Chapter 328 The world is impermanent, life and death

Leng Xuanrong came out from behind the curtain tent and saw Shouju kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy from An Pingzhi, and his heart was as painful as a knife. She came forward to help Shouju up from the ground, stretched out her hand to gently wipe off the tears under the corner of his eyes, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Shouju, with me, no one will hurt you. Go back and have a good sleep. We... have something else to do..."

Shouju gritted his teeth and looked at Leng Xuanrong. Seeing that her eyes were red, tears turned around in her eyes, but finally they did not fall out. At this time, the breath from Leng Xuanrong's body surprised Shouju. The cold air swept up, but Shouju could clearly feel a little soft temperature coming from Leng Xuanrong's hand.

The two only looked at each other for a moment, and the next moment they were pulled out by Anpingzhi's men.

Leng Xuanrong couldn't help sighing when she saw the figure disappearing in front of her.

At this time, An Pingzhi walked to Leng Xuanrong's side and whispered, "This child must have been threatened by King Xiaohan. That man is not as kind as you think. He can do everything to achieve his goal."

"Isn't the eldest son the same?" Leng Xuanrong didn't look at An Pingzhi and said coldly.

An Pingzhi smiled when he heard the words, put his hand around Leng Xuanrong's waist, took her out slowly, and said as he walked, "Leng Xuanrong, you are a smart girl. I have always thought so. Think about it, how can King Xiaohan's things to do be compared with what I want to do? What he thought about was the Jiangshan community of their Du family. For this Jiangshan community, everyone's death was deserved for him. You are the people of Huangqi. If you die, you will defend your country. If you live, you will do your best. But I am different. I am grateful to everyone who works for me. For everyone who dies for me, I will firmly remember his name and fulfill his unfulfilled wish.

Speaking of this, An Pingzhi turned his head to look at Leng Xuanrong and asked with a smile, "Thus, what else do you want?"

Leng Xuanrong raised her eyebrows and looked at An Pingzhi and asked, "Do you think I will die for you?"

"Hahaha..." An Pingzhi laughed and shook his head when he heard the words, "I have never thought so. I want you to live and want everyone who works for me and everyone who is loyal to me to live. It's just..." An Pingzhi's cold face seemed to remember something, looked into the distance and said, "The world is unpredictable, and life and death are uncertain. Who can expect what will happen in the future?"

Leng Xuanrong lowered her head and thought about it and whispered, "In this life, I only have two wishes. One is that one day I can live a plain life with my father and Brother Yan Liang, and the other..." Leng Xuanrong slowed down her pace, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then raised her head and looked at In front of him, he whispered, "There is another wish to erase all the pain and resentment in my heart before I die. If one day, I can close my eyes, then I will die without regret."

"There is no regret..." An Ping, holding a paper umbrella in his hand and walking a few steps in front of Leng Xuanrong. He didn't see the decisive expression on her face. An Ping, as usual, smiled indifferently without a trace of dirt. "It's really difficult for a person to do this. Death without regret...haha..."

The two walked slowly, and the sunset in the sky shone on layers of clouds, emitting a fiery red light. The roof of the prime minister's mansion was reflected by such light, and the little beasts on the eaves seemed to be alive. The flowers and trees in the courtyard lost their original color, shaking like a mass of flames, and the colorful lights hanging in the corridor added a lot of joy.

Walking through two corridors, Leng Xuanrong suddenly found another team of guards in light armor coming over in the distance. These people will stop to salute when they see An Pingzhi, and then take the round cake-shaped shield in their hands and pass by them. Counting this team, Leng Xuanrong has seen three teams of people in the same costume along the way.

When the light armored bodyguard passed by these people, the unique atmosphere of these people suddenly reminded Leng Xuanrong of this time in his previous life. At that time, Leng Xuanrong's heart was full of contradictions, and she was afraid that she couldn't sleep every night. Whenever there were light armored guards patrolling outside the yard where their inferior servants lived, Leng Xuanrong felt that these people were coming to catch her.

Leng Xuanrong felt something was wrong. If I remember correctly, these light armored guards in the previous life should have visited this mansion a long time ago. Why did they come so late in this life?

As soon as this idea came out, Leng Xuanrong became more alert. She should pay attention to every change in this life and previous life, and every change has a reason.

She walked behind the Prime Minister's mansion with An Pingzhi. Seeing An Pingzhi take her through the inner house little by little, Leng Xuanrong's heart became more and more furiated. When she couldn't help it, she caught up with An Pingzhi and asked, "Son, where are you taking me?"

An Pingzhi stretched out his hand and pointed forward. Leng Xuanrong followed his hand and found that it was a large garden in the back house of the Prime Minister's mansion.

Leng Xuanrong came to this garden once with He Ruiping in her previous life. It is full of rare flowers and trees, which is very beautiful. This garden alone is much larger than the two-fold yard of the ordinary Fujia family house.

Leng Xuanrong frowned and thought to himself, I don't know whether to say that An Pingzhi has a calm personality or that he is too slow and orderly. Is he still in the mood to come to the garden to enjoy the scenery at this time? What's more...

The sun completely sank, and An Pingzhi didn't know when he threw the paper umbrella in his hand.

Do you have to take advantage of the night to enjoy the garden scenery?

The more puzzled Leng Xuanrong was, the more vigilant she became. When she followed An Pingzhi to the door of the garden, she was immediately shocked.

The scenery in the whole garden is completely different from what she saw in her previous life. This can no longer be said to be a garden, but a serious 800 training ground!

The wide courtyard was full of light armored guards, all with big knives around their waists, shields in their hands, and hard bows and carved arrows behind their backs. It was so dark that Leng Xuanrong couldn't see the faces of these people and couldn't count how many people were standing in the courtyard, but a huge killing atmosphere came towards her, and the cold hairs on Leng Xuanrong's back suddenly stood up.

At this time, a martial artist in a light and short clothes hurried over and said in a low voice after An Pingzhi's courtesy, "The eldest son came here specially. Do you have any orders?"

An Pingzhi shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm here to see if you need anything else."

The martial artist was stunned when he heard the words, and then hurriedly stood up and said loudly, "Don't worry, we are fully prepared!"

An Pingzhi nodded, reached out and took out a ladle of letters from his arms and gave them to the martial artist. He whispered, "The rest will probably be sent back tomorrow. You can put these away first."

The martial artist looked a little excited. After saluteing again, he reached out to take the mail and carefully put it in his arms.

After explaining these things, An Pingzhi didn't say anything. He took Leng Xuanrong back and walked back. After a few steps, he asked Leng Xuanrong softly, "Guess how many light armored bodyguards there are here."

Leng Xuanrong recalled the size of the garden she had seen in her previous life, and then thought about the black pressure she had just seen, and couldn't help shaking her head vigorously.

"Eight thousand dead men."

An Pingzhi said calmly, "These people were collected by my father and my brother who has been guarding the frontier for many years. They are all loyal to their families and can die for their families. What I wrote to the martial arts teacher just now is their last wish. Some people hope that their families can live a relaxed life, and some people hope that their enemies can die in front of them. These people are now... in your words, they are all dead without regret. The only goal for them to die without regret is... Leng Xuanrong..." An Pingzhi smiled indifferently, looked at Leng Xuanrong and asked, "If you were standing between them at this time, what would you do?"

Leng Xuanrong only felt that her heart was suddenly seen through by An Pingzhi. She seemed to really stand between these people. Fear has become a habit, and there is only one living goal...

Ah......

This feeling is so familiar.

Previous life...

At this time in her previous life, Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan, promised her that as long as she could do that, he would clear her father and Yan Liang's grievances, so that they could be redressed after death... At that time, as long as she could fulfill this wish, she would die without regret. At that time, in great fear, she still chose to complete the last thing in her life.

She was crazy. Even though she was in absolute danger at that time, she still seemed to be fearless. She still poisoned An Longyi, and then calmly fled and killed He Lijing with a sharp blade.

The temperature of the blood splashed on the body seems to remain. This kind of must be done, regardless of your life. No matter what, you have to succeed. Leng Xuanrong is simply too familiar with it...

8,000 dead people, will 8,000 people be crazy for the greedy desire to settle down and bleed to death for them?

They will still be afraid before they die, and they will never die without regret. At that time, it will be too late for them to regret.

Don't want to...

Don't want to...

Leng Xuanrong clenched her fist and stared at An Pingzhi. A tear fell from the corners of her eyes, and the sound from the depths of her throat seemed that even Leng Xuanrong herself could not hear clearly.

At this time, An Pingzhi stretched out his hand to hold Leng Xuanrong's chin, forced her to raise her head, smiled and appreciate her eyes, and whispered, "These 8,000 knives will not hesitate to cut the enemies of my family. No matter how hard they struggle and wait for them, they can only be smashed to pieces. Those who violate me, kill!"

The cold moonlight, reflecting the figures of two people, pulls out two long dark shadows...