After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 479 Overbearing Blow

Yin Ruming stood beside Xiaojian.

At this moment, she has no idea what is going on in this courtyard.

There were tears in her eyes.

Only Xiao Jian's face blurred in tears was in her eyes.

She panicked.

She was more panicked than she had ever been in her life.

15 years have passed!
The first time she saw Xiaojian at Yuelai Inn, she knew he was her son!

Because Xiaojian is almost exactly the same as Qin Lin.

It was also because she knew that the young wife, Miss Lu San, gave birth to a daughter, not a son!

That night, Xiaojian was born.

He was taken away by Qin Lin before he could even feed him a sip of milk.

He is the son of the Qin family, Yin Ruming thought that Qin Lin took him back to recognize his ancestors.

But on the second night, Qinjian Villa was completely destroyed.

Since then, the son has disappeared.

She thought her son was dead.

It wasn't until the news that the descendants of Qinjian Villa came from outside the customs came from the rivers and lakes that a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

He really came.

Come with a coffin on your back.

She saw her son, but did not dare to recognize him.

Because she didn't want her son to live his whole life with his head bowed under the name of an illegitimate child!

Now she finally mustered up the courage, because her son was going to die.

Her son died, and she had no intention of living.

Xiaojian was obviously also surprised.

The corner of his mouth was bleeding, blood gushing from his internal organs.

His eyes looked a little dim, but he still looked at Yin Ruming's face in front of him...

Mother?

The title of mother is too distant and unfamiliar to Xiaojian.

In the desert outside the pass, in the place where the sky is full of yellow sand.

He lived in the small house under the old Populus euphratica tree for ten years, with only Xiaoqin and his two knives by his side.

Except for taking care of his younger sister Xiaoqin, he almost spends his time practicing swords.

There is only one trick to practice - draw the knife!

under a certain sunset.

He and his younger sister Xiaoqin would lean against the old Populus euphratica tree, look at the gorgeous sunset in the desert, and talk about their mother or father——

The master left the two brothers and sisters here.

Neither of them knew who their parents were.

Xiaoqin has no legs since she was a child. Xiaoqin said...they are children who were abandoned by their parents.

Just like the fledgling eagle resting on the treetops.

In order to survive, it must learn to fly by itself.

The siblings were only five years old that year.

Three years later, the master came again.

This time, they told their life experience.

Only then did they realize that they had that blood feud on their backs.

Xiaoqin didn't practice martial arts in the first place.

In that year, the master brought the gun.

It's called the Jade Blood Cleansing Silver Spear!
The master asked Xiaoqin to practice only one shot——

The master said, that's called a gentle shot!
Use the most gentle way to kill that heinous enemy.

Only one chance!
They practiced this gun together for seven years!
Last spring, the master brought the coffin.

Xiaoqin has lived in that coffin ever since.

The grown-up siblings never talked about their parents again.

This originally warm title became a pain buried in their hearts.

Xiaojian already knew from his master that he and Xiaoqin were half-brothers, but he also thought that his mother died in the fire 15 years ago.

He never expected that this woman would call him out!

"You...you are my...mother?"

"Ok!"

Yin Ruming desperately nodded.

She stretched out her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of Xiaojian's mouth, but she couldn't wipe it off.

She hastily tore off a sleeve of her clothes, trying to block the blood in Xiaojian's mouth.

Xiao Jian laughed, he was very happy.

He seemed to have forgotten that he was going to die.

He didn't care about the status of an illegitimate child at all.

His happiness is...

The mother he had fantasized about for more than ten years was actually alive and by his side.

It made him feel very warm.

But it made him feel a pain in his heart.

His voice became lower and lower:
"Mother...the child is not filial..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wu had already walked over.

When Xiao Wu walked over, Princess Li Yang who was sitting under the opposite eaves had already stood up.

"Bang!" a voice.

The swallow lamp in her hand fell to the ground and shattered.

Xiao Wu didn't look back, he was looking at Xiao Jian's wound, after two breaths, he pulled out the silver gun!
This is taboo.

But he did just that.

The moment the gun was pulled out, Xiao Wu's hand suddenly brightened.

His palm landed on Xiaojian's wound, and kicked Zhou Dashan, who was utterly dead, flying out.

Just like that, he carried the little sword into the coffin that had been laid flat.

He also entered the coffin.

The girl named Xiaoqin on the ground crawled over with difficulty.

She supported the coffin with her hands, and tears fell from her eyes, "Please, please save my brother Xiaojian!"

She fell to the ground.

He kept kowtowing at the coffin.

A pit appeared on the ground, and in the pit was red blood.

Xiao Wu walked out of the coffin, picked up the coffin lid, patted Xiaoqin on the shoulder, and under Xiaoqin's astonished gaze, he wrote a line on the ground:

"Don't let anyone lift the lid of this coffin!"

He stepped into the coffin again, lay down, and closed the lid.

It wasn't pitch black in the coffin.

Xiao Wu is shining.

He is like a Buddha.

……

……

Princess Liyang didn't look at the coffin.

She stared at Yan Jidao standing in the heavy snow, her face full of disbelief.

"How did you get out?"

Yan Jidao didn't turn his head to look at her.

This is the deepest disgust that comes from my heart.

He walked over, stood next to Xiaoqin, and picked up the blue-blooded silver gun that was on the ground.

He practiced boxing.

But when he was holding the gun, even the two half-step grand masters backed up three steps in unison!
He has become like this gun.

The tiredness and decadence on his face disappeared in this instant.

With the gun in his hand, it seemed that there would no longer be any gentle shots.

The green gun barrel seemed to be impatiently making a sound like a dragon's chant.

The silver spear pointed towards the sky.

The gun light blinded everyone's eyes at this moment.

He pondered for five breaths like this, and he seemed to have finally made a decision.

Princess Liyang took a step back.

Another step back.

Her heart trembled.

She already felt the monstrous killing intent conveyed to her by Yan Jidao!
"You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, Zifu will hate you forever!"

She took another step back.

She had retreated to the open door of the main house.

But the killing intent locked on her body not only did not disappear, on the contrary, it became more and more intense, so that it made her feel cold all over.

"For that woman, you don't even care about Lianfa's wife?"

"Married to you for so many years, how many days have you stayed at home?"

Princess Liyang shouted hoarsely: "I am not as good as that woman!"

"All that I did was not for the Yan Mansion!"

"I didn't destroy Qinjian Villa so that you could go home!"

"I'm a woman!"

"But I am a widow for you!"

"Why!"

She took another step back and stood in the door.

Her guards had already surrounded her.

She stretched out her arms and suddenly laughed loudly:

"That's right, you and Miss Lu San are childhood sweethearts, but so what?"

"You didn't marry her after all!"

She stretched out one hand and pointed at the Yanji Road in the distance, like crazy:
"It was you who caused Shangchehou's mansion to be destroyed!"

"I'm Princess Ningguo! Why should Miss Lu San fight with me!"

"If you dare to be the first grader, I will be the fifteenth grader!"

"You don't go home... Do you think there is no other man by my side?!"

"Zifu is not your son!"

"I put a green hat on you!"

"Hahahahaha...!"

She retreated into the room and closed the door.

With a ferocious smile on her face, she just turned around and leaned her back against the door.

Yan Jidao's face was as cold as frost, he waved and threw the gun in his hand.

An extremely domineering shot!
The gun is like a ray of light.

Green silver light.

One shot away.

Penetrate eight people.

Through the thick door.

Princess Liyang felt a pain in her chest.

She lowered her head and saw a gun sticking out of her body.

Cleansing the silver gun with blood!
This is the gun Miss Lu San once used.

She looked at the silver tip of the gun.

In a daze, I felt that Miss Lu San walked out of the spear point.

Looking at her with a proud smile.

(End of this chapter)