Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1156 The Pit is 214 Meters Deep and More Than He Is a Man (1)
Perhaps the wind on the prairie was too strong, and I lost my eyesight.

Perhaps the clouds in the sky were too low, blocking the light.

The moment he saw that person, Mo Jiu seemed to see Xiao Liulang.

...That's right, the dead Xiao Liulang.

The two people cuddled in their dreams, entangled their fingers, held each other for joy, and the years of being together day and night gave birth to not only the unshakable relationship between life and death, but also a familiar feeling-not the skin, but the soul.A feeling that I can be familiar with no matter what you become, a feeling that even if you are dead and never existed, those familiar moments, the moments of looking at each other and smiling, the moments that no one else can replace, are deeply The feeling imprinted in the brain.

Can sometimes go away.

When I miss too much, when I see a familiar scene.

The wind whipped up the man's long hair. In the strong autumnal wind, he slowly turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "If you are sensible, let go of my wife, I will allow you to leave."

Morbid voice, ferocious face.

He is not Xiao Qian, but Xiao Changsi.

One moment they were still fantasizing about the reunion, and the next moment they fell into the ice cellar.

The disappointment in Mo Jiu's eyes was obvious.

However, after she accepted the reality, she realized that it was Xiao Dalang who rescued her, and she felt warm for a moment.Although this man is not Liu Lang, he is in the same line as Liu Lang, the same ancestor, and has the same shrewdness as him.

Right now, Wanyanxiu is one against four, even if Xiao Changsi doesn't make a move, just three people, Chuanxi, Chuangbei and Shengdong, can make him unable to escape...

Unless he can really kill Mo Jiu ruthlessly.

And this possibility, Mo Jiu thinks it is quite small.

Just a moment ago, he was still talking softly to her.

No matter how deep the love is, he must be reluctant to kill him, right?

Wanyanxiu was behind her, tied up like a living zongzi, she couldn't look back at him, so she didn't know what expression Wanyanxiu would have when Xiao Changsi stopped him here.All I know is that he didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while, he asked mockingly.

"Aren't you dead? Is this a soul or a person?"

Mo Jiu was taken aback.

It seems that Wan Yanxiu also mistook Xiao Changsi for Liu Lang.

What can't be said, the bottom of my heart is even a sore.

Xiao Changsi frowned and introduced himself, "My surname is Xiao, Dalang Xiao from Chuzhou. The woman in your arms is my wife." Yan Guozhu, what is the reason for such a robbery of a wife?"

He did not evade his identity as a "fugitive".

Of course, Wanyanxiu is from Juan, not from Nanrong, so there is no need to avoid it.

Wanyanxiu didn't seem too surprised by his words, but paused for a moment, and the sneer remained undiminished in that slightly sinister laughter.

"Interesting, interesting. I heard that more than five hundred members of the Xiao family were killed, but one Xiao Dalang ran away and disappeared. He was wanted by the court for several months, but nothing was found. Unexpectedly, he was taken in by the Mo family's giant—"

"None of your business!" Mo Jiu didn't like the tone he used to talk about the Xiao family, and struggled on the horseback, "Wanyan San, you must have some morals!"

After being "rebuked", Wan Yanxiu was not annoyed, he just smiled and responded, and then said: "However, I have a question. Mr. Xiao, do you mind if you are not the only man in your wife? Among his men, there is your own brother... and me?"

Men can't accept cuckolds.

Especially in ancient times, it was simply unbearable.

Wan Yanxiu obviously understood men's minds, and used men's minds to attack Xiao Changsi.

(End of this chapter)