C4 Cold House Lovers

The streets are full of willows,

The Starry Night Wine was not in full swing.

He shook the river all by himself.

But he was happy with the dust.

And he had seen his whole life.

A song with dried tears.

His future was full of uncertainties.

The road was long.

Thousands of miles away from Yang Pass.

The fragrance of flowers was always intoxicating, just like the gentle care of a woman. It was enough to soothe one's heart. At this moment, the flowers were floating and the wind was blowing. Logically speaking, the fragrance of the flowers had already submerged the two of them, but Xiao Nanfeng's heart was cold.

There was nothing that could make a cold person's heart burn. Furthermore, Dugu Ming's words had made his heart even colder. Since he was nine years old, he knew one thing. If you want to live well in this world, then don't trust anyone easily. Otherwise, you will die an ugly death.

Xiao Nanfeng wasn't afraid of death. He had already experienced the summoning of death countless times. What he was afraid of was that before he died, he hadn't finished what he needed to do, and the wine he needed to drink hadn't been finished yet.

His grandfather had told him that if the children of the Xiao family wanted to be successful, they had to work hard because his grandfather had said that the blood in their family had always been flowing with the blood of ordinary people. It had never appeared before, even if it was someone who could leave a name in history. His grandfather's words were still ringing in his ears, so he practiced his saber with all his might.

"Get lost!" Dugu Ming's voice was cold and full of ridicule. This was the greatest insult to a man with a knife. However, Xiao Nanfeng could not lose his temper at such a woman. He knew that he could not afford to offend a woman, especially a beautiful one.

Sabers always sent chills down one's spine, but Dugu Ming's attitude made this man's heart sink even more. He placed the saber in his hand on the ground and limped out of Merlin.

As a well-known swordswoman family, Dugu family had been mourning for Dugu Kuang's most beloved disciple and future son-in-law, Nalan Yan, who had gone missing. Not long after, his eldest son, the famous young swordswoman, Dugu Xin, was defeated by Xiao Nanfeng in three moves.

This made people sigh. Almost everyone thought that the Dugu Family had started to decline. At least in this generation of disciples, there wasn't a single person who could support the fate of the clan.

Dugu Kuang rubbed the wrinkles on his forehead as he sat in the hall, deep in thought. He couldn't figure out where his family path was. There were more and more rising stars in the martial arts world, but only his family had no successors.

Dugu Xin seemed to have seen through his father's sadness, but he did not dare to say a word! He knew his father's character. When he was deep in thought, as long as you disturbed him, you would at least receive a stinky scolding. Dugu Xin did not want to run into such bad luck early in the morning.

"Xin'er, have any of your disciples have good qualifications recently?" A strong and solid voice echoed throughout the hall. Dugu Xin seemed to be in a trance as he was slightly pushed by the disciples behind him. Only then did he recover his senses and hurriedly cupped his fists. "Father. The disciples were not bad, but. . . It's hard to find someone with extraordinary talent. "

Clearly expressing his dissatisfaction towards his son, Dugu Kuang said with disappointment, "Can't we find someone like that kid in the huge Dugu family?"

That kid was referring to Xiao Nanfeng. When Dugu Xin and Xiao Nanfeng fought, Dugu Kuang was also present. He knew very well that if a person could use that kind of blade technique and use that kind of power, how many geniuses would he need? He had always thought that this was not something that could be done by diligence.

Dugu Xin was speechless at his father's angry rebuke. He muttered in a low voice, "Actually, that guy was just a little lucky. "

"Shut up!" Before he could finish, Dugu Kuang stopped him with a stern voice. "I originally thought that after you lost that time, you would reflect on your pain and practice more diligently. You, on the other hand, broke the jar and fell, didn't you? If we can't win, then we can't win. Could it be that our Dugu family can still lose to him with this little bit of moral integrity of the pugilistic world? "

As a blade artist, the moral integrity of the Dugu family would never lose to any family that used a blade.

A strong wind was blowing outside. Everyone was wrapped in a thick coat. The disciples who were afraid of the cold had already retracted their hands into their sleeves, and kept yawning into their collars. Dugu Xin stood straighter and straighter. His forehead was constantly sweating, bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down onto the ground. This reminded him of when his father taught him how to use the saber when he was young.

Dugu Xin saw that his father was still angry, so he winked at his sister, who was standing next to his father's table, and asked for help.

"Alright, dad. Big Brother has already tried his best. Besides. . . That Xiao guy is so immoral. What happened last night was enough to make him lose his foothold in Gusu City!" The person who said this was not Dugu Ming, but her younger sister, Dugu Xiu.

Compared to Dugu Ming's arrogance and coldness, Dugu Xiu appeared especially gentle and cheerful. She was the youngest child in Dugu family and also the most doted child. Whenever her father was angry, as long as Dugu Xiu came to comfort him, she would definitely make Dugu Kuang laugh.

As expected, Dugu Kuang opened his tightly knitted brows and looked at Dugu Xiu lovingly. He pointed at her and said, "You, you, you only know how to speak for your brother!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Xin heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that he had escaped disaster today. Dugu Xiu stuck out her tongue and shrugged. "Sigh, who asked him to be my big brother? But dad, I'm afraid that Xiao will not be able to stay for long. I heard that his leg was broken yesterday!"

When Dugu Kuang heard this, his eyes lit up. "What? Who told you that you never leave your house?"

"Of course someone told me, but I can't betray her! This is absolutely true! " Dugu Xiu narrowed her eyes and supported her father to the chair to massage his shoulders.

"Yes. It must be your sister. This crazy girl can only blame me for being too busy and did not have time to discipline her. Sigh!" Dugu Kuang closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed his daughter's filial massage. From time to time, he would make a few whimpers, indicating Dugu Xiu to use more strength.

Dugu Xiu reproached, "Aiyah, dad, don't say that about sister. She has been very annoying recently. Ever since Brother Nalan went missing, she has been staying in Merlin. I haven't seen her for a long time!"

Dugu Kuang's brows tightened once again. When he thought of his bitter eldest daughter, his hanging heart tightened even more.

In the martial arts world, unless one side confirmed their death, there was no way to cancel an engagement between a man and a woman. Once one side canceled the engagement, the other side would lose face, and there would even be people who would start a fight between the two families.

In other words, if she couldn't find Nalan Yan in her lifetime, unless the Dugu family and the Nalan family turned against each other, Dugu Ming would die of loneliness.

Loneliness was a terrifying thing for a woman who had never married. It was like the night, like the dark clouds, like a lingering sorrow in one's life.

In every quiet night, when you tossed and turned and could not fall asleep, you would think of many people, many things, but other than thinking, you could not do anything else, because fate determined your loneliness.

It was said that Dugu Ming was lonely. Everyone felt that she must be drinking and drinking in Merlin at this time, worrying about herself.

But she didn't. Not only did she not, she even pointed the blame at Murong family. She even wanted to take revenge for her fiancé. She used an unknown amount of money to invite Cangsong Blade Master and Xiao Nanfeng over.

While everyone was sighing for Dugu Ming, where was Dugu Ming?

In the cellar, there was a gloomy and cold cellar. Such weather. . . Even if you were wearing a mink fur coat. . . Once you walked into the cellar, you couldn't help but shiver.

There are a total of sixty-four steps to the cellar. She had counted every step carefully. She was unwilling to come to this cellar, but she had no choice but to come every day.

So every step was very careful, very slow. It was as if after every step she took, time would stop.

There were a total of seven cold cellars, and each of them was filled with ice cubes. This was the ice blocks that were prepared in advance for the hot summer. Every wealthy family had such a large or small cellar, and the Dugu family's cellar was the largest in Gusu City.

Of the seven rooms, her destination was the seventh room in the innermost room. She walked carefully, but she was also very excited because she was afraid that she would meet that familiar person.

Of course, no one would come in such a cold winter. It was precisely because no one would come. That was why they chose this place to deal with that person.

"Scram! All of you scram for me!" His voice was filled with resentment and hostility, as if the person who spoke wanted to eat the person who had arrived alive.

Dugu Ming suddenly stopped her footsteps and shakily supported the wall beside her. She did not dare to take another step forward. With her back facing the person who spoke inside with her back full of tears, she said, "I know. I can't make you not hate me no matter what I say now, but. . . I want to tell you that I was also deceived by that person! "

Crying and crying. A woman's cry always provoked a man's desire to protect. The man inside seemed to soften. He took half a step forward but stopped. It was not as if he had stopped. It was that he had no other choice. The clanking iron chains hit the cold ground, and his four limbs were firmly locked onto the wall of the seventh room.

"Since he lied to you, Ming'er, let me go and come back to my side. We will still be like before, alright?" The man's voice carried a trace of warmth, but also seemed to be begging.

When a man started to beg a woman, one could imagine how helpless this man was.

"No! No! Since the matter has already happened, then it is irreversible. Could it be that you will forget what happened that night? Brother Nalan, I have let you down in this life. In the next life, I will definitely do anything for you! " Dugu Ming had almost reached the brink of collapse. She wiped away her tears and slowly recovered her calm. She handed over a bamboo basket.

There was a pot of wine in the basket, a pot of wine that was not given to Xiao Nanfeng, two side dishes and a bowl of rice.

At the same time, she took out a sour and rotten toilet bowl. She had never done such a thing since she was young. But now, she had no choice but to do it alone.

That's right, the person locked in the cellar was Nalan Yan, Dugu Kuang's future son-in-law, Dugu Ming's fiancé!

Nalan Yan had long given up on crying and crying. This kind of conversation had been repeated countless times. Every time she came, she would bring a pot of wine, two dishes, a bowl of rice, and clean the toilet bowl that he had used before to change into a new one.

Nalan Yan no longer cried and cried. Instead, he squatted down and poured the wine into his mouth with all his might. When he went over, he would not touch the wine. A man who did not drink a single drop of wine in the past was now addicted to drinking as much as his life. Unless he was oppressed by reality or hurt his heart.

A broken heart could only be anesthetized with wine. Nalan Yan had done very well, so he could only do so. Otherwise, what awaited him was death.

There was nothing more terrifying and painful than death. Sometimes, he would think of death, but he was not willing to die in vain. There were still many things he hadn't done.