[Ancient Dan] Meet the Lord

With sharp eyes and quick hands, the wild fox raised his leg and kicked away the bench that was flying towards Lan Cui and Qing Que in the chaos.

"Is Lan Cui injured?" Yehu asked anxiously.

Lan Cui turned pale and didn't answer, just stared blankly at the other two people fighting together: "Brother..."

"No." Qingque replied for Lan Cui after inspecting it. He patted the wood debris on his shoulder, coughed twice and asked, "What's going on?"

The wild fox tried to carry Lan Cui to a safer place, but Lan Cui pushed him away. Lan Cui couldn't move her legs, and she struggled to crawl forward on the ground. She shouted loudly to stop Lin Huo: "No! Brother! Hurry up!" stop!"

"Hey, don't go, you have no eyes!" Qing Que stopped Lan Cui, and said anxiously, "Lin Huo, are you crazy? What are you doing at this time!"

Lin Huo trusted Qing Que's behavior, and he completely entrusted Lan Cui's safety to him. He played tricks with Zhao Yuanjia, showing no sympathy, and did not look at other things at all: "I am not crazy! Waiting for this man for more than ten years, but this man left an unfulfilled promise and disappeared as soon as he left! How precious is a girl's youth? But Zhao Yuanjia didn't care at all, he even forgot about Lan Cui's legs How did it break! If it wasn't because of his unfavorable deployment, how could Lan Cui be like this? Lan Cui has fallen to such a point because of him, but he has no regrets at all, and he has never thought about making up for anything!"

"Brother, it's none of Yuan Jia's business, it's all my own choice!" Lan Cui couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke.

Qingque sighed and didn't make any more sound.

Regardless of Lan Cui's howls, Yehu forcibly picked her up and put her on a chair beside Kang Jue.

"Chun is coming, be optimistic about Lan Cui." Qingque said.

"I don't have the time. This little girl alone is hard to watch. She was raised by Zhao Yuanjia. I can't see him being at a disadvantage. Hold the sword tightly in your hand." Kang Jue said.

"Then unload her sword."

Qing Que spoke lazily, bent over to straighten the overturned stool under her feet, and sat on the sidelines to watch the battle.

When Shen Wan heard this, she gripped the sword even tighter. Unexpectedly, Qing Que threw a chopstick with her back behind her back, causing the back of her hand to hurt and let go. It was during this gap that Kang Jue snatched the sword away. , and threw it on the table next to Qingque.

Shen Wan looked at Qing Que's back in shock, a bit of fear appeared in her eyes, she held her breath and dared not make a sound.

The two door panels near the firepit were smashed, the wind stopped temporarily outside, and white snowflakes fluttered down vertically.

When Qingque was staring at the thick layer of snow under the porch, there was a "bang", and Sun Yan was knocked out by Zhou Yucong's palm, and fell heavily on the edge of the fire pit.

Sun Yan suffered internal injuries, turned over and got up, knelt on the ground and lowered his head, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Little bug, that's enough."

Qing Que raised his hand to stop Zhou Yucong who was about to go forward, suddenly he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, he froze for a moment, then turned his head——

"Zheng Yu" woke up unexpectedly, and was sitting on the ground in a daze, watching them.

"Xiao Yu..." Sun Yan also saw it. He struggled to move, but the wound hurt, so he didn't run towards her immediately.

"Zheng Yu" stretched out his hands to climb the table and chairs, and stood up unsteadily by himself.

Lin Huo and Zhao Yuanjia stopped fighting.

"Zheng Yu" supported her cold and sore forehead, and her steps were a little vain. She staggered close to Qing Que, scrutinized his eyebrows, and then breathed out a long breath, stood still, and said softly: "I remember you."

It was an extremely quiet snowy night. When the original tranquility was restored in the inn, no matter how softly you spoke, it would break the tranquility of the night.

Everyone heard what "Zheng Yu" said, and a strange feeling crossed their hearts more or less.

"Qingque... Qingque... no wonder I listen to your words, there is always something in the words." "Zheng Yu" closed his eyes tiredly, raised his face and recalled the details of working together many years ago in the quiet night, "You I have always wanted me to leave this inn, but I did not listen to your advice and failed your good intentions."

"Xiao Yu, you..." Sun Yan was terrified, and stared at "Zheng Yu" with wide eyes in shock.

"It's not Zheng Yu, it's Chen Jin's painting." "Zheng Yu" smiled miserably at Sun Yan, "You don't have to try to deceive me anymore, I've already remembered."

Sun Yan's whole body trembled violently, and his expression froze there like a stone statue.

"King Qi...Lin Huo...Bamboo Drunk...Qingque...Zhou Yucong..." Chen Jinhua's gaze flicked across everyone's faces one by one, "...Kang Jue...Lan Cui...except for Xiaowan, all of you None of them are my old friends."

Qingque never expected that Chen Jinhua would wake up, let alone that she would recover her memory after waking up. These were not what he wanted to see, so his brows were furrowed unconsciously.

"I, Chen Jinhua, have never failed anyone in my life. Even if I was just a pawn dedicated to killing people, I never failed a single mission."

"Light rain..."

"Call me Jinhua." Chen Jinhua walked towards Sun Yan while everyone was staring at him. She knelt in front of Sun Yan and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth for him. Well, what I often think is that since God has chosen this path for me, no matter how difficult it is, I will finish it, but you took me away at such a critical moment 15 years ago, you and I People leave everyone behind, and selfishly love each other for more than ten years, but King Qi failed to achieve his great cause, and caused countless deaths and even was wiped out like General Gao. How do you know that the culprit is not me, Chen Jinhua? Sun Lang Ah Sun Lang...do you tell me to love you or hate you?"

Sun Yan was in pain, bowing his head and weeping, "I just hope you live..."

"I've lived for 15 more years, I think it's a great blessing." Chen Jinhua put her arms around Sun Yan, and she leaned against his chest, tears streaming down his clothes, "For Don't recall the treachery in this life, in the next life, we'd better go our separate ways and never see each other..."

The corners of Sun Yan's mouth were bent, touching Chen Jin's forehead, and slowly closed his eyes.

The silence at that moment was very long.

There seems to be something wrong--

Seeing that Zhou Yucong's hand was empty, Qing Que suddenly turned his head and searched for a dagger with tassels, but he couldn't find it anywhere, and it didn't return to Gao Wuyue's hand.

Qingque stood up in fright, and rushed forward like crazy to separate Chen Jinhua and Sun Yan. He guessed right, the dagger pierced through Sun Yan's body...

Zhou Yucong, who was following closely behind, gasped. He hurriedly squatted down to check Sun Yan's breath, but in the end he could only raise his head in shock and regret and tell everyone, "He, he is dead."

Qingque grabbed Chen Jinhua's shoulder angrily: "Did he treat you well? He is your husband! Why did you do this!"

Chen Jinhua laughed sharply like a crazy woman: "Isn't it good to kill him? Isn't this exactly what you want?"

"No! Not at all!"

However, before Qingque finished speaking, Chen Jinhua broke free from his hand, got up quickly, turned around and slammed his head against the wall, a red flower bloomed on the snow-white wall, Chen Jinhua's body Slips softly along the wall.

There was a dead silence all around.

Qingque was so frightened that her whole body became cold and she couldn't move.

Zhou Yucong rushed forward to support Chen Jinhua: "Wake up!"

The warm blood blinded Chen Jinhua's eyes. She felt that she was light and light. Someone shook her to wake her up. She raised her eyes with difficulty, saw a few blurred figures, and murmured: : "I have nothing but him..."

Qing Que's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the wild fox ran past him quickly, and the wind he brought made him feel empty in his heart.

Chen Jinhua's head was tilted in Zhou Yucong's arms, and her hand slipped to the ground at that moment.

"Qingque, she..." Yehu looked up helplessly.

Qingquehong stared blankly, and then hit Zhao Yuanjia's face with a heavy punch unexpectedly: "It's all you! Zhao Yuanjia, if you don't come, they won't die! You forced them to death!"

"Ah—Yuan Jia!"

"The blue sparrow!"

……

The hall suddenly became chaotic, and people moved and ran in the same direction.

"They're all our own people, so stop beating!"

……

"Stop it, Qingque!"

In the end, the wild fox grabbed Qingque's waist and dragged him away.

"It's all your fault! You're the one to be damned!" Qing Que roared hoarsely, and suddenly collapsed. He covered his face and knelt on the ground mourning, "Zhao Yuanjia, you never knew The fault is your own..."