Li Mochou's rebirth and transformation

"When I was a child, my father asked a Taoist priest to tell my fortune. The Taoist priest only approved eight characters for me—fate to wealth and honor, and cold nature. I have always believed in these characters. It doesn't matter if others call me fickle I'm selfish, but I always love myself the most. I never thought I could fall in love with anyone until I met you, don't worry."

"I used to be afraid that you were paranoid, that you were cold, that you would kill too many people and never come back to me; now I am afraid that you will be lonely, that you will be lonely, that you will hurt yourself in order to save me. There will never be another person in the world The second person can make me think about it so much, and I think about it day and night. Sometimes I am afraid of the depth of my own affection."

"Mochou, I know, you always hoped that I would practice martial arts well. Every time I proposed to you, you said that you would marry me only when I had the ability to protect myself, because you didn't want to lose me after getting married."

"My martial arts still can't meet your original requirements, and I don't know when I will be able to become what you expected."

"But I want to marry you, Mochou."

"You don't need to look at other women worrying about gains and losses, with melancholy faces."

"I only love you."

"I only want you."

"Mochou, be my wife, okay?"

Li Mochou opened her mouth, but couldn't speak, her throat was choked with pain.

Seeing Mo Chou's red eyes, Lu Zhanyuan felt a little distressed, and leaned over to kiss the woman's petal-like soft lips.He has never seen such joyful and hesitant eyes, as if his long-cherished wish has come true, but he is really afraid that it will be a big dream.

She spoke like she was dreaming: "Lu Lang, I don't seem to know how to be the owner's wife, besides, will your clan and family accept a witch..."

"I, Lu Zhanyuan, want to marry a daughter-in-law, not the wife of the owner of Lujiazhuang." Lu Zhanyuan couldn't help laughing, a little teasing, but also a little doting: "Mo Chou, you are so stupid... I am asking you to marry me, okay? I suggest that you still ask me to ask for something that is beneficial to you as before. At this time, I will respond to every request. Think about it carefully. Apart from martial arts, what else is wrong with me? If you ask me, I will change it. "

Li Mochou looked at him stupidly, thousands of emotions surged in Jianshui's bright eyes, the love, hatred, anger, and ignorance of the two worlds were entangled and entangled, and the dust finally settled in the early autumn evening of this year.

Suddenly she hugged her knees and cried.

The unstoppable tears, but sweet, kept flowing into her heart.

Lu Zhanyuan was so frightened by Li Mochou that he was at a loss what to do. He hugged her in his arms and touched the tip of his nose annoyed: "...I didn't know I was so bad. Don't cry. I won't force you if you don't want to get married now. Practice martial arts well before asking for a kiss, okay?"

Li Mochou burst into tears, and opened her eyes wide: "Who said I don't want to get married anymore? Why did you go back on your word right after you finished speaking?!"

"... I don't have it."

"Then when we go back to the village tonight, we'll pay homage?" As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot.

"...No. Marriage requires a lot of attention and a lot of preparation. I will inform my eldest sister and let her choose a good day and auspicious day to take care of it for me."

My daughter-in-law has always been so bold, she can't hide her words from him.Lu Zhanyuan held Mo Chou's hand, and a smile could not be concealed on his young face.

"Mo Chou, I will make you the most beautiful and enviable bride in the world, don't worry." I heard that the treasure of the town store in Miaoyufang is a heavy golden flower crown, Mo Chou must be very happy to wear it. Looks good, the wedding dress will be in Jinxiu Pavilion in Suzhou. Also, will the ten-mile betrothal gift be too ostentatious?

"Lu Lang, I once dreamed that I was marrying you, and when I woke up, I cried," because that day was your death day, "If I can really marry you in this life, I would be willing to die."

Lu Zhanyuan pinched the woman's face, a little helpless: "Okay, say something unlucky."

Li Mochou covered her mouth and blinked.

Lu Zhanyuan lost his temper in an instant.He pulled her up, patted the dead leaves and weeds off her long skirt, and led the woman towards the tea pavilion step by step.

A word popped out of Li Mochou's succinct head.

The husband and wife sing along.

After the two walked away, another woman's figure appeared in the bamboo forest.

He Yuanjun looked sadly at the direction where the two disappeared, and burst into tears.

She finally understood at this moment that her big brother Lu could only be her big brother Lu.

She has no chance at all.

On the way back to Lujiazhuang, everyone looked happy, except Miss He who had been looking out the window with a cold face.

Yunuan girl has never left Jiaxing, she has been homesick for a long time, of course, it would be even better if she could see her childhood sweetheart Lu Xiaoxuan at the first sight after returning to the village.Little Lingbo, on the other hand, fantasized yearningly that the chef's aunt would change the delicious food, and she looked like a cat.Li Mochou didn't feel irritable when she heard these two girls chirping, on the contrary, she felt like magpies chirping, she occasionally made a few words, and the time in the car passed quickly.

Galloping all the way, the chariots and horses finally entered Jiaxing City Gate before the curfew.

There were bursts of evening drums from the tower.

It was completely dark, and lighting lanterns were hung in front of every house.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the evening is bleak.

Lu Zhanyuan walked the long street of his hometown thousands of times, and for some reason it was surprisingly quiet tonight.

Quiet as a dead city.

His heart trembled, and he immediately galloped towards the door of the house.

The rich gates of Lujiazhuang were locked up, and the guards and doormen who guarded the gates were not there, only the two red lanterns in front of the gate were swaying in the wind.

A strange gust of wind blew past, dark clouds covered the moon, a lantern was blown off its lanyard, and the bones swelled to the ground and ignited into a ball of fire.

Lu Zhanyuan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he got off his horse, his limbs were so stiff that he almost couldn't stand still.

A hand supported him.

He looked up, and it was Li Mochou rushing over from the carriage.

"Lu Lang," Li Mochou looked around vigilantly, frowned at the gate of Lu's Manor, and said, "It's a murderous aura."

Lu Zhanyuan grabbed Mo Chou's hand to calm himself down a little, the two walked up the steps carefully, Lu Zhanyuan pushed open the heavy door vigorously.

With a creak, the door flew open.

A blood-stained rabbit couldn't wait to jump out.

Fishy wind.

Just as Yunuan girl was about to get off the carriage, she looked at the gate with her head. The scene inside the gate made her scream in horror. She fell off the horse with a bloodless face.

This is her home.When she was four years old, she was sold into Lujiazhuang as a slave by her biological parents. She was raised here for ten years, and the old and young in the village have long since become her real relatives.

But they all died overnight, and the corpses were piled up into a hill and placed in the middle of the courtyard.

She threw herself on the doorpost and passed over.

Bloodbath Lujiazhuang.

Human Shura field.

Lu Zhanyuan walked towards the pile of corpses step by step, his boots were soaked in blood every step he took.

He mechanically picked up the bloody and bloody stump of the severed arm, and in front of his eyes was a thick fog that was redder than blood.

58 people in the village were killed, and none of them survived.

The one buried at the bottom was Lu Kuan, the chief executive of the Lu Mansion.

Manager Lu who loved and protected him even more than his father since he was a child.

"Uncle Kuan..." he called out hoarsely, "I'm going to kill them, I'll definitely kill them..."

Li Mochou had always killed people without mercy, but she had never seen such a bloody scene in her life.She wanted to get close to Lu Zhanyuan, but a chubby white hand blocked her way. She looked up along that hand, and it was the terrified and distorted face of Granny Wu.