Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Snowflakes floated in the sky.

On both sides of the long street, the gates are closed tightly. In Snowy Night City, fighting is too frequent. Many people are used to it. When fighting occurs, close the door immediately. When the wind is calm, open the door again. When nothing has happened. .

Sword dance in the sky, snowflakes stuck to the blade, dotted with drops of cold light.

The middle-aged Uncle Chang's full name is Chang Yu. He was a servant who had followed Wangsi Cong's mother. After the death of Wangsi Cong's mother, he has been with Wangsi Cong, protecting Wangsi Cong and guarding his growth.

At this moment, there were fewer and fewer guards around Changyu, one by one fell down.

The sharp sword in Wang Siyun's hand was stained with blood, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undiminished. In his eyes, those who prevented him from killing Wang Si Cong were all accomplices in killing his father.

Kill all!

A figure fell in a pool of blood, and was soon covered by the heavy snow, and the body disappeared into the boundless world.

In the distance, there was a rush of footsteps.

The guard of the royal family!

Chang Yu held the sword in his hand tightly, and he was also injured.

Today, there are many bad things and bad luck.

"I hope that Si Cong can escape this disaster." Chang Yu glanced at the direction where Wang Si Cong's figure had just disappeared, gritted his teeth abruptly, tried his best to kill Wang Si Yun.

However, at this time, a figure is faster.

The servant of the Wang family who had just come to report the letter, holding a knife picked from the ground in his hand, shouted frantically, and rushed towards Wang Siyun.

"Don't!" His pupils widened to the extreme as the saying goes, this behavior is undoubtedly death.

However, the eyes of the person to be hired were unusually firm, and he shouted, "Mr. Chang, the Fourth Young Master can't do without you, you go, go!"

"Yes, Mr. Chang, you go first, we will hold Wang Siyun."

The remaining two guards were all wounded, but at this moment, desperately rushing towards Wang Siyun.

call out! call out!

Blood spattered.

However, their figures flew over, clinging to Wangsiyun.

The blood stained Wang Siyun's clothes.

"Go away, cheap servant!" Wang Siyun shouted angrily.

"go!"

"go!"

"go!"

The voices of those people echoed in Chang Yu's mind, and their eyes were still looking at Chang Yu with hope.

They pin their last hopes on Changyu.

Chang Yu closed his eyes, full of sorrow, but at this moment, he had no choice.

The craziness of a few people brought a hint of life to Changyu.

The guards of the royal family in the distance are getting closer...

Chang Yu turned around and swept away, his figure disappeared into the world under the heavy snow in a blink of an eye.

"Three young masters!" Many Wang's guards rushed over.

call out!

Wang Siyun waved his sword and severely cut off the arm of a guard who had died. The blood in his body made Wang Siyun feel extremely nauseous. He stared at the distance fiercely, and said coldly, "Digging 3 Chi, also find Wangsi Cong."

"Yes, three young masters!" Many guards rushed into the snow curtain.

Wang Siyun's eyes became increasingly cold.

Snow falls, horseshoes are anxious.

From the moment he received the news of his father's assassination, Wang Si Cong's forehead was blank.

The sudden upheaval made him at a loss.

When his father was assassinated, he turned out to be the murderer of his father, and he didn't even have a chance to argue.

At this moment, Wang Si Cong felt a deep sense of powerlessness stinging his soul.

Ten years of patience, in the end, it was still nothing.

The death of his father, like a needle piercing his heart, caused Wang Si Cong to collapse.

strength!

At this moment, Wang Si Cong also understood that the real decisive factor in Xueye City was strength.

If he had a strong strength, Wang Siyun would not dare to attack him today.

If my father had the ability to protect himself, he would not be assassinated...

"Who is it, who is it!" Wang Si Cong's eyes opened wide and blood red, and the hatred was swelling and erupting.

Everything happened too suddenly.

Snowflakes dance.

Suddenly, the horse neighed and fell to the ground.

Wang Si Cong's body flew out, fell to the ground fiercely, and rolled several laps in the snow, very embarrassed.

With a muffled hum, Wang Si Cong just wanted to get up, but from a distance, there was a rapid sound of horseshoes.

Wang Si Cong's face changed and he hurriedly hid.

A team of people galloped away.

Wang Si Cong recognized the identities of these people and they were all guards of the royal family.

Wang Si Cong was trembling all over, clenching his fists tightly.

Anger, hatred, despair, unwillingness, ridiculous.

All kinds of emotions surged.

Wang Si Cong never dreamed that one day he would be charged with a father-slayer.

Wang Si Cong also knew very well in his heart that as long as he was caught back, he could not help but admit that he would not escape death.

In the boundless world, Wang Si Cong stood alone and helplessly.

Father is dead, and Uncle Chang's life or death is uncertain. Where should I go?

Snowflakes are flying, and this night, the area around the Wang family is destined to not be calm.

The Wang family is the strongest power in this area, but the owner of the family is suddenly assassinated, which is tantamount to a major earthquake.

The entire royal family came out, searching around for the murderer who killed the Wang family's head.

A piece of news quickly spread from the Wang family, causing a sensation.

"I heard that it was his youngest son, the fourth young master of the Wang family, Wang Si Cong who killed the Patriarch of the Wang Family."

"This dude, who has done such a deplorable and rebellious evil, deserves death." "Wang Si Cong is just a concubine, and has been unwelcome in the Wang family. His heart must be distorted. This time it suddenly broke out. After killing his father, he escaped from the Wang family. Now the Wang family guards are searching everywhere to find the whereabouts of Wang Si Cong.

"

There was a lot of discussion, and countless people sighed, and some were thinking about watching the excitement. This night, the snow was very heavy, but there were more people on the street than usual, and most of them wanted to see the excitement.

"Stars, it's not good, it's not good." Su Dazhou staggered and ran into the door. After thinking about it, he turned around, closed the door tightly, and ran to Luo Feng out of breath, "Something happened. Now, something big happened."

Luo Feng glanced at Su Dazhou, "You mean the death of the Wang Family Patriarch?"

Su Dazhou was stunned, "You already know?"

Luo Feng walked over and sat down. "Who else doesn't know around here now?" Luo Feng's expression was calm. The head of the Wang family was suddenly assassinated. Everyone could not have expected it. Luo Feng naturally couldn't guess. What he is worried about now is still Wangsi Cong.

Su Dazhou took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "It's all spreading outside, the Fourth Young Master of the Wang Family..."

"Do you believe it?" Luo Feng smiled slightly.

"I don't believe it." Su Dazhou shook his head decisively, "Although I don't have much contact, I believe that Young Master Wang will never be such a dehumanizing person." "But it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Luo Feng said. , "There is always someone responsible for the death of the Patriarch of the Wang Family. As long as they seize the Temple Cong, bring him back to the Wang Family, and put him to death, they will be able to calm the turmoil of the Wang Family. For many people in the Wang Family, their Fourth Young Master Whether it is the murderer or not is even less important."