I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 613: Reunion is farewell forever.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, with a gentle breeze.

The dark alley was filled with blood and screams.

Chun Tao was extremely violent tonight, with bright red blood stains on her dress. Under the moonlight, she looked somewhat seductive.

Qiuju couldn't bear it and wanted to step forward to stop it.

Xia He, who was standing by, reached out and grabbed her. When their eyes met, Xia He shook her head and said calmly,

"Sister, you have your limits. These people don't deserve any pity."

Looking at the broken limbs scattered all over the ground and the screams of the woman filling the dark alley, Qiu Ju, who was always jumpy, turned her head away.

She could feel Chuntao's mood, and she knew that Chuntao took all the blame on herself.

Of course, what she felt sorry for was not those people who broke into the mansion and kidnapped Xu Youzhi, but Chuntao.

Dongmei walked to her side, gently squeezed her cold little hand, thought for a moment, and comforted her,

"It's okay, just wait until the young master comes back."

They all knew their eldest sister's temper well, and they would probably practice martial arts and keep watch in a self-abuse manner for a long time, for fear that the same thing would happen again.

Chuntao has such a personality. As the eldest of four girls, she always takes care of everything by herself.

Dongmei clenched her fists tightly. She still remembered Li Mu's joke.

"In fact, from a physiological point of view, Chuntao should be the younger sister, and you are the older sister."

Dongmei didn't know what physiology was, but she kept Li Mu's words in mind.

The sounds of fighting in the alley gradually weakened until they disappeared completely.

Xu Youzhi just stood there blankly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

The moonlight sprinkled on her bright and beautiful face, as if a fairy from the Moon Palace had descended to the earth.

The night wind lifted a few strands of hair on her temples, and the light blue skirt danced in the wind.

The boy's face in front of me was both familiar and unfamiliar.

He has wheat-colored skin, an angular face, thick and bushy eyebrows, and eyes that are as deep and lonely as the abyss.

His resolute facial features vaguely resembled those of Prince Yan, and he had an innate ferocious aura that made people subconsciously feel awe.

But he always keeps that gentle smile, making people feel like they are bathing in the warm spring sunshine.

However, this smile that was originally imprinted in Xu Youzhi's mind seemed so strange when she saw it again.

Suddenly, another weak figure appeared in Xu Youzhi's mind.

He likes to look at me with his eyes narrowed, and always makes me blush.

There was always a smile on his lips, but that smile was so mean and disgusting. But when he wasn't around, it felt like a kitten was scratching my heart and I couldn't help but miss him.

For a moment, Xu Youzhi was a little dazed. The originally childish face overlapped with the appearance of another man.

The man who married her and lifted her red veil.

The man who left on the wedding night and sent her a divorce letter the next day, saying he wanted to give her freedom.

She was a concubine, but was treated as a wife from beginning to end.

She knew that everything was fake, but she could always recall the scene of holding hands in public at the wedding that day.

The warmth from the man's hands seemed to still remain in her hands.

Xu Youzhi shook her head violently, she realized that something was wrong with herself.

It was clearly the feelings for the man in front of me, so why were they transferred to another person?

Xu Youzhi would never believe the rumors that suddenly appeared in the mansion.

However, Zhang Hanrui's conspiracy had already planted the seeds of doubt in her heart.

At this time, an evening breeze blew by.

Shanyuan took a step forward and said in a gentle tone, "Sister Youzhi, are you okay?"

Hearing this voice, Xu Youzhi subconsciously took two steps back, and her delicate body, like a willow in the wind, fell into Dongmei's arms.

"Second, Second Young Master."

Her voice was so soft and gentle that anyone who heard it would feel pity.

However, as soon as these words came out, four vigilant eyes turned to the young man at the same time.

"I am Shan Yuan, the third disciple of Xiaodao Wujizi. Nice to meet you all."

Shan Yuan bowed to them, then turned his gaze back to Xu Youzhi and said meaningfully,

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Is Sister Youzhi's health improving?"

Xu Youzhi unconsciously grasped the sachet around her waist and was about to speak.

Chun Tao stepped forward and stood in front of her, saluted Shan Yang and said,

"Thank you for your help today, Taoist priest. I will report today's events to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan. I will take my leave now."

As he said this, he winked at Xia He.

Xia He understood, took out a bamboo tube from her arms, pulled the fuse, and then a beam of fire exploded in the sky above the capital.

About thirty breaths passed.

A white figure appeared first, and took Xu Youzhi into his arms, his tone full of concern.

"Youzhi, are you hurt? Who is it? Who is it?"

Zhang Hanrui hugged Xu Youzhi, with anger and tenderness mixed in her eyes.

His cold eyes swept around and then fell on Shanyuan and Shanyang.

"Damn Taoist priest! It's you!"

Zhang Hanrui's eyes were bloodshot, and her powerful internal energy hit her clothes, making crackling sounds.

A white jade dagger as long as his forearm slipped from his sleeve, and his cold gaze made people shudder.

"Sister, I'm fine."

When Xu Youzhi saw the small white jade sword that represented the identity of the sword master of the Zongheng family, she felt indescribably moved.

The estrangement during this period seemed to completely disappear at this moment.

Gently tugged at Zhang Hanrui's sleeve and whispered,

"The master just helped us..."

Hearing this, Zhang Hanrui's eyes flickered. She looked deeply at Shan Yang and the other man, then put the small white jade sword back into her sleeve.

At the same time, Li Linger, Ying Yu, Lu Jianjia, and an elder from Tianzong hurried over.

The moment Li Ling'er saw Xu Youzhi, tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably. She went forward and held Xu Youzhi's little face, saying,

"Youzhi, I thought I would never see you again."

Seeing Li Ling'er's pink face that looked like a kitten crying, Xu Youzhi raised her hand and wiped her face, then said,

"Ling'er, I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? Let me take a look. Why are your hands so cold? Are you hurt somewhere?"

Li Ling'er held her little hand, rubbed it, and exhaled into her palm continuously.

Seeing that Xu Youzhi was safe and sound, Ying Yu patted her chest, and then thought of what had just happened in the mansion. Her face suddenly changed, and she shouted to Qiu Ju who was holding the man in black,

"Xiao Qiuqiu, let go!"

Before he finished speaking, a wisp of white smoke suddenly emerged from the black-clothed man's body.

At the same time, the bodies of all the men in black burst into flames with a "puff" sound, and the flames illuminated the originally dim alley as if it were daytime.

Qiu Ju took a few steps back and sat down on the ground. She looked at the burn marks on her palms, pouted her lips, and then burst into tears.

"It's all your fault. The Master won't love Qiuju anymore."