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¡¾The Peak of Death and Life¡¿Your heart is like mine

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    "" There was a little silence, Jiang Xi almost sneered, but his eyes flashed with horror, "Wang Chuqing, are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?"

    ?The hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists, and it seemed as if a rock had cracked inside his skull, and his whole body was groggy and dizzy.

    "What relationship can he have with me?"

    Although Jiang Xi's attitude is tough, Mrs. Wang's words have already made him startled to fear, from fear to suspicion, from suspicion to anger¡ªhe has been thinking for so many years that he is alone and has no relatives in the world¡ª¡ª  Heir?  Tell him Xue Meng is his son at this time?  It's justabsurd!

    Mrs. Wang endured the blood bubbling up in her throat, and took a breath. She seemed ashamed, but she still insisted on saying: "Your brother knows what happened back then. What is the relationship between Menger and you, I will never lie to you.  "

    ""

    Jiang Xi was silent for a while, and then suddenly started laughing. It was rare for him to laugh out loud like this, his eyes were full of sarcasm and fury.

    The silver teeth were gritted, and the words were cold.

    "My son? My senior sister wants to ask for help, so it's not impossible to talk to me about love. Why bother to make up such a ridiculous story! Your son's temperament, appearance, body and temper, have you ever been half similar to me?"

    Probably because of the strong uneasiness in his heart, he tried his best to deny it, baring his teeth and claws.

    "How could Xue Meng and Xue Ziming be my son!!"

    But his heart trembled violently, and there seemed to be a voice in the depths of his consciousness that said to him coldly, yes, he is your child, think about his age, think about how Senior Sister Wang left Gu Yue Ye  , you ask yourself, the sky is above, Jiang Xi, think about it

    What can I think about!

    He bit back almost like a trapped beast, tearing the rationality in his heart to pieces.

    Why do you think?

    Having been celibate for more than twenty years, he suddenly told him that he had a son, who opposed him everywhere, gave birth to an appearance that he hated extremely, and had recognized him as his father for so long.

    It's ridiculous.

    He, Jiang Xi, is not a good-hearted person, and he will never be that mindless fool.  He would never be fooled, never listen to this joke, never

    "Snow Phoenix."

    Wan Lai closed his voice.

    As if all the lights were extinguished at this moment, Jiang Xi was in a dark night, looking around in a daze.

    It was the first time he was so dazed.

    Madam Wang looked at him and said, "Snow Phoenix."

    "What do you mean?" Her lips were murmured, gradually pale.

    Mrs. Wang said softly: "Junior brother, you don't understand."

    ""

    It is indeed impossible for him not to understand.

    Xuehuang is his divine power. Although other people can use it, they can't display its powerful power. Only his blood relatives can convince Xuehuang.

    Jiang Xi couldn't say a word for a moment.

    There is no need to even try, Mrs. Wang can talk to this point, what is the return?  He seemed to be cornered.

    He was dumbfounded.

    "¡­¡­this matter¡­¡­"

    After a long time, Jiang Xi turned pale and spoke hoarsely.  After the initial madness, he was almost exhausted: "He, Xue Zhengyong also knows about this matter?"

    Mrs. Wang said: "He has always known."

    ""

    When she said this, her eyes were tender and painful.

    ¡ª¡ªWhen Xue Zhengyi met her, she was seventeen years old, which was a good time for the first blooming of the flower.

    That day, he rode a little donkey and passed Yangzhou with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. He happened to meet Wang Chuqing who came to the port to purchase fabrics.  Gu Yueye had a group of gorgeous female disciples, but he didn't take a fancy to any of them, except Miss Wang in the crowd.

    Xue Zhengyi is a straightforward person, so he greeted her with a smile.

    The other female nuns laughed at him for being frivolous, but Wang Chuqing was gentle and a little embarrassed. She blushed and persuaded him a few words, then left in a hurry with her head bowed.

    That girl was gentle and good-looking, and Xue Zhengyi fell in love with her at first sight, so he went to Gu Yueye every now and then to look for her, one year, two years, three years, Mid-Autumn Festival, Dragon Boat Festival and Shangyuan Festival, all came to look for her.  Until the end, Gu Yueye was spreading the rumors that she had an affair with a gangster, no matter how good-tempered Wang Chuqing was, she couldn't take it anymore and drove him away in a fit of anger.

    Xue Zhengyi was also a little rascal at that time, so he didn't leave.

    Ms. Wang said, you go, I am very embarrassed by you.

    &nbsIn the end, her murmured voice was as light as fluttering: "Yechen Please"

    The phoenix fire covered the sky and the sun, Jiang Xi stood in this sea of ??flames, the sky and the earth were all the same fiery scarlet.  He looked at the woman on the high seat.  She closed her eyes and lowered her eyes, as if she was asleep.  He felt that she probably still had something to say, not to mention that she had clearly promised Xue Meng just now that the mother and son would meet in the Frost Sky Palace¡ªso he waited patiently.

    He waited for her to stand up and told himself that it was all a lie, a joke, a farce.

    He waited for a long time calmly, until his face became more and more gloomy, his heartbeat became more and more dull, and his blood became colder and colder.

    But she never spoke again.

    Mrs. Wang and Xue Zhengyi passed away together.

    She used to be a high-ranking female cultivator from a famous family, gentle and virtuous. Later, people said that she was kidnapped by Xue Zhengyi and became his wife, and some people said that she was married to Xue Zhengyi after elopement. There are many different opinions, and no one knows  the truth.  Over the years, many people at the summit of life and death felt that Mrs. Wang might not like her husband very much, but because she was timid, she dared not complain.

    However, no matter what others said or thought, the moment she learned of Xue Zhengyong's death, she already had the intention of leaving.  She didn't know whether it was love or something else.  Perhaps in the end, even she herself didn't understand what this woman was thinking.  In her life, was she grateful or loving to her husband?  Has the love for Jiang Xi long since disappeared?  She can't see through it.

    Many things in this world will not have a clear answer.

    In the end, what she actually thought of vaguely was only a poem she read by the window many years ago¡ª¡ª

    "Wei will keep his eyes open all night long, and repay his life without raising his eyebrows."

    At that time, she and Xue Zhengyi were newly married, and in a trance, she would also think of the years spent in the lonely moon night when she was a girl.  She looked out the window, and the fog in Sichuan was always so thick, gathering and dispersing, as if the ground was full of white clouds that no one swept away.

    I don't know heaven and earth.

    Someone came over, she was in a daze, and vaguely thought it was Jiang Xi.  But when a cold coat is draped over the shoulders.  The dream woke up.

    Because she knows that Jiang Xi will never know whether she is warm or cold.

    Mrs. Wang turned her head, the candles in the west window were bright, and it was raining at night in Bashan.

    The young and handsome husband was looking at himself with a smile, scratching his head: "It's cold, be careful not to freeze."

    The Danxin Hall is covered with a thick duruo pattern carpet, which is Mrs. Wang's favorite flower decoration.  Jiang Xi walked out from the room full of Du Ruohua, his expression was still indifferent, even more indifferent than usual.

    With a "squeak", the door of the hall was pushed open.

    He was about to leave here, but the moment he opened the door, he saw Xue Meng, whose face was pale and motionless.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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