to Changling many years ago.
"How do you have such a sword mark on your face?"
"Who is smashing such a sword on your face?"
She continued to speak, and the voice sounded a little empty in her own voice.
The woman in the carriage also fluctuated more violently, looked up slightly, looked at her, her lips trembled, but she could not make any sound.
"You should see what the sword marks on her face are formed."
The voice of the man next to the carriage sounded at this time.
The middle-aged woman outside the carriage, that is, the Qing dynasty of the Chen Guo female son who was famous in Changling many years ago, could not help but fall on the scar on the woman's face in the carriage.
Her pupils contracted instantly, "Women?"
The man whispered: "At that time, Changling, only you and your sister and sister realized this sword."
Pan Ruoye’s body, which has been listening to, is getting colder and colder. At this time, when she hears this sentence, her breathing suddenly stops!
"At that time, the Masters have passed away. It is true that only me and the younger sister will you have this sword. If it is not for me, then it is the sister of your own." Ji Qingqing’s voice suddenly chilled, with one Cruelty means, "So sister, why are you putting this sword on your face?"
The man next to the carriage wanted to speak out.
However, a violent breath has been pressed between his mouthpieces. "If you don't want to die, let her say it, let her tell me."
"Sister."
The woman in the carriage trembled for a long time and finally made a sound.
Ji Qingqing’s face turned to one side, not looking at her, indifferent:
And then?

"Chen Wang Jian Jing."
The woman in the carriage suddenly cried, and the strength of her body completely disappeared. She could no longer support her body and crouched in front of her, sobbing and crying: "For the sake of Chen Wangjian."
Ji Qingqing still didn't look at her, but also indifferent: "And then?"
"Chen Wangjian is in the hands of Jiaodong County. Zheng sleeves are exchanged in the condition of Chen Wangjian. As long as I put a sword on my face and let some people see it, then leave Changling and give me Chen Wangjian."
"And then? You really smashed this sword on your face?" Ji Qingqing laughed and smiled so that everyone could feel that there was no more chilling smile in the world. "Then you will Let the people at the Bashan sword field see the sword wound on your face, so that the Bashan sword field, especially Wang Jingmeng thinks that a sword on your face is mys?"
The woman in the carriage burst into tears, but nodded.
Ji Qingqing’s smile is getting stronger and stronger.
Then she managed to pass on some news in Wang’s ear, making him feel that I’m the talent and beauty of my sister, forcing you to leave Changling... plus I’m in the rumor. The temperament character is very poor, so he listens to people and believes it is true?"
Her voice lingered between the roads.
No one answered.
"For the sword of a division, is it worth it?"
Her laughter was a little bigger, and she looked at the woman in the carriage with a sneer. "The Chen Wangjian is powerful, but it is not the legendary nine-slice silkworm, not the legendary Gushan sword, even if it gets There is no possibility of invincibility in the world, at most it can only overpower me. What is your competition?
Still no one answered.
The woman in the carriage didn't know how to answer, but the man next to the carriage knew that if she answered for her, he would really die directly in the next moment.
"Sister."
Her smile is more ridiculous and awkward. "Since you and her have completed such a transaction and got the reward of the teacher's door, why do you come here for such a person under her? Will you cry like this in front of me like a dog?"
After saying this, the man next to the carriage was loose, and the violent killing left his throat, but it was on the woman in the carriage.
The woman in the carriage stiffened and then said, "She wants to be foolproof and doesn't want to let people know about it, so she wants me to disappear with Chen Wangjian, instead of leaving Changling."
"In the end, she didn't die, I let her live." The man next to the carriage said very simply, "She owes me a life, so I will appear with you in front of you."
"Wang Jingmeng is not, just rely on some words, come to slap me a sword?" Ji Qingqing vicious sneer.
"Because more than one person gave him the illusion." The man next to the carriage said slowly: "And he had not yet met with Zheng sleeve, but Gu Huai and Zheng sleeve have already met... and Gu Huai is also trusted by him. friend."
"But Gu Huai is already dead. If he dies, it means no death."
Ji Qingqing took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then he smiled and looked at the man coldly. "A slave who has done things for a lot of years like a dog but who wants revenge for one year, one looks better than The dog is not as good as the sister... If you can betray me for the secret of the teacher, why can't you deceive me because of other temptations?"
There was no change in the man's face next to the carriage. He just looked up and looked at the mighty and violent woman. "Because there is still someone who can prove it, and that person you can absolutely believe."
Ji Qingqing looked indifferent: "Who?"
The man next to the carriage seriously said: "Bai Lisu snow."