The Flame’s Daughter Chapter 27:

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The rain seems to have no end, it has been raining all day and night.

The leaves were washed wet and shiny, the green was fresh and verdant, the branches full of flowers were scattered, the petals were floating in the accumulated rain, and the air was full of grassy breath.

Because of the rain.

The spring day suddenly became cold.

Ru Ge hugged her knees and sat under the eaves. The rain flowed down the eaves, pouring rain and thunder, a white and chaotic world.

Her mind is also blank.

Suddenly it was like a nightmare!

It turns out that the so-called right and wrong, right and wrong can be subverted so easily. Zhan Feng's deliberate revenge, her hatred for Zhan Feng, instantly became so weird and funny.

"Is what Yi Lang said is true?"

"Yes."

"Zhan Feng is father's child, and my father is Zhan Feitian?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell us earlier that Daddy has a lot of opportunities to say, why should you watch Zhan Feng's hatred for him?"

"Because-Lie Mingjing loves you."

Ru Ge's pale lips: "Father loves me, doesn't he love Zhan Feng?"

"Also loves, so he hopes you can get married with Zhan Feng."

Ruge felt a pain in her heart.

She knew that Dad had made such an effort, but Zhan Feng's hatred surpassed everything.

"Why can't you tell Zhan Feng the truth?" Why should Zhan Feng fall into the pain of revenge, let hatred distort his heart, and make everything unmanageable.

"If Zhan Feng is really Zhan Feitian's son, then his hatred for Lie Mingjing is a matter of course. Zhan Feitian was indeed killed by Lie Mingjing himself."

Ruge close your eyes:

"I believe that Dad was forced to do so."

"Yes, Zhan Feitian voluntarily died in the hands of Liemingjing for the sake of Liehuochuang Village."

"Father should tell Zhan Feng the truth."

"Lee Mingjing is worried that if Zhan Feng no longer hates him, An Ye Luo will doubt his true identity. An Ye Luo is an extremely paranoid person. Once he finds out that you are the daughter of An Ye Ming, what will happen to him? It's possible to do it. Moreover, Lie Mingjing also believes that he should be responsible for Zhan Feitian's death."

"You sealed me for three years?"

Xue smiled: "Yes, I don't want Anyeluo to find you either." It's just that the seal has disappeared from her body as his skill was badly damaged last time, and her appearance is more and more like that of Yanyeming, and the aura in her body is also More and more powerful.

Ruge's body is cold.

She understands, everyone is for her. Between Zhan Feng and her, she was chosen to protect, and Zhan Feng was chosen to sacrifice.

It rains endlessly.

In the vast white world, everything is no longer clearly visible.

Yu Zihan looked at Zhan Feng.

Since childhood, Zhan Feng has been an arrogant and silent child, and his mind is always stubbornly hidden in a place where others cannot touch. Only when he is with Ruge, Zhan Feng will laugh, be at a loss, be shy, and will his eyes be as blue as the sky.

Zhan Feng is the hardest practicing and the most serious. Among the three brothers, he is also the most important master. Yu Zihan sometimes saw Master looking at Zhan Feng. He thought it was his compassion and concern for his disciples. Now that he recalled his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.

It is raining heavily outside the house.

Death silence in the house.

Zhan Feng gently wiped the Destiny Knife with a towel. The blade was blue and thin as a cicada's wings, exuding a fierce murderous intent.

Yu Zihan said: "You can't defeat An Yeluo." An Yeluo's skill is beyond what a mortal can imagine. He is like a ghost, as if it can be scattered between the sky and the earth at any time, and can appear at any time.

Zhan Feng put the scarf into his arms.

He didn't seem to hear Yu Zihan's words at all, his eyes were hollow and gloomy, holding a knife in his right hand, and walking towards the door of the room.

The door of the house opened.

There were two people sitting under the eaves outside the door, one with dazzling white clothes and the other with bright red clothes.

Ru Ge turned his head.

Looking at Zhan Feng and his knife, she asked:

"Where are you going?"

Zhan Feng didn't answer, just walked past her.

Ru Ge stands in front of him. She stared at him closely, her eyes dark: "Are you going to kill An Ye Luo?"

Zhan Feng's voice is cold: "Yes."

"You are not An Yeluo's opponent." If Dad and Zhan Feitian can't defeat An Yeluo, with Zhan Feng alone, what is the difference between this trip and death?

Zhan Feng walked around her and went straight into the heavy rain.

Ru Ge blocked him again: "You can't go!"

Zhan Feng looked at the song soaked in the rain and sneered: "What qualifications do you have to order me? No matter whether you can kill Dark Yeluo or not, even if it is me who is dead, what does it have to do with you?"

"You are Daddy's son." Ru Ge inhales, "Since you are Daddy's son, I can't let you die."

Zhan Feng seems to have heard the biggest joke.

He looked up to the sky and laughed.

The hoarse laughter was interrupted by the heavy rain.

"I am not his son! He is not my father either! Where is the father in the world so cruel! Where is the father cruel enough to make his son be charged with murder?!"

Zhan Feng's eyes frantically:

"He is your father! He can give up anything for you! I am in his heart, but a bunch of shit!"

"Slap--"

Ru Ge bit his lip and slapped him with a slap in the face!

Zhan Feng's face was pale.

"Shut up!" Ruge said angrily, "Do you dare to say that you never felt your father's love for you? No one knows up and down in Liehuochuang Village. Among the brothers, father loves you the most! When you were young, When you are sick, dad buys all kinds of things to make you happy; if you can’t eat, dad cooks noodles to feed you; every time you go out to perform a task, dad will send you to the entrance of the villa and then from the villa Welcome back at the door!"

The palm marks were printed on Zhan Feng's face, bright red and bloodshot.

Zhan Feng smiled miserably: "Is that his love for me? Let me kill him, but never fight back, just love me?"

Ruge's chest is full of choking pain:

"There may be something wrong with Dad, but you are not qualified to blame him."

Zhan Feng's eyes are blue and icy: "Why don't I have the right to accuse him! He killed Zhan Feitian and told me that Zhan Feitian is my father. How can I not report the revenge of killing my father?! It was him who pushed me personally. In hell!"

The song is bitter: "Killing the enemy of the father...Killing the enemy of the father...Zhan Feng, have you seen Zhan Feitian?"

Zhan Feng was silent.

She said sadly: "You have never seen Zhan Feitian or Dark Yeming. Your parents are just a conceptual name for you. How strong can you feel for them. However, you have been living with your father since childhood. At the same time, his principle of being a man in the world, his love and care for you, what kind of person he is, will he betray his friends for his own self-interest, you have been with him for so long, but he will still Don’t you understand?!"

"The enemy of killing your father... Since you were born, Dad has done everything that a father should do, but he didn't tell you that name." Tears slid down like a song, "He raised you to love and take care of you. You, however, can you just throw everything away just to kill the four words of your father’s hatred?"

Zhan Feng's body trembled.

The rain is pouring down, the rain is icy, and the wind is icy.

Xue looked at the transparent rain, her beautiful face seemed to sigh gently. Yu Zihan stands long, staring at the two in the rain, frowning deeply,

"Zhan Feng, you are such a stupid person."

Song of tears.

She hated him, hated his stupidity, hated him for killing dad, hated him for putting herself in such an unforgettable situation.

Zhan Feng closed his eyes.

The endless cold made his body stiff as iron.

"Stupid people should die."

He stepped forward and continued walking.

"You are not qualified to die!" Ruge wiped away the tears and said to his back, "I am Dad's daughter, and only I am qualified to avenge Dad!"

She has a firm face and a straight back:

"Although you hate Dad, I know Dad loves you. Since you are Dad's blood, then, unless I am dead, I will not let you die!"

Everyone has weaknesses.

Anya Luo should also have weaknesses.

Xue gently stroked the piano: "Nan Ye Luo is not a human, he is a demon."

"What is the difference between a man and a devil?"

"Man has emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, but demons have only cruelty and coldness. Because there is no human emotion, there is no human weakness."

Ru Ge shook his head: "There will be no weaknesses in the world."

The sound of the piano drips out of the fingertips of snow like water.

"You are a fairy, do you have any weaknesses?" she asked.

Xue glanced at her, with a bit of resentment in her eyes: "I know that my only weakness is you."

Ru Ge thought quietly: "Then Anye Luo must also have his weaknesses."

Xue chuckled quietly.

"Why did Anyeluo become a demon?"

Xue’s smile with praise is indeed a smart girl who can quickly grasp the crux of the problem: "Because of a woman."

"A woman?"

"He is in love with a woman who does not belong to him."

"You mean—Dark Ye Ming?"

"Yes."

"Aren't she and he sister and brother?"

"In Anyeluo's heart, there is only what he likes and wants, without ethics and restraint. The night Ming is different. Although she is gentle, she has never compromised with Anyeluo on this point. So there is a tragedy."

Fantastically.

That should be her biological mother, what kind of woman would she be? Can make Anyeluo and Zhan Feitian fall for it.

"Have you seen her?"

"No. When I came to Liefengzhuang, I only saw you who was just born. Dark Yeming has killed herself. She pierced her heart with a hairpin."

Suddenly.

She had always known that Dark Night was dead, but she was still full of sorrow when she heard the situation when she died so clearly.

I don't know what material the hairpin is made of, and it has a faint golden luster. The shape is an ordinary plum shape, but the workmanship is exquisite and the lines are rounded. The plum blossom heart should have been embedded with gems, but now it has only one depression.

The tip of the hairpin is a little dark, like blood stains that will not fade over the years.

Xue handed it to Ruge: "I promised Lie Mingjing to seal you for three years, and the reward I asked for was this hairpin. Since you already know your life experience, then give it to you."

Her fingers trembled slightly, and her index finger moved across the tip of the hairpin and whispered "Ah", a string of blood slid down.

Xue Xin put her finger in her lips painfully, and said:

"Be careful! This hairpin is too grieving, it is a murder weapon. Don't touch it unless it is a last resort."

"Oh." Ru Ge nodded.

Snow stopped the blood from her fingers.

Ru Ge suddenly said: "Your immortal power seems to have really diminished. Can't you heal the wound with just a swipe of your finger?"

Xue smiled in surprise: "It's so rare, you can still joke."

"It is useless to face the enemy with tears all day long."

Ru Ge stood up and walked to the bronze mirror in the house.

She looked at the person in the mirror.

Clean and jade face, black and white eyes, thin lips and a little childishness, bright and fire-like clothes set her beautiful and stubborn.

"Do I...look like her?"

Ru Ge stroked his face.

Xue looked at her carefully: "Dark Ye Ming has a soft and weak temperament like a reed in Linhe. You are brave and firm as a rock in the turbulent flow. Although the outlines of your facial features are similar, no one will confuse you with her."

Ruge chuckled: "If she was really that weak, she wouldn't have the courage to stab An Yeluo and commit suicide. Weakness should only be her appearance."

Is that so?

Xue thought to herself. Maybe it made sense, but because he was the only one in his heart, he had never really experienced other women.

The spring is sunny.

It has been raining a few days ago, and the water in the stream has risen by half a foot. The clear stream flows through the green hills, over the wet black stones, shining with silver ripples, flowing happily.

There is a grave by the stream.

The grave was 19 years ago, but it seems that someone has been taking care of it carefully. There are no clumps of weeds, and the green grass looks like a soft blanket, protecting the tomb in the sun. The fine grass is neither high nor low, and the fluffy is very neat, and the people who take care of them must be very attentive.

Scented wild flowers bloomed around the raised grave.

The wild flowers are very fragrant, and the butterflies dance lightly.

The wild flowers are colorful, including pink, light yellow, white, purple...No matter what kind of flower, there is a gentle elegance.

This is the grave of the dark night.

Ru Ge knelt in front of the grave, looking at the wooden stele.

Ming Ye Ming, her mother. Since she was born, the word "mother" has been very strange to her. She always thought that as long as she had a father, she would give her all the love fathers. However, at this moment, the word "mother" was silently chanting in the bottom of her heart, and a rush of sourness slowly spread from the bridge of her nose to her whole body.

She put her fist against her nose, turned her head and said to Yu Zi:

"Brother, I saw my mother."

Yu Zihan looked at her tenderly: "Your mother must be very happy."

"I hope she will not be disappointed."

Today, she deliberately combed and dressed her face, her face was as bright as jade, and her lips were slightly painted. In the spring sun, her refreshing body scent came over her face, and her red dress was as bright as the first morning glow.

Yu Zihan smiled. He knew that Dark Night Ming would be proud of Rusong.

Ru Ge stared at her mother’s grave: "I actually want to ask her-does she feel sorry for leaving me alone? However, I don’t want to ask anymore. She decided to leave like that. It should be because of her. And under the care of my father, I have always lived happily."

Yu Zihan hugged her shoulders.

Ru Ge whispered: "Mother, I came to see you, how are you doing now?"

Ru Ge wants to give his mother a gift from her daughter, Dark Yeming.

So she began to dance.

No silk or bamboo, no music, she dances among the colorful flowers and grass in the blue sky, white clouds, streams, and water. Her graceful posture is the most natural breathing between heaven and earth, her slender waist is the most moving spring breeze, her black hair is like flowing spring water, and her flying clothes are like flying butterflies.

The sky is clear blue.

The flowers are beautiful and fragrant, swaying in the wind.

Green grassland.

The stream flows happily.

Dancing quietly like a song.

This is a quiet and undisturbed world.

Dan Yeluo's blood has clotted all over!

The person who is dancing, who is—? !

……

…………

"Luo Er finished practicing? Are you tired?"

Dan Yeming washed two wild fruits in the stream and put them into Xiao An Ye Luo's hands.

"Not tired." Xiao Anyeluo lay on her lap and took a bite of the wild fruit, "I have practiced the eighth level of the Dark River Mind Technique, and soon there will be no more opponents for me in the world!"

Ming Yeming smiled softly: "It's great."

"Sister, you want me to be strong, right?"

"Yes. The Dark River Palace that my parents left behind, don't be decayed."

"Sister, don't worry, as long as I am here, not to mention the Dark River Palace, even the whole world will be captured."

Ming Yeming continued to smile softly, she only treated her brother as a childish boast.

Xiaoanyeluo looked at her infatuatedly, just because she could keep smiling to herself like this, even if she died immediately.

"Sister, when can I marry you?"

Ming Ye Ming Fei blushed: "You are all grown up, don't talk about children like this anymore."

Little dark night Luo sits up angrily:

"You promised to marry me! Did you forget?!"

The anger in his eyes that wanted to destroy everything surprised Dark Yeming. She stared at him blankly, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She did promise him, but it was just a joke.

Little Dark Yeluo said gloomily: "I must marry you! Otherwise, I will make you regret it!"

Ming Yeming smiled and shook his head: "Luo Er will not bully her sister."

Xiao Anyeluo was silent, and finally he looked at her and begged: "Sister, don't make Luo Er sad, Luo Er won't make sister sad."

"Good."

Ming Yeming smiled softly.

"Then...sister, can you just dance for Luo Er?" He likes to watch her dance the most. When she dances, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

"Okay."

Dark Yeming dances by the stream.

Every movement of her, every look in her eyes, every swing of her waist, and the flying of every skirt corner are all beautiful and gentle to the extreme.

A long time later, An Yeluo heard a sentence, and he felt that the description was the most appropriate.

Hair is like a stream, and clothes are like butterflies.

…………

……

At this moment.

Who is the one who is dancing by the creek in spring day? !

She danced lightly, turning around slowly, her eyes like spring water, her gentle lips flying up. She saw him, the stream was gurgling, white clouds drifted across the blue sky, and a sunny smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

Dan Ye Luo's eyes suddenly turned blood red!

He approached her.

The eardrum rumbling.

She was a little surprised, and stepped back slightly.

The cinnabar between dark night Luo's eyebrows was so red that he could bleed, and his hair was flying wildly, his face was pale, and he stretched out his pale hand to her.

She seemed to want to hide, but she seemed to be caught in her mind and stood upright.

Dan Ye Luo hugged her!

His breathing was frantic, and a moan cut sharply through the air.

"God!"

There are tens of millions of snowflakes floating in the sky, like a big net covering Dark Yeluo, every snowflake is a sharp dagger, and countless snowflakes are attacking Dark Yeluo's vitals!

Ru Ge also hugged Anye Luo!

She transported all the energy in her body and slammed her palms towards the heart of the night Luohou!

The birthday of Dark Ye Ming, Dark Ye Luo will definitely come.

Ru Ge deliberately dressed up a bit softer than usual, and learned a soft and breathtaking dance under Xue's training.

Nan Ye Ming is the weakness of An Ye Luo.

At the moment when Dark Night Luo was confused, the blockade began!

Ruge startled!

She gathers all the power of her whole body, and her heart is like a clay cow into the sea after entering the dark night!

Snowflakes that can cut off the thick trunk of the bowl, they melted when they were still two inches from Dark Yeluo!

The arms that Anyeluo hugged her suddenly became as hard as iron!

She opened her eyes in pain, only to feel that her waist was about to be broken!

At this moment--

The dark night Luo Xiemei's face approached her, there was a feverish flame in her eyes, his breath was on her lips, and he growled low over and over again:

"Who are you?! Who are you—?!"

Holded tightly in his arms, like a song, there was a burning pain all over her body. She struggled to avoid his hot lips. However, she felt that in front of him, she was nothing but an inability to resist. Child.

"You—are—who—?!"

Dan Ye Luo's blood-red eyes stared at her!

Ruge raised her face, her eyes were clear and transparent: "Don't you recognize me?"

"You--"

An Yeluo's arms trembled.

"I am Ru Song, I am the daughter of Dark Night Ming."

Thousands of sunlight, dazzling, dizzy, and humming. All of Yan Ye Luo's consciousness and reactions were lost at that moment.

Her daughter.

Nam Ye Ming's daughter.

Her brows and eyes, her face, her expression, her dancing...

In a trance, as if it reappeared yesterday, as if everything had returned to the good old days, did God finally give him a chance again? !

Electricity——Light——Fire——Stone——!

Under the sun.

Stream water.

A faint blue water wave is splashing!

The murderous spirit is wrapped in the water!

Water is like an arrow!

Assassinate An Ye Luo!

Ru Ge could feel the trembling of Dark Yeluo's body, and his pale eyes were filled with excitement.

In the palm of her hand, she pulled out a sharp dagger!

The dagger has a cold light!

Prick the deep hole in the back of the dark night Luo!

The faint blue waves hit the back of Dark Yeluo's head!

This blow!

Ru Ge and Zhan Feng practiced seventy-nine times!

Master the timing!

A tacit cooperation!

Ru Ge and Zhan Feng put all their power on this blow!