[Yi Tian Yang Xiao] Today I will give you two more needles!

In an instant, an unexplained gust of wind blew up a mess, and the delicate flowers were blown over to the ground with the flower pots, and there was a crisp sound after another, the flower pots fell to pieces, and the roots were mercilessly exposed.

The spies who were ambushing around the courtyard sensed that something was wrong, so they were so frightened that they lit up the daytime fireworks.

Yang Xiao's face was sullen, and he stared at him coldly. The spy only felt a fatal tension behind his back, followed by an excruciating pain. Yang Xiao slapped him on the heart, and the spy spurted out a mouthful of blood, killing him on the spot.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger, Ah Da smelled it, and his heart was terrified. He struggled to get up, and in his panic, a shadow hung in front of him.

Yang Xiaozao walked up to him, strangled his neck with one hand, and lifted him up abruptly, his face was covered with frost, he asked:

"You hurt her?"

Ah Da was like a drowning dog, struggling in the air, and when he heard Yang Xiao's question, he squeezed it out of his throat:

"Let...let me do it."

Zhou Dian opened his mouth in shock: "This is the first time I've seen someone so rampant before he died, let me do it? He really can do it!"

"Okay." Yang Xiao raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes became more murderous: "You can do as you please."

With a click, Ah Da's neck was twisted, Yang Xiao threw the body away in disgust, and the top master of Ruyang Palace passed away without dignity.

Two lives in a row, Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it after all, he cleared his throat and persuaded:

"Yang Zuoshi, let's find a place to treat Piao Piao first, then Zhao Min probably took people away after seeing the fireworks."

"Listen to the teacher."

Thinking that Piao Piao was still injured, Yang Xiao suppressed the hostility in his heart, hid his bloody hands behind his clothes, and smiled at Zhang Wuji as gentle and respectful as before: "Teacher please take Piao Piao to go first, Zhou Brother, lend me your fire pocket."

"So ruthless?" Zhou Dian looked terrified, and took out a fire bag from his wide cuff, which was a roast pheasant he carried with him in case of emergency.

As soon as the fire bag came into Yang Xiao's hands, the redwood chair flew up in the middle of the spilled wine, and the wettest piece flew into Yang Xiao's hands, and the internal force was engulfed in fire, which immediately ignited in his hands.

"The leader leaves first, and I will arrive later."

Zhang Wuji wanted to stop him, but the Bat King pulled his sleeve and gave him a look. After thinking about it, Zhang Wuji leaned over and hugged Li Piaopiao, leading the Mingjiao people out of the Green Willow Villa.

Everyone has Ni Lin, and Piao Piao is probably Yang Xiao's Ni Lin. Yang Zuoshi, who is usually calm and calm, and shows no signs of emotion or anger, once touched by Ni Lin, looks like the murderous man in the world. big devil.

They didn't go far, and looked back at the Green Willow Villa. One moment, the luxurious and elegant deep house compound was burned into a sea of ​​flames the next moment.

Yang Xiao walked out of the sea of ​​flames, behind him was a scorching heat wave, reflecting the boiling flames, his white clothes were covered with blood and ashes, and his face was unbelievably calm, like a Rakshasa who came from hell after seeing the chaos in the world. .

Chong Guan was furious and turned into a confidante, and from then on, Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao was charged with murder and arson in the martial arts.

Li Piaopiao didn't know that she was a beauty, she was busy dreaming.

In the dream, her story from childhood to adulthood ran like a revolving lantern.

When her biological parents divorced, they blamed each other like a burden.

In order to find true love again, those two rich people were unwilling to take care of this oil bottle. After renting a house for her, they started the stocking mode. For many years, they only saw money and no one.

There is her vicious boss, who urges her to take pictures of Xiaohua every day, making her run around outside in hot weather and winter, and she is caught by pretending to be a fool, and she will pass, but it is just a baby camera Was smashed to pieces.

However, the dream is not all uncomfortable.

Li Piaopiao also dreamed of the elegant and handsome Yang Xiao, he went from blurry to clear, and dreamed that the two worshiped the heaven and earth high hall amidst the booing of the Mingjiao people.

The red candles were burning, and the red hijab was lifted. Li Piaopiao looked up at the redness of the room and was a little dazed.

"Piao Piao." Yang Xiao was drunk, opened the door and barged in, hurriedly lifted her hijab, stared into her eyes, full of love: "I miss you so much."

The man in front of him had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were seven parts chic and three parts wild. Seeing that Li Piaopiao was still distracted, he raised his eyebrows. It was Yang Xiao when he was young and frivolous.

He stretched out his hand and patted the woman's soft and tender face, with a bit of complaint in his tone, making Yang Xiao a bit cute:

"When you got married, your mind was distracted. Are you dissatisfied with your husband?"

It seems that something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong.

Li Piaopiao stared at him blankly, she still looked like a romantic young man without losing her poise, she couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, and murmured: "Yang Xiao?"

This sound touched the man's heart, and he pitifully placed a kiss on the woman's forehead.

The warm touch made Li Piaopiao a little distracted, only to hear him say softly: "Piaopiao, wake up."

I wake up?

Li Piaopiao raised his head blankly, his dark eyes were still as tender as water, the candlelight behind him flickered without wind, and the bronze mirror reflected an ambiguous light.

Am I not awake all the time?

"Piao Piao, wake up."

Pale face, chapped lips, and closed pupils that used to turn around, the only visible blood is the white cloth that oozes blood all over his body.

Yang Xiao had never seen her like this before, he held her hand and put it on his forehead.

"Miss Li's internal strength is too evil, and other people can be saved if they go mad, but Miss Li..."

After hearing this, a chill rose in Yang Xiao's heart, he pretended to be calm, but his paleness betrayed his panic: "Master, as long as there is a glimmer of life, Yang is willing to give it a try."

Zhang Wuji stared at Li Piaopiao who was sleeping on the bed, the usually charming and bright woman turned into this lifeless look, and he was also depressed:

"Yang Zuoshi, we have no other choice."

Zhang Wuji's words, like a needle, pierced his heart, and the next sentence gave him another life-saving straw:

"Fortunately, Miss Li is still sane. Whether she can wake up or not depends entirely on whether she wants to or not."

The movement is so small that you can only find out if you look closely, her eyelashes are trembling slightly.

Yang Xiao plucked the broken hair on her forehead:

"Piao Piao, we finally got together again, you must be reluctant to leave like this, right?"

They had a lot to say, Zhang Wuji tactfully exited the door, leaving room for them.

The room was quiet, Yang Xiao reached out and rubbed her face:

"When you wake up, I'll take you back to the bamboo hut and tear up all the books for you. We'll dig out all the buried wine and mix it all with fruit juice."

Yang Xiao played with her hand while talking, seemed to remember the happiness at that time, with a smile on his lips, without her in the future, it would be meaningless, and life and death are just two words.

"It's okay if you can't wake up, I will accompany you in a few days."

As soon as the words were finished, there was only a knock at the door, Yang Xiao thought it was Zhang Wuji who had gone and returned, looking back, he saw the woman in yellow shirt standing in front of the door:

"It's been more than ten years, I didn't expect Yang Zuoshi to have such a long-term love, and still care so much about us Piao Piao."

It was her.

Yang Xiao tucked up the quilt for Li Piaopiao, and stood up slowly: "Master Yang is joking, my relationship with Madam has nothing to do with time."

"Time is really nothing to you." The girl in the yellow shirt smiled mysteriously without saying a word, and when she arrived at Li Piaopiao's bed in an instant, she was about to stuff something into her mouth.

Seeing that someone was going to touch Li Piaopiao, Yang Xiao subconsciously stretched out his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were back and forth, and they went through more than ten moves.

"Don't stop me. If you delay saving people, you will regret it."

The woman in yellow shirt was grabbed by the wrist, she simply didn't move, holding a pill in her hand, and lay it in front of Yang Xiao.

Only then did Yang Xiao let her go.

"I lost my temper. You are Li Piaopiao's master, so naturally you can't harm her."

The medicine was stuffed into Li Piaopiao's mouth, Yang Xiao stared at Li Piaopiao nervously, her eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings, and her fingers twitched.

Yang Xiao was overjoyed immediately, and called out to her: "Piao Piao!"

The woman on the bed still had her eyes closed, Yang Xiao frowned again.

"Yang Zuoshi doesn't need to worry, she will definitely wake up in another hour." Huang Shinu poured herself a glass and took a sip: "You shouldn't be together."

Is she... taking her away?

Yang Xiao became alert, and quietly blocked the yellow shirt woman's gaze from looking at Li Piaopiao:

"The Li clan was not slaughtered by me back then."

"I know." The girl in yellow put her cup away: "It's Yang Dingtian."

Yang Xiao was startled, he thought that the things that happened back then were hidden deeply, but he didn't expect that people who knew about it would come out one after another, everything was so different from what he thought.

"Since you know, why did you say in front of Piao Piao that I killed the person?"

"Because I don't want Piao Piao to be with you, you should die your lover in your 30s, and then live alone all your life." Huang Shinu said naturally.

Yang Xiao, who was stunned by this answer, had nothing to say immediately: "When did I, Yang, offend the Ancient Tomb Sect, or Miss Yang?"

"No."

"Then why..."

"The happiness you live is against the way of heaven, and you will be punished by heaven." The woman in yellow shirt pointed to the sky, and said such a sentence in a mysterious and unpredictable way.

"...If Yang offended some expert in the ancient tomb when he was young and frivolous, he will make amends in the future."

This answer made Yang Xiao feel too lazy to ask any further questions. Maybe he did a lot of evil when he was young, and accidentally offended that expert from the Ancient Tomb Sect, which made the girl in yellow hate her so much.

The woman in the yellow shirt had already guessed that he didn't believe it, and took a deep look at him: "You can take care of yourself, I won't take Piao Piao back to the ancient tomb for now, she has her own destiny."

Through Yang Xiao's shoulder, Li Piaopiao looked at the bronze mirror, the mirror was empty, there was no her in the wedding dress, and there was no Yang Xiao in the wedding dress.

Suddenly, there was a gap in the mirror, and the gap spread wider and wider. The crack along the wall, tables, chairs, and the ground formed a spider web.

Red Candle, Feng Guanxia Phi and Yang Xiao turned into mottled fragments, scattered all over the place, and disappeared without a trace. Li Piaopiao froze there, only feeling the glare of the glare, and couldn't help reaching out to block it.

What followed was tingling pain all over his body and the smell of blood in his throat. After the strong light passed, it was still Yang Xiao's face, only a little more vicissitudes and haggard than in his dream.

"If you don't wake up again, I really don't know what to do."

Yang Xiao grabbed her hand, clasped her fingers one by one, and rubbed them on her face.

Li Piaopiao was still in a daze. Just after watching the young and handsome Yang Xiao, who was full of vigor and high spirits, looked at this face again, no matter how strange he looked.

While the other hand was still free, she couldn't help but tugged at his beard.

"Yes, still so naughty."

Yang Xiao grabbed her restless hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

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