Get on the Wrong Sedan Chair and Marry the Right Wolf + Extra Story

Between the rocks and strange trees, such a flat and barren land looks more and more desolate. Several earthen graves are close to each other, although there are distances, they are not alienated, and they guard each other as they did in life.The miasma forest is full of poisonous insects and weeds, coupled with frequent wars, few people have the opportunity to come to condolences, let alone paper money sacrifices and the like.Today is really different.

Ling Qiufan was a little sad, but more of it was awe of such heroes who protect the country. She let go of Wei Yueyan's hand and walked to the mounds of earthen mounds to pay homage, but stood still. After he settled down, he kicked something soft, like the cloth bag wrapped around Wei Yueyan's waist——

"Ahhhh!!!"

"What's wrong with Qiu'er!"

Wei Yueyan was in a daze when he saw his father and brother's tombs, and had Ling Qiufan by his side even more mixed feelings, he didn't pay attention to Ling Qiufan's movement for a while, and he was still full of guilt when he hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance, it's mine, isn't it..."

Ling Qiu Fanyi was still in shock in Wei Yueyan's arms, and the end of his speech was still trembling like strings on a piano, "Ayan...what is that...??"

"Don't be afraid," Wei Yueyan didn't even need to look at what it was that scared his daughter-in-law out of her senses. While patting Ling Qiufan's back, he used his calm voice to describe the creepy characters.

"It was a human head."

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the person in his arms trembled even more violently.

"Fan Qiuyuan's head."

The shaking in his arms stopped, a head with slightly disheveled hair popped out of his arms, his eyes faded from fear, leaving a joy that even Wei Yueyan had never seen before, "You, revenge?"

Wei Yueyan didn't answer her question immediately, but asked cautiously in a probing tone, "Aren't you afraid?"

The other party gently struggled out of her arms, then raised the torch and carefully turned it around Fan Qiuyuan's blood-stained head, and finally stood in front of the dead body, full of inconceivable, tearing eyes He stopped, squatted down, and spoke in a harsh tone.

"This is the villain who slaughtered my mother-in-law's family. He is the murderer who almost killed my wife. How can I be afraid of his head?"

Wei Yueyan looked at Ling Qiufan fixedly, as if meeting Ling Qiufan for the first time, but at the end she smiled to herself, her wife never disappoints her, every reunion brings surprises.

"He was too arrogant. When he saw that I was seriously wounded and my spear/sword was shattered, he didn't ask his soldiers to come forward and wanted to fight me alone. Although I was lost at that time, it was—" Wei Yueyan She hurriedly closed her mouth, she was seriously injured and dying at that time, the miasma poison exploded wildly, she never thought that she would be lucky enough to go back alive.Seeing Fan Qiuyuan bring up this kind of duel, he naturally went with the intention of dying together, but these words naturally cannot be appealed to Ling Qiu.

She carefully considered the words to tell Ling Qiufan about that thrilling lore at that time. She had fought for several years and experienced countless battles, and she had never been so embarrassed.On the cliff, blood spots splashed from the rolled flesh like rain and snow, and the setting sun on the other side of the cliff was vast and bloody.There was a sudden coolness in her lower back before she could feel the pain, and the mask on her chest made a clanging sound, like a beating of an evening drum, waking up a dreamer who was sinking in the imminent realm of life and death.

The long knife lay between the two of them, but it couldn't stop Wei Yueyan's next move. She used all her strength to hug the enemy in front of her and leap forward!The gravity that affects the heart tears her soul from all directions. The mountains and valleys are burnt red by the setting sun. The fire from hell surrounds them layer by layer. The red lotus that symbolizes death blooms one after another with their rolling and falling figures. Crying and roaring turned into the sound of wind lingering in my ears...

Perhaps it is only at the end of life that one realizes that no amount of manpower can match the destiny, and the power to control life and death is handed out from one's hand, waiting palely and weakly for the verdict of fate.

"In the end I had no strength, and he tried to break free from me but couldn't. We fell to the bottom of the valley, and he was under me, smashed to pieces."

This time, fate chose her.

All the bones on Fan Qiuyuan's body were broken, her viscera were shattered, and the red and white slurry flowed all over the floor. She chopped off his head with the long knife tightly held in his hand, and she stood in a daze under the setting sun, There was darkness before him and he fell down.

After Wei Yueyan finished speaking the last word, Ling Qiufan was still immersed in her narration, there was no emotion on her face, whether it was sadness or joy.

"Qiu'er? Qiu'er?" Wei Yueyan tried to switch her twice, but there was still no response, so she had no choice but to walk up to Ling Qiufan with a torch, only to see the beautiful woman's face was wet with tears.

"I'm back in good condition, don't cry." She hugged her wife into her arms again, and smoothed her soft long hair, her voice was as gentle as a newborn baby waking up from a nightmare, "Don't cry. "

"Come on, Qiu'er."

Ling Qiufan followed her movements and took two steps forward to stand side by side with her in front of the earthen mound. Fan Qiuyuan's head was enshrined in front of the mound. Wei Yueyan took off the mask and adjusted her appearance. He knelt down straight.

"Father, brother. Yan'er is not filial, Yan'er has come to see you."

"The head of General Fan Qiuyuan is here, and Yan'er has avenged you. You can rest in peace."