Chapter 118: You Killed Her
Bai Feng looked a little agitated, and he picked up the brush on the table angrily.
Dipping the paper in ink, he randomly picked up a blank piece of square-cut rice paper, and with a focused and meticulous expression, he painted the next picture.
Swish...
The rice paper was quickly lifted up, making a twitching sound in the air.
Bai Feng picked up the painting with wet ink with his slender fingers and walked up to Luo Hun.
"General Luo!"
"Do you recognize what this is?"
Bai Feng leaned over slightly and placed the painting in front of the drunk man.
When Luo Hun recalled the sad things, he kept drinking and had already become a little unconscious, with a red blush on his face.
He didn't understand why Miss Bai Feng's voice sounded as if she hated him so much.
"painting?"
His sad eyes wandered on the drawing paper, and he swallowed the wine in his mouth with a gulp.
"What's this"
There was a sword drawn on the paper, a sword that looked familiar to him.
There was a crisp sound of "pa" and a slap flew over.
Bai Feng suddenly attacked, and Luo Hun was stunned and received a hard slap in the face.
"It seems... you don't remember!"
Bai Feng felt sad for Xin Rulan. This was the person she fell in love with. It really wasn't worth it for him...
Shen Tingyu was stunned and dumbfounded for a moment.
Luo Hun tilted his head and swallowed. He sobered up and his eyes became clearer.
The white fingers suddenly grabbed the rice paper in front of him, ignoring the slap marks on his face, and held on to the painting tightly.
The force was so great that if Bai Feng didn't let go, the painting would be torn in half on the spot.
Luo Hun was a little confused: "This is the sword I lost a few years ago. How do you know this?"
Bai Feng lowered his eyes and said slowly, "If you recognize it, that's all that matters."
"This is the item Xin Rulan was carrying when she fell off the cliff. After she lost her memory, it is the only thing that can prove her identity."
Bai Feng's expression was complicated, and his voice suddenly rose: "Do you know where she died?"
Luo Hun frowned in confusion. He couldn't understand what Bai Feng meant, just as he didn't know where her hatred for him came from.
Bai Feng spoke slowly and clearly, "Xin Rulan, she was so stupid. She followed her sword all the way to the military camp."
“But he died near the military camp!”
Luo Hun suddenly raised his head, his body shaking violently, his lips trembling, "You...you...what did you say?"
He realized that even though Lanlan fell off the cliff and lost her memory, she still followed the clues to find him.
But he died in the military camp closest to him, which made him feel palpitations and buzzing in his head.
The heaven and earth were eclipsed, and the whole person stood there, crying silently.
"When we found her, she had just been thrown out of the barracks in a mess. It was you who did it!"
Bai Feng stared at Luo Hun intently: "You were the one who tortured and killed her, right?"
"Speak!" Bai Feng shook his shoulders.
"Her face was half destroyed after she fell off the cliff. Was it you?"
"She had a chance to survive."
Bai Feng was relentless and it was hard to tell whether he was unwilling to let Luo Hun go, or unwilling to let go of himself who had received Xin Rulan's favor but failed to save her.
Luo Hun kept recalling, and a picture that left a deep impression on him flashed out in his mind. It was a strange female prisoner, and half of her face was covered in blood.
The memory was like a thunderbolt from the sky. With a loud bang, it struck Luo Hun to death on the spot and sent him into hell.
She really came to find him, but he passed her by.
"I saw her that day...but I didn't recognize her!"
Luo Hun cried so hard that his nose was running. He sat on the ground and pounded the ground and cried bitterly without any regard for his dignity.
The man who was agile and invincible on the battlefield was now crying like a desperate child.
"I killed her!"
If he had recognized her at that time, she would not...
If she had regained her memory, she would have been so desperate. When she was suffering, the person she loved walked past her with an expressionless face.
One glance will make you regret for life!
Shen Tingyu stood aside, without a handkerchief, so she took the tyrant's sleeve to wipe her tears.
Oh my god!
Lovers cannot end up together.
It is probably because Luo Hun is just a small cannon fodder and his ending has already been arranged.
Due to some strange coincidences, the two of them passively parted ways.
Shen Tingyu couldn’t help but think about it.
What would happen to their story if General Luo recognized the disfigured Xin Rulan.
Perhaps this world is missing a great general who defended the border and fought to his death.
And there is a pair of lovers who have gone through the wind and snow and met again, and they will accompany each other until old age with peace of mind and contentment.
No one knows whether those who leave are more desperate or those who stay are more desperate.
Although Xin Rulan is dead.
but--
Shen Tingyu raised her eyes and looked at Xin Hongying, the corners of her eyes red from crying.
She saved General Luo's life, so she must be able to change the tyrant's fate.
must!
She sobbed softly, slowly lowered her head, and looked away.
Hearing the sobbing sound, his dark eyes lowered nervously.
Looking at her red eyes from crying, he let her wipe her tears with his sleeves.
The two glances were like a dragonfly skimming the water, missing each other.
Xin Hongying listened quietly, and suddenly a lot of thoughts came to her mind. This was the scar that her senior brother was unwilling to open.
He seemed to have a glimpse of his own future through his senior brother.
He felt depressed, and the vines wrapped around him tightly, like a mirror, revealing the side of him that he feared the most.
If the fairy left him, he would probably go crazy!
Xin Hongying was thinking that he and his senior brother were facing the same dilemma.
The only thing that made his senior brother luckier than him was that they had a wonderful past.
And he could only look up, feeling lost and uneasy, like a knife hanging over his head, always worried about her departure.
As her slender fingers touched the love secrets hidden in her lapel, Xin Hongying's eyes calmed down, and she suddenly accepted the thirty-six strategies above.
I even began to feel a little disgusted, thinking that thirty-six items were too few.
Why aren't there eighty-one strategies?
Bai Feng told everything he knew.
He did it on purpose!
He couldn't let Xin Rulan leave alone, in despair, leaving without leaving anything behind.
He just wanted Luo Hun to remember her!
This is the only thing he can do to help her, and this way he can repay her kindness in the past!
Luo Hun looked at the face of Xin Rulan after Miss Bai Feng had disguised herself, and the things he held on to in his heart were shattered.
He gave a bitter smile and choked on the wine. He couldn't tell whether it was a smile or tears.
"Old Lin..."
Luo Hun waved his hand with a haggard look on his face.
"I'm tired, please see you off."
A group of people left the study and their footsteps gradually went away.
When leaving, Bai Feng restrained his aggressive attitude, his face was expressionless, and he returned to his usual harmless look.
"Miss Baifeng."
Xin Hongying stopped, still some doubts in his heart, his eyes beneath his sword-like brows were as cold as a bayonet.
"Can a single plant of Golden Flame Resurrection Grass really make you completely devoted to it?"
"What is your purpose in following us in disguise?"
"Do you dare to reveal your true face?"
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