Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 349 The cruel past

"I choose..." Jiang Chun was about to open his mouth subconsciously, but after saying two words, he suddenly realized something was wrong and closed his mouth.

Li Chunhua stood opposite him, the corners of her mouth were bubbling with anxiety, "You choose, you choose, no matter who you choose, I will support you."

Choosing Bisong, within reason, she would silently back down.

Picking her... seems unlikely.

Li Chunhua exhaled, and suddenly lowered her head, not knowing what she was anxious about.

Anxious to lose and sad?
But the answer is still necessary, even if it is over, you must give yourself a reason enough to give up.

Thinking of this, Li Chunhua smiled slightly, but her eye sockets turned red and moist, and some transparent liquid surrounded her pupils, but she held her eye sockets tightly and refused to leave.

I can't cry, it's... too embarrassing.

She was thinking wildly, and suddenly a big rough hand gently caressed the corner of her eyes, and then she heard Jiang Chun's soft voice, "Don't cry."

Li Chunhua's emotions suddenly seemed to have found an outlet, she curled her red lips, and tears rushed to the ground.

too bitter.

People always compete with women for men, so why did they want to compete with men for men when they came to her place.

However, she is still like the one who intervened, even if she wanted to like her, she would not like it. If she hadn't been born with a straightforward temperament, she would have to die to understand it. If it was someone else, she would have walked away silently.

"Don't cry." Jiang Chun still comforted her softly, "Chunhua, don't cry."

"Don't say that there is nothing left." Li Chunhua cried, "Even if you choose Bisong, I won't blame you. It was my wish, and I misunderstood it. You don't like me. It's normal, Jiang Chun, I'm not afraid that you don't like me, what I'm afraid of is that you still want to be with me if you don't like me."

What has she become?

Jiang Chun blinked her eyes, as if she understood why Li Chunhua was crying.

He scratched his head anxiously, and explained clumsily, "I didn't choose, why should I choose, one is my brother, the other is my woman, why should I choose, Chunhua."

brother……

Li Chunhua's crying paused, tears were still in her big eyes, her expression was frozen in place, "You...don't you like Bisong?"

Jiang Chun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What are you talking about? I...I really care about Bi Song."

But caring, sometimes not necessarily liking.

It turned out that she had misunderstood all along.

"You... silly girl." Jiang Chun sighed, wiped away Li Chunhua's tears with her rough fingertips, and then slowly began to tell the story.

After careful calculation, Bi Song and Jiang Chun have known each other for more than ten years.

When the two were children, they were brought back to the capital by the Patriarch of the old Ji family, and they were put into training together, using iron and blood to cultivate highly capable family guards.

At that time, there were about a dozen people who were trained together, and they all had a good relationship with each other.

However, this rapport was broken five years later.

The head of the old Ji's family, that is, Ji Yunshu's grandfather, that old man had a kind face, but he was so ruthless in his actions.

He threw more than a dozen teenagers into a spacious yard and told them that only two of them could come out alive in one day.

Heh, more than a dozen people eat and live together, practice martial arts together, and they have long developed a brotherly friendship.

Now, they are going to attack the brothers.

For the first half a day, everyone didn't do anything, just holding their weapons in silence.

In the second half of the day, the head of the old Ji family threw a young man in.

The boy had a handsome face, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and firm eyes, but there was a mellowness.

With just one glance, Jiang Chun decided that this was not a cruel and heartless master.

Sure enough, he didn't do anything, just found a place and sat down quietly.

Just like the other dozen or so people, they held their weapons and said nothing.

But at this moment, the Patriarch of the old Ji family said, "Kill him, and you can all survive."

Kill the new boy?

Of the dozen or so people present, half of them clenched the handles of their weapons.

They can't do anything to their companions who eat and live with Wu, but they can cut off the heads of strangers.

"Kill it."

I don't know who yelled, and four people rushed to the side of the boy.

Chop, cut, chop, stab.

The four people moved fiercely, with aura penetrating Changhong, striving to kill with one blow.

The boy frowned, pulled out his sharp blade, and fought four people with his backhand.

Jiang Chun watched from the side, originally regretting the loss of the young man, but at the end he realized that maybe it wasn't like this.

Although the boy struggled a bit with the attacking power of the four, he was not injured, let alone lost.

After about a cup of tea, the young man seemed to have found some key point, and turned his defense into an attack. After a short meeting, he stabbed four people.

It seems that this young man's skill is not simple.

The four defeated people leaned on their swords and panted aside, their eyes were dignified, and they didn't know what to speculate.

The rest of the people looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward.

It turned out that they didn't go because they didn't want to spare the young man's life, but because they thought that the four of them would be able to stabilize the situation.

In the end, the young man surprised everyone, so in order to survive, he could only do his best.

Jiang Chun was also among them, but his moves were not brutal, and a bit perfunctory.

He thought, this boy with broad shoulders and narrow waist must be killed.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The young man was tossing and turning, but he was still inevitably hurt. Seeing that his physical strength was about to run out, and his throat was pierced by a sword, a cold drink suddenly sounded.

"Shu'er, at this point, are you still unwilling to kill people?"

"If you don't kill them, they will kill you. In this world, people who are not cruel can only be fed to dogs. Don't you understand this truth?"

The young man struggled to support himself with two long swords, his eyes showing a hint of forbearance.

What a big guy, just when he was about to lose his hold, two hidden weapons shot out from his armhole, killing two people with one blow.

The young man's pressure suddenly eased, he picked up a long sword on the ground, and with one in his hand, one in each hand, he pierced and swung the sword in the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the cold voice sounded again, "Listen, a dozen of you, if you can't kill this young man, you will only be left with two lives, two, two."

two...two...

This sound is like a magic sound piercing the ears, piercing people's hearts.

Maybe they saw blood, maybe they went crazy from the beating, Jiang Chun keenly noticed that the eyes of many people present had changed.

From the clarity at the beginning, to confusion, to coldness.

I don't know who raised his hand, and killed a physically exhausted person first.

The rest of the people began to cut down indiscriminately, their heads were easily cut off like trees, and their black hair and blood were flying in the air.

The compound was bloody.

The five living people were all in tatters and mess. They held a long sword in one hand and looked around, as if they were checking who should be killed next.

(End of this chapter)