The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 67 The story of "Liang Zhu" falls apart at this moment

There were voices of discussion from all directions: "How dare this man kill his father and mother!"

"She's crazy!"

"She looks different from us, she is an alien, kill her!"

"..."

The discussion was overwhelming and full of anger.

Several men rushed forward with sticks, but Xiao Nanjia didn't even look at them. The sharp and heavy halberd was wielded with ease in her hands. The halberd blade cast a shiny pear blossom-like shadow. The girl's raised high ponytail made her look heroic. She killed them all in the street with just three or five moves!

Blood was flowing on the ground.

Xiao Baojing opened his mouth wide.

——From childhood to adulthood, I have always been the top student in the Imperial College, as well as the top rider and archer.

The girl's cold yet proud voice echoed in Xiao Baojing's ears.

It was not until this moment, when she saw with her own eyes Xiao Nanjia, a woman, defeat those strong men, that she realized the value of this achievement.

The streets were filled with murderous intent.

The monsters were enraged and rushed forward, looking as if they wanted to tear Xiao Nanjia to pieces alive.

Xiao Nanjia stared at Lu Yu'an: "I don't want to follow the plot set by others. Lu Yu'an, will you follow me?"

The long wind blew up her high ponytail.

Her jawline is clean and sharp, and her straight brow bones are like the decisiveness outlined by weapons and swords.

Lu Yu'an smiled at her, his eyes as bright as spring breeze: "I will follow Your Highness till death."

Even if it goes against the operating logic of the Diezhuang dream, even if he has to be enemies with thousands of monsters, he will follow Xiao Nanjia.

Ma Wencai ran away.

The story of "Butterfly Lovers" is completely shattered at this moment.

Xiao Baojing stared blankly at them as they fought their way out of the encirclement, completely stunned.

She threw away her veil and got out of the bridal sedan: "No, you are running away with me! What's wrong with me now? I've been dumped! Before Zhu Yingtai cried at Liang Shanbo's grave and turned into a butterfly, Ma Wencai ran away from her marriage! No, look back at me!"

She rolled up her elaborate wedding gown and hurriedly followed the crowd.

The group finally stopped after running so hard that their throats were about to burn.

They forced Xiao Nanjia and Lu Yu'an to the edge of a cliff on the outskirts of the city.

Xiao Nanjia was covered in blood and he wiped his lips with his sleeve.

The blood dyed her lips even redder, like the most blazing flower in midsummer.

Lu Yu'an was not in a much better condition. He had already taken off his bright red wedding gown. Half of his white chemise was stained with blood, and his arm bones and flesh were turned outward, looking horrifying.

Those people raised their arms and shouted: "Drove the woman into the pond, and take the man back to get married! There is no reason for the younger generation to disobey the elders in this world, and no one can break the rules!"

Countless hands reached out to Xiao Nanjia and Lu Yu'an, trying to separate them.

The wooden faces were filled with negative words such as "anger", "hatred", "shameless", "unreasonable", etc.

In the chaos, Xiao Baojing raised his hand weakly: "Well, as a party involved, can I say a few words?"

She also had a wooden face and looked the same as everyone else.

So they said, "Then you can say something."

Xiao Baojing walked up to Lu Yuan.

After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

Xiao Nanjia frowned.

Xiao Baojing faced her frightening cold gaze, sobbing and cursing, "How dare you abandon me on my wedding day and elope with another woman! I will never forgive you, never! Go away, take this woman with you, you two dogs, if you have the guts, never show up in front of me again!"

She turned her back to the group of people, cursing and winking at Lu Yu'an and Xiao Nanjia.

Lu Yu'an understood, but looked at her worriedly.

Xiao Baojing shook his head slightly, indicating that he would be fine.

But the group refused to let them go.

Men and women all said at once: "You are not allowed to leave! If you make a mistake, you must be punished!"

"Either die or become like us!" "Yes! Become like us!"

"..."

The sentiment is indignant.

Xiao Nanjia's patience has reached its limit.

She looked coldly at a peach tree not far away: "Are you still not going to do it?"

Xiao Baojing looked over there curiously.

In the direction where the wind was blowing, a few pink and blue butterflies were dancing.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin was standing under the peach tree with his hands in his pockets, smiling at her.

The haze in Xiao Baojing's chest was immediately swept away, and he shouted crisply: "Peddler!"

She rolled up her skirt and ran over happily: "Peddler, you weren't beaten to death? I thought you were beaten to death!"

Shang Bingjiu saw that she was about to fall because of her skirt, so he helped her up with a smile and said, "I'm so strong, how could I be beaten to death?"

As the two were talking, a halberd came whistling and piercing through the wind!

The spear grazed the two men's heads and pierced straight into the trunk of the peach tree.

Xiao Nanjia said coldly, breaking their tenderness: "Why don't you do it?!"

Xiao Baojing asked in a low voice: "Peddler, do you know the Fourth Princess?"

"A little bit." Shang Bingjiu stretched out his hand, and a butterfly fluttered and landed on his fingertips.

His voice was clear and leisurely: "'Once upon a time, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly, fluttering around. He thought he was happy, but he didn't know he was Zhuang Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and found himself Zhuang Zhou. Did he know that Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he was a butterfly? Or did the butterfly dream that it was Zhuang Zhou?'"

Once upon a time, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he turned into a butterfly, which was lifelike and vivid.

He flew over the mountains and rivers in a state of comfort and intoxication, as if he was born a butterfly, and even forgot that he was originally Zhuang Zhou.

Waking up suddenly, he remembered with horror that he was Zhuang Zhou.

In this fleeting dream of spring and summer, I wonder if Zhuang Zhou dreamed of turning into a butterfly, or if the butterfly dreamed of turning into Zhuang Zhou?

Xiao Nanjia's eyes moved slightly: "I understand."

Lu Yu'an nodded gratefully to Shang Bingjiu: "Thank you for your advice."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

what?
What did the peddler point out?

Did they realize it now?

Xiao Nanjia and Lu Yu'an disappeared in an instant, leaving only two butterflies fluttering up and down.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

what? !

Did they just leave the dreamland so quietly? !
Wow, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai failed to turn into butterflies, but Ma Wencai and another lady turned into butterflies in pairs!

Xiao Baojing scratched his head and saw that the residents of the small town were motionless, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Zhu's mother stood among them abruptly.

She held a handkerchief and looked at her with a complicated expression: "Aren't you sad and upset that you were abandoned?"

Xiao Baojing said honestly: "I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either, so I'll just run away from the marriage."

Zhu's mother: "But he is the husband your parents chose for you! You should be with him for the rest of your life!"

Xiao Baojing: "We won't be happy together. You always say that feelings can be cultivated, but you and your husband were married blindly. After so many years, have you cultivated feelings for each other?"

Mother Zhu pursed her lips.

"It's hard, isn't it?" Xiao Baojing murmured. "He is moody and profit-driven, and only cares about his face and power. He has a bad temper and is not good-looking. He is dark and scary, and he insults you at every turn without any respect. In his eyes, you are just a tool for breeding offspring. Even if it is not you, he can happily accept other women as this tool. There is nothing special about you in his heart, you just happen to be suitable. You see, you gave birth to children for him, but he has no gratitude towards you. He may even privately dislike you for not being beautiful enough, not docile enough, and not helping his future at all, and regret why he didn't choose more back then."

Xiao Baojing mustered up his courage and looked at Zhu's mother: "Now tell me, this is love, I'm sorry I can't agree."

There was silence.

Zhu's mother asked: "Then tell me, what is love?"

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