The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Today, he may not recognize the origin of this sword.

Ouyang Queming quickly moved his eyes away, as if he was listening to the voices outside, but various matters kept flashing in his mind.

He thought that he now knew the identity of this mysterious Muqing girl.

Baitang, the young master of Chongyan Palace.

No wonder, bearing the blood feud, the blood feud could be related to Fei Yuque.

Colleague, Ouyang Queming admired Baitang very much, she was able to remain so calm despite such a blood feud, and she never saw her seek help from others.

"Just now, did you hear the screams in the room?"

"Yes, it sounds scary."

"Two living girls went in, and when they came out, they were two corpses. It was terrible."

"People outside envy us in Feiyu Que. As everyone knows, Feiyu Que is the most terrifying place. The sect master is moody, and we maids, if we don't pay attention, we will die."

Deng Jinlin: "It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. He can't spend his whole life guarding his wife's wooden signboard. A wife doesn't want her husband to be taken care of or accompanied by anyone."

The two girls embraced and comforted each other.

Deng Jinlin sighed: "She is really a good girl, but unfortunately... her luck is not good."

Baitang: "There is a couple who love each other very much. The wife dies of illness. What should the husband do?"

"You've helped me so much, why don't you be polite now, just say it."

Ouyang Queming: "You can like many things if you like, but I don't know about love..."

"The housekeeper arranged for me to serve the young master tomorrow, Lan'er, if I can't come back, can you do me a favor?"

Bai Tang: "What if the husband died? What about the wife alive? The husband must also hope that the wife has no one to take care of her, and no one to accompany her. It is best for the wife to remarry."

Seeing that they hadn't gone far away, Baitang chatted for a while: "We and you, what is love? What is liking?"

"If I die, please help me give this letter to my parents. There is a box under my bed, which contains the money I have accumulated for a long time. I divided it into three parts, one for you, and the other for keeping. You build a good grave for me, and give the rest to my parents. This letter is to... to Brother Daqiang, just when I change my mind and tell him to forget me and live a good life."

Deng Jinlin: "The deceased is dead. The husband should not live in pain forever. He must cheer up and live a good life. The wife must hope that he can live a good life."

Deng Jinlin murmured: "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death..."

Baitang asked again: "Then, will my husband marry again?"

Ouyang Queming asked: "Miss Mu, if that person doesn't survive and fail to keep your three-year agreement, what will you do?"

Deng Jinlin: "This is impossible..."

Baitang continued to ask: "Why not? Husbands are allowed, but wives are not. Is brother Deng the dead wife? Can you peek into the inner thoughts of a dead person?"

Ouyang Queming said: "Love is the only thing. How can one person fall in love with several people. That's not love, it's just liking."

Baitang: "A husband loves his wife. If the wife is defiled by another man, the husband can't bear it. The husband hugs him left and right, making his wife a beautiful concubine, but the wife can't help it. Brother Ouyang, love is the only thing, gender can't make love different That's right."

"Love is giving, and love also includes possession. You have given a lot, and it is not normal not to want to get something in return. Brother Ouyang just asked, what should I do if he didn't come? When I made this decision, I had already thought about it. Come, I will kill someone, and in the days to come, I will wander the world alone."