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Chapter 349 The Cruel Past

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    "I choose" Jiangchun subconsciously opened his mouth, but after saying just two words, he suddenly realized something was wrong and closed his mouth.

    Li Chunhua stood opposite him, her mouth almost blistering with anxiety, "You choose, you choose, no matter who you choose, I will support you."

    Choosing Bisong, it is reasonable that she would give in silently.

    Choosing her seems impossible.

    Li Chunhua let out a breath and suddenly lowered her head, not knowing what she was worried about.

    Are you anxious about being lost and sad?

    But the answer is still yes, even if it ends, you have to give yourself a reason to give up.

    Thinking of this, Li Chunhua raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes turned red and moist. Some kind of transparent liquid surrounded her pupils, but she hugged her eyes tightly and refused to leave.

    "You can't shed tears, it would betoo embarrassing."

    She was thinking wildly, and unexpectedly a big rough hand gently touched the corner of her eye, and then she heard Jiang Chun say softly, "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.

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    "But she is still like the one who interferes, even if she wants to like it, she can't like it. If she wasn't born with a straightforward character, she would have to die to understand. If it were anyone else, she would have gone away silently.

    "Don't cry." Jiangchun was still comforting her softly, "Chunhua, don't cry."

    "Don't say that these are all available." Li Chunhua said with a tearful voice, "Even if you choose Bisong, I won't blame you. I was originally willing, but I misunderstood. You don't like me.  It's normal, Jiangchun, I'm not afraid that you won't like me, what I'm afraid of is that you still want to be with me if you don't like me."

    ?Then what became of her?

    Jiangchun blinked, as if he understood why Li Chunhua was crying.

    He scratched his head anxiously and explained awkwardly, "I don't choose, why should I choose? One is my brother and the other is my woman, why should I choose, Chunhua."

    brother¡­¡­

    Li Chunhua¡¯s crying paused. There were still tears in her big eyes, and her expression was frozen in place. ¡°Youdon¡¯t you like Bisong?¡±

    Jiangchun was dumbfounded, "What are you talking about? II care about Bisong very much."

    But caring, sometimes doesn¡¯t necessarily mean liking it.

    It turns out that she had misunderstood all along.

    "Yousilly girl." Jiangchun sighed, wiped away Li Chunhua's tears with her rough fingertips, and then began to speak slowly.

    Counting carefully, Bisong and Jiangchun have known each other for more than ten years.

    When both of them were children, they were brought back to the capital by the old head of the Ji family, and put into training together, using iron-blooded skills to cultivate highly capable family guards.

    At that time, there were about ten people training together, and they all had a harmonious relationship with each other.

    However, this rapport was broken five years later.

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

    He threw a dozen teenagers into a spacious courtyard and told them that only two people would come out alive in one day.

    ¡°Heh, a dozen or so people, eating and living together, practicing martial arts together, have long developed a brotherly friendship.

    Now, they want to attack their brothers.

    For the first half day, everyone did not take action, just holding their weapons in silence.

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

    That young man had a handsome face, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his eyes were firm but full of mellowness.

    With just one glance, Jiangchun determined that this was not a cruel and heartless master.

    Sure enough, he didn¡¯t do anything, he just found a place to sit down quietly.

    Like a dozen other people, they held their weapons and said nothing.

    But at this moment, the head of the old Ji family spoke, "Kill him, and you can all live."

    Kill this new boy?

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

    They can¡¯t do anything to their classmates who live and eat with them, but they can cut off the heads of strangers.

    "Kill."

    I don¡¯t know who shouted something.At that moment, four people rushed to the boy's side.

    Slap, cut, cut, stab.

    The four people¡¯s moves are fierce, their energy is like a rainbow, and they strive to kill with one blow.

    The young man frowned, pulled out his sharp blade, and started fighting the four people with his backhand.

    Jiangchun looked on, originally feeling sorry for the young man's death, but at the end he realized that maybe it wasn't the case.

    Although the young man struggled a bit under the attack power of four people, he was not injured, nor was he defeated.

    After about tea time, the young man seemed to have found some key point, so he turned from defense to offense. In a short time, he stabbed four people.

    It seems that this young man¡¯s skills are not simple.

    The four defeated people were holding their swords and panting aside, their eyes solemn, wondering what they were speculating on.

    The remaining people looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward.

    It turns out that they didn¡¯t go because they wanted to spare the young man¡¯s life, but because they thought that the four of them would be able to stabilize the situation.

    "The boy surprised everyone, so in order to survive, they had to do their best."

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

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

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

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

    "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 held up two long swords and struggled to support himself, with a hint of forbearance in his eyes.

    It was so big, but when he saw that he could no longer hold on, two hidden weapons shot out from his armholes, killing two people in one blow.

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

    Immediately afterwards, the cold voice sounded again, "Listen, more than a dozen of you, if you can't kill this young man, you can only leave two lives, two, two."

    ??Twotwo

    This sound penetrates the ears like a demonic sound, piercing people's souls.

    Maybe it was because he had seen blood, or maybe he was beaten to the point of going crazy. Jiangchun keenly noticed that the eyes of many people present had changed.

    From the very beginning of clarity, to confusion, to coldness.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know who raised his hand and killed a weak man first.

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

    The courtyard was bloody.

    The five living people were all tattered and messy. They were holding long swords in one hand and looking around, as if checking who should be killed next.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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