Chapter 7 The fifth round is the full moon again

July 15th, sunny. Moonlit night, full moon. Ding Peng absolutely trusts Qingqing. If Qingqing said that there is a certain kind of wine, no matter how good the drinker is, he must be drunk after drinking it, he absolutely believes that no matter who drinks this kind of wine, he must be drunk. He believed that these eight silent and loyal old men must be drunk, and they were indeed drunk. But he really didn't expect that the first drunk was Qingqing's grandmother. She seemed to have something on her mind today, more than anyone else, so she also drank with them, drinking faster and more than anyone else.

So she got drunk first. But they are still drinking, you have a cup, I have a bowl, without saying a word, they keep drinking. They seemed determined not to stop until they were drunk. Drinking like this, even if they don't drink this kind of wine, they still must be drunk. Now they are all drunk. The flower hall next to the small building is smaller than the palace, but more gorgeously decorated than the palace. There are only two sober people left. In this valley, only the two of them are awake. Ding Peng looked at Qingqing, Qingqing looked at Ding Peng, Ding Peng's eyes were full of joy and excitement.

The expression in Qingqing's eyes was complicated. This is her home, she has taken root here, and here are her relatives. Now she was going away, into a completely strange world, never coming back, and never coming back. Of course her heart is in turmoil. Of course she can't just leave like Ding Peng. Ding Peng sighed suddenly, and said, "I know what you're thinking, and I also know that you are definitely not willing to leave here." Qingqing forced a smile and said: "I am indeed a little reluctant to leave this place, but I am even more reluctant to leave you."

Of course Ding Peng would not persuade her to stay. Even if he meant it, he wouldn't say it. Qingqing stared at him and said, "Are you really willing to take me away?" Ding Peng said: "Of course it is true." Qingqing said: "If you change your mind, I can let you go alone before it's too late." Ding Peng said: "I said before, wherever I go, you can go there, if there is me, there will be you!" Qingqing said: "You don't regret it?" Ding Peng said: "Why should I regret it?" Qingqing finally smiled, although her smile was full of sorrow, but it was full of tenderness and sweetness.

What a woman needs is such a person who can be relied on and stayed with for a lifetime. Whether she is a woman or a female fox, it is the same. But before she left, she couldn't help but go to see her stern but kind grandmother. She couldn't help but knelt down and kissed her wrinkled face. This farewell is likely to be an eternal farewell, even Ding Peng felt a little sore in his heart, but he couldn't help but said: "If we want to leave, we'd better leave quickly, lest they wake up..." Qingqing said: "They will never wake up." She stood up: "This wine is brewed with my grandfather's secret recipe. Even if a god drinks it, it will take six hours to wake up."

Ding Peng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Six hours would be enough." He had just finished speaking when he heard a person laughing and saying, "That's right, six hours is enough." Everyone laughs. People are laughing every day and everywhere. But Ding Peng had never heard such laughter, and he never even imagined that there would be such laughter in the world. The laughter was high-pitched and sonorous, as if thousands and hundreds of people were laughing at the same time. Laughter was suddenly in the east, and suddenly in the west, as if there were people laughing in all directions.

But this laughter happened to be made by one person, definitely only one person. Because Ding Peng had already seen this person. An extremely thin, extremely dark black-robed old man who looked like an air-dried black date. There was no one at the door, absolutely no one. But the black-robed old man seemed to be standing at the door right now. Ding Peng was neither blind nor blind, but he did not see when the old man appeared, let alone where he appeared from. Suddenly, he was already standing there. His laughter didn't stop, the cups, plates and bowls on the table were all shaken "ding ding", some of them were actually shattered.

Not only were Ding Peng's ears numb from the shock, but his mind seemed about to be shattered. As long as the old man's laughter can be stopped, he is willing to do whatever he is asked to do. He had never imagined that a person's laughter could have such terrible power. Qingqing's face was pale, her eyes were full of fear, and she suddenly said, "What are you laughing at?" Although her voice was thin, it pierced through the laughter like a needle. The old man in black laughed and said: "These eight little foxes have two hands, and this female fox is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It is not easy for me to deal with them all one by one. Unexpectedly, someone will deal with them for me first." , it saved me a lot of trouble.”

Qingqing's face changed, and she said sharply, "Who are you? What do you want to do here?" The old man in black robe finally stopped laughing and said coldly, "I'm going to peel your fox furs and make a coat for my grandson." Qingqing sneered, and suddenly made a move, pulling out the scimitar that Ding Peng had obliquely inserted in his belt. The green saber light was curved, like a crescent moon at first, and suddenly turned into a flying rainbow. Ding Peng knew the power of this knife, and he believed that no one in the world could withstand this knife. Unfortunately he was wrong.

The old man's robe rolled out like a dark cloud, which suddenly engulfed the flying rainbow. Qingqing turned over in the air, and was so shaken that she flew three feet away, and she couldn't stand still when she fell. The black-robed old man sneered, and said: "With your little fox's skills, you are still far away." Qingqing's face changed drastically, and she stepped back step by step.There is a door behind. The old man in black robe said coldly: "Are you going to find that old fox? Don't you forget that on July 15th, when the moon is full and the yin and yang are in harmony, it is the most stressful time for him to practice. Even if I am in front of him He doesn't dare to peel your skin in front of you, otherwise as long as you go out of the way, you will be lost forever."

Qingqing did not forget.Her face was completely pale. She knew there was no escape for them. The old man in black robe suddenly turned around, stared at Ding Peng, and said, "You are a human, not a fox." Ding Peng couldn't deny it. The old man in black robe said: "I only kill foxes, I don't kill people." He waved his hand: "you go, you'd better go quickly, don't wait until I change my mind." Ding Peng was stunned.He really didn't expect the old man to let him go. He is a human being, not a fox, this is a fox robbery, and it has nothing to do with him in the first place. Now that he is still young, the martial arts he has learned is enough to cross the rivers and lakes, and he is proud of the martial arts. As long as he can return to the human world, he will be able to feel proud and stand out immediately. Now that the old man has let him go, of course he has to go. The old man in black robe said coldly: "Why don't you leave? Do you want to die with them too?" Ding Peng suddenly said loudly: "Yes." He suddenly dashed over and stood in front of Qingqing: "If you want to kill her, you have to kill me first." Qingqing's whole body has softened, because her whole body seems to have melted, becoming one with Ding Peng. She looked at him, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. Her heart was full of joy, wonder, gratitude, and a tenderness too thick to be melted away. Her tears flowed again: "Are you really willing to die with me?" "I said, if you are with me, you are with me. No matter where you go, I will be with you." The old man in black robe said: "Are you really going to die with her?" Ding Peng said: "Really!" The old man in black robe said coldly: "It's not easy for you to die!" Ding Peng said: "I'm afraid it's not easy." He rushed over, exhausted all his strength, and rushed towards the old man in black robe. He is not Ding Peng four years ago. His body is light and miraculous, his shots are accurate and quick, and his martial arts are by no means inferior to any famous master in the martial arts. Whether this old man is a man, a ghost, or a fox, it is definitely not easy to kill him. Unfortunately he was wrong again. As soon as he jumped up, he saw a dark cloud flying towards him. He wanted to dodge it, but he couldn't. Then he fell into darkness again, boundless darkness, seemingly endless. Suddenly there is light in the darkness, moonlight.full moon. When Ding Peng opened his eyes, he saw a full moon like an ice plate, and also saw Qingqing's eyes that were gentler than the moonlight. Whether in the sky or underground, there will never be a second pair of such gentle eyes. Qingqing is still by his side. Whether he is dead or alive, whether he is in the sky or underground, Qingqing is still by his side. There were still tears in Qingqing's eyes. The eyes, the full moon, and the scene were almost exactly the same as when Ding Peng woke up after being killed by the sword of the short old man in the gold robe and beard last time. But last time he didn't die. What about this time? This time he didn't die either.Not only he didn't die, Qingqing didn't die either, why did that scary black robed old man let them go? Is it because of their true love, their ignorance? Ding Peng said: "I'm really not dead?" Qingqing said: "I'm still alive, how could you die? If you're dead, how can I still be alive?" There were tears in her eyes, but they were tears of joy: "As long as we are together, we will not die, we will be together for life and life." Ding Peng said: "But I can't figure it out!" Qingqing said: "What can't you figure out?" Ding Peng said: "I can't figure out how that old monster in black robe would let us go?" Qingqing smiled.Tears flashed on her smiling face, and her smiling face was reflected in the tears, she said: "Because that old monster is not a real old monster." Ding Peng said: "Who is he?" Qingqing said: "He is my grandfather." Ding Peng couldn't figure it out even more. Qingqing said: "My grandpa knows that you will want to leave sooner or later. He knows our every move, so he made a bet with my grandma." Ding Peng said: "What are they betting on?" Qingqing said: "If you are really good to me, if you are still willing to die for me, he will let us go." She didn't go on, and she didn't have to go on. That incident was just a test, to test whether Ding Peng really has true feelings for Qingqing. If Ding Peng had abandoned her in distress, Ding Peng would undoubtedly be dead now. Qingqing held his hand. Ding Peng's hands were sweaty, cold sweat. Qingqing said softly: "Now they believe that you did not lie to me, no matter where you go, you will never abandon me, so they let me go with you!" Ding Peng rubbed his eyes and said, "What is this place?" Qingqing said: "This is the world." Ding Peng said: "Have we really returned to the human world?" Qingqing said: "Really!" For the first time, Ding Peng discovered that the world is so beautiful and lovely. He was already tired of the world and didn't want to live anymore, but now he realized that life is so beautiful, as long as a person can live, it is already something to be thankful for. The full moon has faded. The dark sky has been gradually whitened by the dawn, and human voices have gradually been heard in the distance. The sound of the baby crying, the sound of the mother drinking, the sound of the bucket being hoisted into the deep well, the sound of the spatula stirring in the iron pan, the sound of the wife forcing the husband to get up to farm, the sound of the husband looking for shoes under the bed, The sounds of young couples loving each other, the sounds of old couples bickering, the crowing of cocks, the barking of dogs... These voices are full of the pulsation of life, and are full of human love. Ding Peng could hear some of these voices, but he couldn't hear some of them. Although his ears couldn't hear them, he already had echoes in his heart. Because these voices were already familiar to him. Back in his hometown, in the small, unsophisticated village, he started hearing these voices when he got up in the morning and asked his mother to dress him. Ding Peng suddenly said: "I must go to see my mother first." At the moment when he said these words, he suddenly thought of something he shouldn't have thought about. ——She is a fox. ——How could he take a fox wife to meet his old and stubborn mother. ——But how could he not take her there? Qingqing has lowered her head.She did have a sharper observation ability than ordinary people, and she had obviously sensed what was going on in his mind. She asked softly, "Can you take me there?" Ding Peng said: "I must take you there." Thinking of her true love for him and the sacrifice she made for him, he couldn't help hugging her and said, "I said, no matter where I go, I will take you with me." Qingqing raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were full of gratitude and tenderness: "Of course I'm going to see your mother, but I don't want to see anyone else anymore, no matter who you are going to meet in the future, I'd better Don't show up." Ding Peng said: "Why?" Qingqing forced a smile and said, "You should know why." Ding Peng said: "But others will never see you..." Qingqing said: "I know that others will never see that I am a fox, but... No matter what, I am always a fox. If I can avoid meeting ordinary people, it is better not to meet." She seemed to have some difficulties. She suddenly came to this completely strange world, of course she had some difficulties. Ding Peng held her hand and said softly, "As long as it's something you don't want to do, I will never force you." Qingqing smiled and said: "But sometimes I have to force you, and I have to listen to me." She didn't let Ding Peng speak, and asked again: "After going to see your mother, what are you going to do?" Ding Peng did not answer. His blood is hot, he is full of ambition, and there are many things he wants to do. Qingqing said: "I know what you are going to do, you not only want to stand out, but also want to vent your anger!" Ding Peng admitted. The wrongs he suffered must be cleared, and the insults he suffered must be avenged. He never forgot these things for a day. Qingqing said: "Before we left, my grandfather took care of me again and again. If you want to become famous and want revenge, there are a few things you must keep in mind." Ding Peng said: "What's the matter? Tell me!" Qingqing said: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not make a move, and if the opponent is not worth your shot, you must also not make a move." She added: "The first time you make a move, you must carefully choose a good target. As long as you can defeat him, you can be famous in the world, and then you don't have to make enemies with others!" She explained again: "Because my grandfather said, no matter how good your martial arts are and how famous you are, if you have too many enemies, sooner or later you will still be cornered." Ding Peng said: "I understand what the old man means, and I will definitely do as he says." Qingqing said: "So you can't be too ruthless, and you can't kill them all!" She said it very carefully: "If you want others to respect you sincerely, you must leave a way for others to walk!" Ding Peng said: "I understand!" Qingqing said: "There is one more important thing!" Ding Peng said: "What's the matter?" Qingqing's scimitar was still on his waist. Qingqing said: "My grandma gave it to you, so my grandpa asked you to bring it out, but you must not use this knife until it is absolutely necessary!" Her expression was more serious: "If you want to use this knife, you must let the other party die under this knife. As long as the knife is out of the sheath, you must never leave the other party alive." Ding Peng said: "If the other party is not the person I must kill, if the other party has not forced me to a corner, can I not use this knife?" Qingqing said: "You must not use it!" She smiled again and said: "But you can rest assured, with your current martial arts, no matter what sword you use, you will be invincible in the world!" At this time, the sun rose, and the sun was shining on the beautiful land of the world. October Xiaoyangchun. morning. Liu Ruosong pushed open the window, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, the air was fresh, and today was undoubtedly another sunny day. He is a dog, and he is forty-seven this year, but there are still no wrinkles on his face. Physical strength can always maintain the peak condition of a mature man, not only interested in women, women are also interested in him. He is rich, healthy, and handsome. In recent years, his reputation as a chivalrous man has become more and more popular. People often call him a "hero", and everyone respects him very much whether they recognize him or not. He has a lot of friends, status, wealth, and reputation. Although they are not as good as him, they can match him. Whenever the spring and autumn are auspicious, they will always come to spend a happy time with him. Wherever he went, he was always very popular. He believed that if the Wudang sect could have a lay disciple as the head, it must be him. This was originally just a fantasy, but now it is possible to realize it. His Wansong Villa has a wide terrain and excellent scenery, and it is a well-known villa in the Jianghu. His wife is also a well-known beauty in the world, and she is smart and capable. The relationship between their husband and wife has always been very good. If he has difficulties, his wife will do everything for him. As long as it is what a man can have, he already has it all, even he himself is very satisfied. But recently, something has made him feel uncomfortable. The room he lives in is at the highest point of Wansong Villa. As long as he opens the window, he will see a green hillside opposite, with verdant trees and green grass, but he can't see people. Whenever this happens, he will feel a kind of "heaven and earth, I am the only one" pride, and even if there is something unsatisfactory in his heart, he will forget it completely. Unexpectedly, there has been a lot of construction work on this hillside recently. Every morning, knocking began on the opposite hillside, which not only broke his tranquility, made him restless all day long, but also violated his self-esteem. Because the house built on the opposite hillside is obviously larger than his Wansong Villa. In the Lianghe area, Guanzhong and northern Shaanxi, even famous civil engineering craftsmen and carvers from the south of the Yangtze River were invited here. The manpower mobilized for the construction of this house was twenty times more than that for the construction of Wansong Villa in previous years. There are many people who can do things well, and of course the house can be built quickly. Every morning Liu Ruosong opens the window to look, and he will find that there is either an extra pavilion, or an extra pavilion, or an extra pond, or an extra flower forest on the opposite mountain villa. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was a miracle. The chief manager who supervised the construction of this manor was surnamed Lei, and he was the second shopkeeper of the "Zang Lei" family in the capital. In the field of civil engineering, the Lei family with the longest history and the most prestigious reputation is the Lei family in the capital. Even the inner courtyard of the imperial palace was built by the Lei family. According to Director Lei, it was a "Master Ding" who invested in the construction of this manor. Mr. Ding has decided to have a banquet in Xinshe on December 15th. Therefore, the construction of this manor must be completed before mid-December. He would pay any price, no matter how much it cost, as long as he could meet the deadline. He has already opened accounts in the four major banks in the capital, and he can withdraw cash at any time as long as Manager Lei writes a note. Director Lei is someone who has seen the world, but he said: "This Mr. Ding is so generous, even I have never seen it before." What kind of person is this Mr. Ding and what is his background?How can there be such a big style, such a big hand? Liu Ruosong couldn't help being curious. He must dig out the origin and details of this Mr. Ding, down to the root. Whatever he decides to do, he must do. He has entrusted this matter to his wife, and Madam Liu has never let him down. Mrs. Liu's maiden name was Keqing when she was not married. ——It's not ridiculous, it's pathetic. ——Qin Keqing. Mrs. Liu is also a dog. She is twelve years younger than Liu Ruosong, and she is thirty-five this year. But even the most discerning person would never be able to tell her true age. Her waist is still slender and soft, her skin is still smooth and smooth, her belly is still flat, and her face has absolutely no wrinkles. She is even more charming and charming than when she just married Liu Ruosong. Even those who are most jealous of her have to admit that she is really a rare stunner in the world. Only a man who has slept with him before can truly understand what the word "beauty" means. Until now, Liu Ruosong thought of the beautiful scenery of their wedding, and the ecstasy enjoyment she gave him. There is absolutely no other woman in the world who can compare to her. But time is merciless, Liu Ruosong is getting old after all, and gradually feels powerless. He had even started to get a little scared. Just like most middle-aged husbands are a little bit afraid of their wives, because they have gradually been unable to meet their wives' requirements. They have been separated for many years now, but they still maintain a deep relationship between husband and wife. A very deep, yet very subtle feeling. Mrs. Liu would often run away alone, and he never asked her whereabouts. Because he knows his wife is a stunner, and he also believes that his wife will never betray him. As long as she doesn't betray him, why can't he let her have a little physical enjoyment? He often said that he is a very, very "open-sighted person". Maybe it is because of this that their relationship has lasted until now. Only a man like him who can take it easy can marry a "beautiful woman" as his wife. If a man marries a "stunning woman" as his wife, it doesn't feel very good. noon. The sun was shining through the window, Madam Liu sat down on a pear chair under the window and wiped off her sweat with a piece of ropa. Even though it was the end of October, the weather was still hot. Mrs. Liu is not only afraid of the cold, but also afraid of the heat, because she has never experienced any hardship. Some women seem to be born without suffering, because they are far smarter and more beautiful than other women. She unbuttoned her skirt, revealing her beautiful, white and greasy breasts, panting lightly. Liu Ruosong barely controlled himself and didn't look at her. In front of some young girls, he is still very manly, and he can still make them cry softly, but when he meets his wife, he will be defeated. So he can only control himself, so as not to have another "fiasco" experience. Mrs. Liu smiled, giggling and said: "Could it be that the tiger whip I brought back from Kanto for you last time is also useless?" Liu Ruosong pretended not to hear. It's not that the tiger whip is useless, it's just that it's useless to her. He changed the subject and asked, "Have you already found out the origin of that young master?" Mrs. Liu said, "Yes." Liu Ruosong said: "Who is he?" Mrs. Liu said: "He is an acquaintance of ours, but you will never guess who he is." Her eyes sparkled, as if remembering something that excited her again. Liu Ruosong said: "Who is he?" Madam Liu said, "His name is Ding Peng." Liu Ruosong lost his voice and said, "Ding Peng? Is that Ding Peng?" Mrs. Liu said: "It's him..." Liu Ruosong's expression changed.Of course he will not forget the person "Ding Peng", let alone the move "Meteor from the Sky". It's not that he doesn't know how his wife tricked this "meteor from outside the sky" trick. Madam Liu seemed so excited, of course there was her reason. Although he always thought that the price she paid was worth it, but now he still felt a little sour in his heart.He said lightly: "I didn't expect that he is not dead yet, are you very happy?" Mrs. Liu lowered her face and sneered, "Why am I happy? What he hates most is not you, but me." Liu Ruosong sighed, and said: "Since he is not dead, he will come to us sooner or later, but I really can't imagine how a poor boy like him can suddenly become so rich?" Mrs. Liu said coldly: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have future blessings. He was able to escape that time, but we couldn't find it, which means that this kid has good luck. People with good luck will pick up big things even if they are walking on the road." Ingots." This is angry talk. When a woman is angry, it's best to ignore her. All smart men know this method, Liu Ruosong is a smart man.He shut up. In the end, it was of course the woman who spoke first, and women are always more impatient. Mrs. Liu finally couldn't help but said: "Since he wants to settle accounts with us, why didn't he come to the door quickly, why did he build such a big house opposite us, what is he planning?" Liu Ruosong said: "People's hearts are separated by belly, what is going on in a living person's heart, others will never be able to guess." Madam Liu's eyes lit up again, and she immediately asked, "What if this living person dies suddenly?" Liu Ruosong smiled and said, "If a person dies, he has no idea." Mrs. Liu also sighed, and said: "It's a pity that he won't die. Since he can live till now, it's not easy for him to die." Liu Ruosong said: "Although it's not easy, it's not too difficult." Madam Liu said, "Oh?" Liu Ruosong said: "It's only been four years since that incident. If a person is particularly lucky, he may make a fortune within four years." He continued with a smile: "But martial arts are different. If you practice hard every day, it will never fall from the sky like a big ingot." Mrs. Liu said: "He didn't dare to come to us because although he has made a fortune, his martial arts are still the same as before." Liu Ruosong said: "With his martial arts, even if he meets a famous teacher, even if he trains hard for ten years, he will definitely not be Xiao Song's opponent." Mrs. Liu said, "Xiao Song? You mean Song Zhong." Liu Ruosong smiled, and said: "Song Mingzhong, who will die with a sword?" Mrs. Liu picked up a bowl of lotus seed soup that was placed on the coffee table next to her, took a few sips slowly, and said leisurely, "I recognize this person." Liu Ruosong said: "I know you recognize it." Mrs. Liu said: "You seem to recognize it too." Liu Ruosong said: "It's useless for me to recognize it, it's only useful for you to recognize it." Madam Liu said, "Oh?" Liu Ruosong said: "Because he only listens to you, if you want him to go east, he will never dare to go west." Mrs. Liu said: "You mean, if I want him to kill someone, he will go too." Liu Ruosong smiled and said: "If you ask him to kill one person, he will never dare to kill two people. If you ask him to kill Zhang San, he will never dare to kill Li Si." Mrs. Liu said: "If I want him to kill Ding Peng, Ding Peng will have no idea." Liu Ruosong clapped his hands and said, "It's not bad at all." Madam Liu suddenly sighed, and said: "It's a pity that he has been too showy in the past two years, and has become arrogant and crazy. How could he listen to an old woman like me?" Liu Ruosong smiled and said: "I have been in the limelight for the past two years, even I have to listen to your old woman, why doesn't he dare not listen?" Madam Liu slowly put down the lotus seed soup, picked up a candied fruit with two spring onion-like fingers, and put it into her small mouth, which was smaller than a cherry and sweeter than honey, and gently squeezed it with her white teeth. Bite it, and with a "click", it was bitten into two halves. Then she glanced at Liu Ruosong again from the corner of her eye, and asked softly, "Is he really obedient?" There was light in her eyes again, a fiery light. Her teeth were white and her lips were bright red. She looked like a ripe cherry, waiting to be picked. Liu Ruosong sighed in his heart, knowing that it was over again... Liu Ruosong was lying on his special soft couch, sweating profusely, unable to even move. Since the beginning of October, he has been recharging his energy, replenishing his energy in time, eating two tiger whips in a row, and several doses of magic pills prepared by the secret recipe of the great lama of the Yellow Sect. A thousand taels of silver was bought from Lehu in the south of the Yangtze River and given to his nobleman. He's ready to "handle" her nicely for a few days and let her know he's not old yet. But now it's all over. Mrs. Liu looked even more delicate, like a flower that has been moistened by rain and dew. She was looking at him and smiling. She must have calculated that it was almost time for him to "enrich" in the past two days. She laughed very happily, very proudly. Liu Ruosong had no choice but to laugh with her, and smiled wryly: "Now you should know if I'm really obedient." Mrs. Liu said with a charming smile, "Being obedient always benefits you." She suddenly asked: "Do you want to know where that Mr. Ding Peng Ding has been these two days?" Liu Ruosong said, "Think." Mrs. Liu said: "He's been swimming in the West Lake for the past two days, and he lives in Hongmei Pavilion, the Banbiantang where Jia Sidao used to live." Liu Ruosong said: "This Young Master Ding is really impressive." Jia Sidao was the prime minister of power in the Southern Song Dynasty, with power in the court and the people, and wealth in the world. At least half of the country of the Song Dynasty was ruined in his hands. One can imagine the grandeur of his half. Liu Ruosong said: "Of course you don't know where Xiao Song is these two days?" Madam Liu said, "You want to see him?" Liu Ruosong said: "I really want to." Madam Liu sighed again, and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, if I knew you wanted to see him, I would have brought him here." Liu Ruosong said, "What about now?" Mrs. Liu said: "I'm afraid it's not easy to find him now." Liu Ruosong said: "Why?" Mrs. Liu said: "Because I have sent him to a far, far away place." Liu Ruosong said: "What is this far, far away place?" Mrs. Liu said: "Hangzhou, West Lake, Hongmei Pavilion, Banbiantang." Liu Ruosong smiled, and said: "Although I am a living person, you can guess what is going on in my mind without waiting for me to say it." Madam Liu gently bit her cherry-like red lips with a row of snow-white teeth: "Are you really a living person?" There was light in her eyes again, a fiery light. Liu Ruosong quickly shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "I'm already dead, even if I'm not completely dead, at most I only have half my life left." Song Zhong leaned in the carriage, as if he had fallen asleep. The carriage runs very smoothly. The wheels, boards, axles, and compartments are all carefully designed and specially manufactured. The horses pulling the cart are also well-trained. The carriage is spacious and comfortable, because Song Zhong must preserve his strength before committing a murder. Only a stable and comfortable carriage can keep his physical strength from being exhausted on the road. So Mrs. Liu prepared this carriage for him. She was more considerate and caring for him than a mother is for her son. Song Zhong's mother died when he was very young. For years he didn't know who his father was, and he never wanted to mention his mother. If someone used this incident to ridicule him and insult him, he would usually get a sword. Surnamed Song Mingzhong, a sword to the end. Song Zhong didn't like killing people, but he had to kill people. No matter if he wanted fame, wealth or women, he had to kill people. These are all what he desires, and he can only use this method to get everything he desires. What he desires most is neither fame nor wealth, but a woman, a woman who belongs to someone else. He clearly knew that she was someone else's wife, but he was completely addicted and could not control himself at all. Her charming smile, her gaze, and her body were like chains that couldn't be broken, locking him up. If she asked him to kill two people, he would never dare to kill only one. If she asked him to kill Zhang San, he would never dare to kill Li Si. Desire is like a bottomless pit, and he has sunk deeply into it. He can kill! Because there is no love in his heart, only hatred, because he has never known the meaning of "love" until now. He can kill! Because, he has indeed paid a price, and he has indeed practiced hard. Those who have seen his shots all think that his speed and accuracy are almost no longer under "Jing Wuming". Zhong Zhan has also seen him make a move, and even Zhong Zhan thinks that his action of drawing a sword can already be compared to Jing Wuming. Jing Wuming was a swordsman who was famous all over the world in the past, a swordsman who was as famous as "A Fei", and the second master in the "Money Gang" after "Shangguan Jinhong". Jing Wuming is ruthless and lifeless, not only regards the lives of others as contemptible, but also treats his own life as contemptible. Song Zhong is the same. It is said that every time he makes a move, he does not want his life. He does not want other people's life, nor his own life. The people who become famous the fastest in the arena are usually this kind of desperate people. So he became famous. ——The surname is Song Mingzhong, and he ends up with a sword. After he killed Lu Zhenggang, the great man in Hexi, there were very few people in the Jianghu who didn't know these eight characters. Lu Zhenggang has dominated Hexi for twenty years, with a golden sword and iron palm, and his power is far-reaching, but he killed Lu Zhenggang with one move. The person he wants to kill now is Ding Peng. He didn't recognize Ding Peng, he had never seen this person, and he had never heard of this name. But he wants to kill Ding Peng, because she wants him to kill Ding Peng. He believed that he was absolutely sure of killing this man, and he had absolute confidence in his sword. This sword has killed many more famous people than Ding Peng. In his eyes, Ding Peng is already dead.