Fang Xing made arrangements for the villa. Before leaving, he held his daughter in his arms and felt soft in his heart when he saw his daughter sleeping unconsciously.
He handed the child to his wife, just like a husband who is traveling far away telling his wife, "Take care of things at home, and take good care of the child."
Cui Lengxiang hugged the child and wanted to persuade her to keep him, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she nodded, "I know, the child and I will wait for you."
What she wants is for her husband to deal with the past matters. If her husband is determined to solve it, she naturally cannot stop him.
But, it's very possible that he won't be able to come back.
Fang Xing got on the horse, drove it, and walked away without looking back, with a courageous and desperate attitude.
Fang Xing rushed to the Jueqing Palace as quickly as possible, changing horses all the way. When he arrived around the Jueqing Palace, he washed himself up in the inn and put on white clothes with faint golden lines.
As he moves, he flows like brilliance. His hair is combed smoothly, and he wears a feather crown, embellished with jade stones, and wears a gentleman's sword at his waist.
Such a temperament, so handsome, truly like a gentleman, as gentle as a hand, as gentle as jade, and with a bit of the heroic spirit of a martial artist.
He dressed up carefully, like a man going to see the woman he loved, trying his best to show off his charm.
Fang Xing raised his hands, looked at his clothes, and showed a sarcastic smile. No matter how he killed Zhong Lishuang, it would be fine.
Doesn't Zhong Lishuang like his face?
Du Danlian showed a strange expression when she saw Fang Xing standing in the wind, his robes flying, as if he was going to ride the wind back, like a man among gods.
She walked over and asked calmly: "What are you doing here?"
Fang Xing turned around and said, "I'm looking for Zhong Lishuang."
Du Danlian's expression became even more strange, "You don't know?"
The story of the Jueqing Palace has spread throughout the world. There are many restaurants talking about the Jueqing Palace during this period, and they are all the stories of Zhong Lishuang.
Zhong Lishuang is now despised by people in the world and is called the devil, the real devil...
As the child who defeated the female devil and the young disciple of Wucai Taoist, he is now famous in the world, and the world is full of legends about the child.
Fang Xing actually didn't know.
Fang Xing looked a little stunned, "What should I know?"
During this period of time, Fang Xing has been dealing with matters at the Philadelphia Villa, arranging things after his death, and seizing every minute to spend time with his wife and daughter.
Du Danlian said to this: "Then you come with me."
Fang Xing hesitated a little, but still followed Du Danlian and arrived at the Jueqing Palace. There was no room for regret.
"Squeak..."
The door opened, and a stale smell came to his face. Fang Xing frowned, what's the smell?
Du Danlian said: "The palace master is inside, go in."
"Huh?" Fang Xing was confused. It was so dark that he didn't even light a lamp. What kind of trick was Zhong Lishuang playing?
Fang Xing walked into the room, and the smell became more and more obvious. When his eyes adjusted to the dim environment, he suddenly saw a cage in the middle of the house.
cage?
There was another person lying in the cage, a person making a humming sound from his mouth.
Fang Xing was surprised that Zhong Lishuang was not in the room, only the people in the cage.
cage?
Zhongli Shuang?
Zhong Lishuang is in a cage?
Fang Xing was confused for a moment. He walked quickly to the cage, endured the smell, put his hand into the cage, and pushed his hair away. What he saw was a haggard and thin face.
He is so thin that he looks like a piece of skin stretched on a skeleton. Is this Zhong Lishuang?
Zhongli's frosty, withered-tree-like eyes turned, and he saw Fang Xing with a look of astonishment on his face.
Fang Xing?
Why is Fang Xing here?
He saw himself now!
He saw himself in such a mess!
The shock in Fang Xing's eyes deeply hurt Zhong Lishuang's eyes and hurt her heart.
Even though she hated Fang Xing, she didn't want to appear in front of him in such an embarrassed state.
Especially at this moment, Fang Xing seemed to be shining brightly in this dark room, as handsome as when she was in love with him.
Such a stark contrast made Zhong Lishuang's heart ache and made her feel unspeakably embarrassed.
Zhong Lishuang made an excited sound from her mouth, "Get out, get out..."
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed, "It's really you. How did you become like this?"
He came with the determination to die, but when he saw Zhong Lishuang locked in a cage like an animal, he felt as if he was laughing or laughing.
He even had a sense of fantasy, as if he was dreaming. He had made a lot of preparations, but he never thought of the scene like this.
He stroked the cage and asked Zhong Lishuang, "Is this cage the same cage that once held my daughter?"
"It was done by Wucai Taoist." That child is now Wucai Taoist's disciple, and with Wucai Taoist's strength, he can defeat Zhong Lishuang.
Moreover, Wucai Taoist is not a coward like him.
I met Wucai Taoist and the child on the road before, and they should have come to Jueqing Palace to take revenge.
Fang Xing looked at the person in the cage and murmured: "You look like this... so ugly!"
Zhong Lishuang's body trembled, as if she was extremely stimulated by Fang Xing's words.
When a woman is loved and hated by a man, saying she is ugly is even more heartbreaking than being killed.
You are so ugly, how can I love you?
Fang Xing added, "Besides, it stinks too!"
"Get out, get out..." Zhong Lishuang shouted to Fang Xing. She raised her hands feebly and pulled her hair over her face to cover her face.
It's as if if you cover your face with your hair, the other person won't be able to see your face, escaping from the world outside your hair.
How embarrassing!
This was the first time that Fang Xing saw Zhongli Shuang like this. The crazy Zhongli Shuang was scary, she looked like a madman.
This kind of Zhong Lishuang is more like a weak madman.
Fang Xing uttered evil words: "If you are living like this, it would be better to die. Zhong Lishuang, if you are alive, it would be better to die to make people happy."
Zhong Lishuang, whose face was covered with hair, only trembled when she heard this, but she seemed to have lost her hearing and didn't hear it at all.
Indifferent to the outside world.
Seeing this, Fang Xing turned around and walked out of the room. Listening to the footsteps, tears rolled down one by one from the corners of Zhong Lishuang's eyes.
She was not indifferent, her heart was riddled with holes by Fang Xing.
Zhong Lishuang, who was weak, weak, and had lost her inner strength, seemed to have turned into a helpless girl who was hurt by love, crying silently.
With inner strength, she can retaliate forcefully, but without inner strength, all the love, all the hate, all the intertwining of love and hate can only be endured by herself.
Fang Xing went to ask Du Danlian what happened?
