The Qiao family's side courtyard was so lively that Song Ludan stared at the people in front of her with an angry face, slapped the table and roared.

"I'm so annoying. Killing someone can solve the problem. Whoever she marrys me will take the life of that person. In the end, she can only stick to me."

Wu Si contacted the Lin family after Song Ziguan left home, and she was willing to marry into the Lin family.

Whether it is anger or deliberately stimulating Song Ziguan, it has become a fact that the marriage between the two families in Qizhou is not a trivial matter.

Yuwen squatted on the table like a woman, holding a straw in his mouth, looking at Song Ziguan's expression full of contempt.

"Hey, I said Song Ludan, your head is really not easy to use. Is his function to put a place in your eyes and nose? If you even kill someone, you must be with you. Is it okay not to get married for the rest of your life?"

Song Ziguan drew his sword and stabbed Yuwen. The latter was not panicked at all, and he didn't even mean to dodge. The sword edge stopped at Yuwen Xuebai's neck, and the person holding the sword said angrily.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Kill me, and then Brother Wu Di is avenging me and breaking up with you, and you will become a lonely man. You can only watch other couples have a sweet relationship and make friends with each other."

Yuwen didn't care at all. Li Wanrou sighed and went forward to pinch the sword's edge with her finger and moved it away from her neck. She sighed weakly, but Song Ziguan didn't understand, so he shouted at Yuwen angrily.

"Wu Di and I have a life-long relationship, how could they break up with me for you, a woman?"

"Song Ludan, you are stupid. Are you? I am Wu Di's woman. I can give birth to a baby for him, I can take care of his daily life, I can sleep in the same bed with him, can you? Do you have no contact with women? Song Ziguan, do you know what love is and what is mutual support? I forgot that you know no more than fifty words, it is really hard for you."

Song Ziguan was so angry that his lips trembled. He roared angrily and threw away the sword in his hand and sat on the chair and kept hammering the table. Isn’t he just a woman? He just wanted to give her a child? Why is it so hard to be so miserable?

I didn’t agree to be with me even if I die, so why would I marry another man in a blink of an eye?

Yuwen and Li Wanrou were invited by Qiao Qingyu to be a counselor, thinking about how to get Song Ziguan to recover the Wu sister, but Yuwen's attitude was very obvious. She was unwilling to let Wu Si marry Song Ziguan, while Li Wanrou was willing to make the relationship between the Wu family and the Wei family closer.

Now Song Ziguan is one or two big. He thinks he should stay in Jingzhou to kill people instead of coming to Qizhou to suffer. He raised his head in confusion and how Lu Junqi could understand women's ideas. Why did he suddenly change his mind? Lu Junqi couldn't give an answer. If there is a book on how to understand women, then the catalog should be more than the scriptures that Xuanzang got back, which does not include the contents.

After a night of discussion, it was better to say that Yuwen scolded Song Ziguan for one night. Early the next morning, a group of people left the mansion to go to the Wu family. When they went out, Song Ziguan asked Li Wanrou in a low voice, "I really can't kill Lin Zongheng?" Li Wanrou has a mature personality, and she is Li Wanshun's sister, Song Ziguan has a good impression of her, but it's just a good one."

Li Wanrou shook her head.

"You can't kill it, this will only make Si hate you and yourself even more. Ziguan! Let it go."

Song Ziguan, wearing a red brocade dress, stood in front of the Wu family's mansions, and was surprised not wearing the sword that was indefinitely separated. A girl from the green jacket, the eldest lady of the Wu family, Song Ziguan had never noticed that this girl was so handsome before. She was not astonished at first sight, but she liked her more and more.

This may mean that what Qiao Qingyu said is the most perfect one.

He looked at Wu Si and took a deep breath.

"You...have you eaten?"

Wu Si chuckled, and finally walked up to Song Ziguan, gently tidying his collar with his plain hands, and said softly.

"Brother Song, I used to like you, like your elegance, like your unruly, like your sword, like your sword, I thought of you, I will accompany you to your family, you kill people, I will set fire with you, you are injured, I will bandage your wounds, I will even think of us, I will give birth to two children for you, the man is called Song Li, polite, and the daughter is called Song Ci, holding it in the palm of your hand to love you, you teach Song Li martial arts, I ask him to read and recognize words, you protect Song Ci from being bullied, I teach her female red, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

At this moment, Song Ziguan was stunned. He looked at the girl with tears in front of him but with a smile on his face and was lost. He only thought of giving her a child, but he thought he had given too much, but he didn't expect that she had already thought about the child's name. Song Ziguan was at a loss and wanted to wipe away the girl's tears, but his arms were like a fill of lead.

Wu Si tidied up his collar, raised his head to wipe away the tears, and smiled softly, laughing happily, but the tears flowed more. She gently hugged Song Ziguan's waist and cried softly.

"I thought I thought it was all what I thought, I thought I could influence you, I thought you had me in your heart, I thought our future would be better, but everything is the opposite. You don't understand feelings, you hate me even more. I don't want my children to be guided and discussed outside, saying that they don't have a father."

"I...."

"Brother Song, I ask you, if you have children, will you be with them?"

Wu Si looked at Song Ziguan's eyes. The latter was silent for a long time and did not speak. He had never thought about so many questions.

The girl left, she was very determined and told him that she would marry Lin Zongheng in five days, and she hoped that he would not come to watch the ceremony, because she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it.

Song Ziguan touched the remaining lips on his face and stood there in a daze. The four guys hiding behind the corner could see clearly. Yuwen asked if it was successful. Qiao Qingyu agreed, and Li Wanrou sighed and turned away. Lu Junqi thought about it and caught up with Li Wanrou's figure and left.

If Wu Si's roar made Song Ziguan withdraw and took away half of his soul, then at this time, Song Ziguan was like a walking corpse, walking to the two people who stayed here without any eyes, raised his head and looked at Qiao Qingyu and smiled brightly.

"Little fish, it hurts so much!"

The voice was hoarse and powerless, and his right hand was holding his mouth tightly. Yuwen couldn't bear to look at it anymore. She couldn't accept that a man who was not afraid of heaven and earth had tears in his eyes.

Song Ziguan didn't understand why his eyes were moist, and he didn't understand why his chest hurt so much.

He only felt the pain of breathing, and there was no roller shutter in his life.

Qiao Qingyu walked up and hugged Song Ziguan's shoulder, forcing her smile.

"Let's go, brother Ziguan, let's go and drink, the kind that won't go back without getting drunk."

Song Ziguan grinned.

"good!"

Today's smile is not the same as before. The smile of the past is an expression, and at this time he can't do anything but laugh.

He was a powerful killer and beheaded countless great devils of Song.
Chapter completed!