Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

It was a quiet night. Outside the camp where Huaxi lived, he was guarded layer by layer.

Liu Luoyuan came back here and looked into it from the outside.

Huawu sat on the side of the soft collapse. He dipped his handkerchief with warm water and gently wiped the blood stains splashed in the palm of Huaxi's hand. Each action was careful. It looked like a treasure in his hand.

When he was a teenager, he regarded Huaxi as both his daughter and his sister.

If you let him give his life, maybe Huawu is willing to do it?

But such a scene is not what Huaxi thought.

In, huaisu paced into the camp and looked down at Huawu. After watching for a long time, Huawu knew she was coming, but he didn't turn around and look at it. He just sneered: "what? Come to see our painter's jokes?"

——We are painters.

In Huawu's heart, Liu Luoyuan is no longer his mother. He is just waiting for an opportunity to kill himself. Although Liu Luoyuan was suffering in her heart, she was still smiling and painting martial arts.

The painting of Wu Sheng's face is better. If it weren't for this general's family, how could he go to that battlefield? How can you learn martial arts with such a bad talent? In order to draw Wu, Hua Wu's father forced him to marry Liu Luoyuan, the general's family

Liu Luoyuan clenched his fist and whispered, "painting martial arts, the last time -"

"What?" Huawu got up and looked at Liu Luoyuan in the dark, full of impatience.

Liu Luoyuan looked at Huaxi and turned to Huawu: "is it unwilling to be forced to marry me? Huawu, this is the last thing I want to ask you."

Huawu looked disgusted and mocked: "if it weren't for you, Ronghe would be able to marry in. If it weren't for you, many things would be different!"

Such loud words.

Such a loud voice.

Hua Wu knew that Hua Xi had fainted, so he was not afraid of anything. Although he said something ugly, he didn't see Liu Luoyuan's lost appearance. Instead, he was so relieved. He stopped with Liu Luoyuan's action of gently stroking his abdomen.

Liu Luoyuan raised her eyes: "have you ever married a name for our child?"

Liu Luoyuan knows the answer without saying anything.

She stroked her stomach, sat gently on the side of Huaxi, slightly stroked Huaxi's face, smiled and said, "Xi'er is beautiful. You have been protecting her since she was born. Not many people in this continent know her face and name. This is Xi'er's blessing and her future blessing."

Hua Wu didn't understand, but frowned: "what is the future blessing?"

Liu Luoyuan turned his back to Huawu and finally said the sentence: "since you don't love the child, give you a reason to love the child, okay?"

She looked back, her eyes shining, with the flickering tears and light.

If she chooses to kill Huawu, the child will become a thing in Yan Ming's hands sooner or later. If she chooses to save Huaxi with rebirth Gu, not only Huawu can treat the child well, but even Yan Ming will.

There must be nothing wrong with her choice!

Whether to achieve the life of Princess Hui or the life of Huaxi and Huawu, she will certainly choose the latter!

Liu Luoyuan tore off Huaxi's sleeve directly. His bones were awe inspiring. The arrows and swords used by the assassins were poisoned by the poison of Eastern Shu. Huaxi's body was already in decline. Even if rescued by thousands of stars and moons, life would be worse than death.

Therefore, only reborn Gu can give Huaxi a new body.

Liu Luoyuan thought clearly and quietly coagulated the tattered body of Huaxi: "you want to know what I promised the eighth Lord, right?"

Huawu directly covered the quilt on Huaxi and angrily scolded: "Liu Luoyuan, are you crazy!"

Huawu protects Huaxi, and his anger is directed at his mother.

Liu Luoyuan was pushed by him and fell to the ground. She stroked her abdomen and smiled: "when Xi'er dies, we can revive Xi'er with rebirth Gu, so we can use our children, okay?"

Hua Wu turned pale and looked at Liu Luoyuan: "what are you talking about?"

Liu Luoyuan laughed, "otherwise, you'll trade your blood for your life! Are you willing to sacrifice your own life to save Huaxi? If not, use the child's life!"

Liu Luoyuan pointed to his stomach and gritted his teeth to see Huawu.

Huawu just coagulated her abdomen and didn't speak for a long time. No one could see behind Huawu. In the quilt, Huaxi's hand moved gently.

Hua Wu directly pulled Liu Luoyuan up and angrily denounced: "rebirth of Gu? What terms did you exchange for the child's life? Liu Luoyuan, you're asking for my life and Xi'er's life!"

"If you don't love me, does our child still need to live? If you want to live, you might as well let the child live in an identity you can accept! Huawu, look at me and Xi'er! If you love me, you don't have to care about Xi'er's life or death, we run away! If you don't love me, you don't have to care about the child's life or death, sacrificing her is!"

Liu Luoyuan directly shook off Huawu's hand.

Huawu was stunned here and looked at Liu Luoyuan. His angry eyes became indifferent: "Luoyuan, you know, what I love is Ronghe."

The answer without guessing

Liu Luoyuan smiled, retreated step by step and fled here directly. Huawu bent down directly, hugged his head and hammered it down to the ground.

On the ground, it was even smashed into a pit.

Huawu left here and looked in the direction of Liu Luoyuan, and there were only slightly opened pupils. Huaxi looked at the place where the night continued, and his eyes were red.

She slowly got up, lowered her eyes, coagulated the more and more rotten places on her body, and gently pulled the veil. All over the body is blood, only the arm still has some strength.

Groping, with the moonlight, Huaxi found a paper and pen by the couch.

Huaxi paved the paper and murmured, "Yan Ming, kiss Qi."

Those four words fell into her heart, but her hand kept shaking. She didn't understand what Hua Wu and Liu Luoyuan said. When she died, she died

If she dies and has to carry others, what's the meaning of living?

She has been locked up in the painting house all her life. She doesn't know anything. If she hadn't fled to Gusu City, wouldn't she have caused so many evils.

If she listened to her brother and married a general, wouldn't she bother Yan Ming.

Is Yan Ming really going to use the rebirth Gu for her?

Surely not

If she is as calm as Nian huaisu and can become a general with Nian huaisu, can she help her brother and Yan Ming?

Now Yan Emperor is holding Yan Ming and painter Jun's life is also being held. All she can do is become a drag on others. But she didn't want to be like this, and she didn't want to be like this.

If she died, she would not have to think about anything and would no longer worry others.

Tears drop by drop.

The letter paper was also stained with her blood, mixed with tears and her tears: "if Xi'er doesn't go to Dongshu, my brother won't know Ronghe, and sister-in-law Luoyuan won't be hated by my brother. It's Xi'er's fault... It's Xi'er's fault!"

The quiet sob finally turned into a gentle cry.

Huaxi bit his lower lip, endured the rotten pain on his body, packed the written paper and gently put it on the bed. She leaned on the bed, panted slowly, and took out the dagger from her arms with the last bit of strength of her body.

"If you die, you don't have to choose your brother."

"If only I were dead..."

The dagger is cold, with the meaning of spring.

Hua Xi lowered his eyes and cut the dagger directly to his neck.

Bang

The dagger fell.

The blood came out like a waterfall, rendering her light pink dress and dropping to the ground.

She opened her beautiful eyes and quietly looked at the distance outside the curtain. There was a young man in red coming here at a very fast speed. Hua Xi smiled and murmured softly: "if you can do it again, Xi Er can certainly become a person like sister Huai Su. Her martial arts are unparalleled, but she knows you, knows you, and treats you very well... Very well..."

The eyes are like dead ash, and finally have no color.

……

The man in red walked outside the camp and quietly looked at the motionless appearance of Huaxi from a distance of several feet.

All the guard painters followed Yan Ming and looked here.

Everyone knelt down in an instant: "draw a girl!"

"Stupid!"

Yan Ming looked sideways and looked faintly at the painter's army. A whole twelve people had become the color of blood mist in his sleeves. He trembled and dared not step in.

"Painting streams."

Yan Ming murmured softly, but the people in the camp didn't move. Their eyes stared at him like that. The corners of their lips smiled with relief, with the gentleness of young people.

Her temperament has always been different. She likes to laugh and annoy.

But the blood came out of the account by itself and had flowed to Yan Ming's boots. He shed blood like, gently held Huaxi in his arms, and put his slender fingers between Huaxi's eyes: "suicide is not the best way to solve things."

He looked at the man in his arms and smiled.

The man in his arms did not move, his body was cold and soft, and the once breathing voice dissipated.

When Yan Ming picked up Huaxi, he saw the envelope on one side. Without a word, he pasted the envelope gently on Huaxi's chest and went straight out of the camp.

When Yan Ming came out, the camp broke up and the fire started.

The night was finally brightened by the stars and the moon.

Yan Ming nodded and stared at the Moonlight: "painting martial arts, this is your sister. This is what you can do?"

Draw Wu in front and come here crazy.

A man fell directly in front of Huawu and flew out with one palm. Nian huaisu glanced lightly: "draw general, so be ready for the early birth of your son."

Draw the bleeding stain on Wu's mouth, bite your teeth and look at Yan Ming: "what are you going to do?"

After that, tens of millions of stars and moons have come towards the Huaxi River. Yan Ming sweeps the sky ten feet, bloody at the mouth of the stars and moons, and tens of millions of bright gradually wraps their bodies.

The crowd saw that the man with fierce red had black hair. He cut off the blood of his arm and fed the blood to the stars and moons.

The poisonous insects flew over, one at the center of the painted stream's eyebrows and out again.

At the moment, those stars and moons are walking straight towards the distance. The red clothes follow the stars and moons in the sky, and draw martial arts to follow them. I can see that all the stars and moons are heading for Liu Luoyuan!

Liu Luoyuan's surprised eyes were filled with fear.

Everything fell out of sight, and everything began again. Since Xingyue left liuluoyuan, she held her stomach and gritted her teeth, curled up on the ground and couldn't help but bear it.

Yan Ming turned his back to Huawu and glanced at the person in his arms, but handed the person in his arms directly to Nian huaisu: "this body is no longer useful, and she is no longer Huaxi."

In, huaisu took the body and flew straight out.

Huawu was furious: "Yan Ming, what did you do to my sister!"

He stumbled up and went after Nian huaisu.

Yan Ming smiled, looked down at the struggling Liu Luoyuan and stroked her stomach. There was a faint light in her glazed eyes: "painting the river is the name of the son in the belly. Do you understand?"

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