The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

A strange smile appeared on Long Jiantian's face, Xia Zhilin would never appear in front of Long Shengnan again in his whole life, let Long Shengnan go crazy forever.

In the pitch-black cave, Xia Zhilin was plotted against, struggling to death, and howling inhumanly.

Fu Yaxuan's heart became heavy. It turns out that there are still such twists and turns, but people who love each other can't be together. Whose fault is this?

They may have their own faults, but the most unforgivable must be Long Jiantian. He has harmed so many people for his own selfishness, even his own relatives, which is really chilling.

However, there is a god in the sky, the bad guys will get their retribution after all, and Long Jiantian finally got the retribution he deserved.

Xia Zhilin slowly raised his hand, trembling, touched his face slightly, weeping sadly: "Although I didn't die, but...became like this, what's the difference with death?"

Fu Yaxuan's voice was choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak a word.

"I really want to die like that... But because of Katsuo, I can't. I'm afraid that Long Jiantian will harm her, so I keep this life, but I can't see her..." His voice gradually Whimpering, at the end, the sound was all off.

Tears fell on Fu Yaxuan's face without warning, because of this life and death bitter love.

Xia Zhilin lowered his head and murmured hoarsely: "What else can I do? What else can I do..."

After that, there was silence, Fu Yaxuan watched him, and said slowly: "You should go see her."

"No! How can I let her see me like this?" he yelled angrily.

Fu Yaxuan shook her head, the love in her heart is not like this, she said slowly: "If she really loves you, she won't care what you become..."

Xia Zhilin cut off her words loudly: "I can't let her see me like this. I'd rather she think I'm dead than she thinks I've betrayed her."

Fu Yaxuan said angrily: "So you don't love anyone, you only love yourself! Since you hate seeing yourself so much, you might as well die!"

Xia Zhilin stood there in a daze, holding back tears, hesitant to speak, hesitant to speak, trying to calm down, finally couldn't help it, covered his face, and cried bitterly.

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Fu Yaxuan didn't know how she got back into the room, she was lying on the bed exhausted, her eyes were empty.

Her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything.

Cui Moyao sat gently beside her, and asked, "Where did you go just now, I can't find you?"

"Just go for a walk." She replied lightly.

"What's the matter? You seem to be in a bad mood?" He lay on the bed and bumped her with his elbow.

"fine."

"It's okay, why are you in a bad mood? I was in a good mood just now. If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. Aren't you happy?" Cui Moyao put his head in her arms and writhed, not like his own.

Fu Yaxuan bowed her head and stared at him, just staring at him quietly, she thought to herself, what would happen to her if her Mo was disfigured like Xia Zhilin?Will you still love him as much as you do now?

can you?

For a moment, she was at a loss, and suddenly realized that Xia Zhilin's worries were justified.

Cui Moyao noticed the complicated changes on Fu Yaxuan's face. He stroked her soft hair and asked softly, "Aren't you tired? How about I rub your back for you."

Fu Yaxuan sat up suddenly, and asked solemnly: "Mo, if I was burned today and left an ugly scar on my face, would you still love me?"

Cui Moyao laughed, and lightly reprimanded: "What stupid things are you talking about?"

"I mean what if, what if it's true?" she pressed on.

"No matter what you become, I will love you the same. Because what I love is all about you, not just your beautiful appearance, not just your flamboyant personality, not just your bravery, your persistence, your kindness , your talent...you are you, you are unique in this world."

He turned her face so that she faced him, took her hand and placed it on his heart, keeping his eyes on hers.

He didn't blink, so she believed that what he said was from the bottom of his heart, she burst out laughing, the confession of a loved one can make people happier than anything else.

"No matter what you become in the future, you will always be the one I love." He gently stroked her face and said seriously.

She threw herself into his arms like a bird, clinging to his body like a spider, and immediately the room was full of spring.

"Mo, no matter what you become, I will always love you." She whispered softly in his arms.

"We're all old couples, don't think too much, just go to sleep."

So, I turned off the lights, and the soft evening wind blew and blew into the tent, gradually shaking off my worries...

In the early morning, everyone seemed to get up very early, and everyone was full of energy, even the horse pulling the cart was full of energy and ready to go at any time.

The sunlight quietly sprinkled on the ground through the mist, and the birds in the woods began to sing. Lu Qiuhong did not miss this kind of picturesque scenery at all.

She checked the luggage in the carriage, and there were quite a few items. She poked her head out of the carriage and said, "I haven't got in the carriage yet, do you want to stay here?"

Fu Yaxuan looked back, this beautiful mountain is quiet, it is not happy when people come, and it is not sad when people leave.

"Let's go." Cui Moyao hooked her shoulder and smiled at her.

She really has to leave, and from now on, everything here will become a part of her memories of her hasty life, and she is just one of the countless passers-by on this mountain.

"Hurry up, Master and Madam." Lu Qiuhong urged on the carriage, fearing that Long Shengnan would repent and they would not be able to leave.

Long Shengnan may not have a bad nature, but she is a robber after all.

At this moment, a person came slowly, and she was dressed in a plain white dress, her steps were so graceful, and her waist was so light.

Lu Qiuhong was always anxious. She didn't see her sixth sense so accurate when she gambled. This time, thinking about Long Shengnan, Long Shengnan really came, evil.

Fu Yaxuan stopped in her tracks, turned her head slowly, and stared at Long Shengnan, only to see her frowning brows, her big eyes full of melancholy, although her appearance was not perfect, but she was charming, I felt pity for her.

Who would believe that Long Shengnan, the leader of the bandits who is feared by rumors in the martial arts world, is actually a beautiful girl like a flower.

After listening to Xia Zhilin's words last night, Fu Yaxuan no longer hated her, but felt that she should have more instead of living alone like this.

Martial arts masters are mostly aloof and arrogant, rebellious and withdrawn, and the more superb their martial arts, the more so they are.