The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 292 Extra: Give me a word, little master

  Chang'an City was roaring with cold wind, and the heavy rain overturned, kicking up the falling leaves and swaying up to 90,000 miles!

  Tian Prison could not hear the sound of rain outside, only swords, lights and swords were left.

   She was alone against thousands of troops and horses. It was like hitting a stone with an egg. The wounds on her body were one after another. Blood was all over her body.

   "It's too late for you to stop now!" Lin Zhengyuan shouted.

   Meng Tangan staggered holding the sword, killed many people, and approached the innermost cell stubbornly step by step.

  Liang Jian put on a dragon robe and gave an order: "Release the arrows!"

  The iron arrows were fired in unison, shooting towards the slender figure overwhelmingly.

"boom-!"

The    long sword dropped from his hand and fell to the ground with a loud noise.

  Wan arrows pierced through the heart, dyeing her wedding dress red, I can't tell whether the blood is more red, or the wedding dress is more colorful!

  Meng Tangan fell to the ground, the cold arrow pierced through her heart alive, the pain was terrifying, she seemed to be unconscious, and crawled forward little by little, wiping long bloodstains on the ground.

  Xie Xun…

  Xie Xun…

   She wanted to call his name, but she opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't make a sound, and blood was overflowing between her lips and teeth.

   They are so close at hand that they can never see each other.

  Xie Xun felt the most distressed for Meng Tangan. Usually, even if she injured her knee, he would be sad for a long time, and he was reluctant to let her suffer a little.

   But now she is really in pain, he can never see her again.

It was almost, just a little bit, she could see Xie Xun, she really couldn't hold it anymore, the stretched fingertips dropped silently, and the red rope tied around her wrist tied them The blue silk of the knot sank in the dirt of blood!

   Meng Tangan was ready to die long before the prison robbery. She secretly went to the temple to pray for Xie Xun's safety and the afterlife for him.

   The most unfortunate thing in Xie Xun's life was meeting Meng Tangan, who killed him.

  If it weren't for her, the young man would have a high-spirited business, and he would not suffer from the hardships of the world. Maybe ten years later, he would still be able to see all the Chang'an flowers with his friends!

  Buddha said that sincerity leads to spirituality, and on the three thousand steps leading to the temple, she kowtows once every step to pray for peace.

  May you never meet me again in the next life.

   and loved ones, year after year, in peace.

  No one knows, and neither does Xie Xun.

   They are missing out all their lives.

   In the dark cell, Xie Xun lost a lot of blood, leaned against the wall dazedly, his body was cold, and he heard the sound of swords clashing from outside!

   has nothing to do with him.

   He thought, where is Meng Tangan now, what is he doing, maybe he will be with Lin Zhengyuan, he is worried about which dress is better, he plans to drink peach blossom wine tomorrow, and which rouge shop to go to the street the day after tomorrow...

  Also, Lin Zhengyuan has a high position and can protect her.

  Between them, forget it.

   Forget it all, it’s better to forget it all.

   He didn't know that the girl he loved had just died outside the cell, and he desperately wanted to take him away. One foot away from him is farewell!

  It rained so hard today that even the gods were crying.

   on the execution ground.

  Liang Jian made someone break Xie Xun's bones, drain his blood, and ruin his face!

   Thirty-seven knives, and thirty-seven knives…

  Life is better than death.

  Xie Xun said nothing from the beginning to the end, and went to death calmly.

  Blood and rain merged into one, constantly shattering and gathering.

  The people pointed around the execution ground, shook their heads in disdain, full of contempt and disdain.

   "To actually cooperate with the enemy and treason, you deserve it!"

   "Such a person should have died early."

   "Self-eating..."

   All of them seem to have forgotten that Xie Xun once fought victorious battles for Beiyan to defend against the Huns and defend the country.

   One person fought for three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million division!

   was also a famous young man in the capital. He was full of enthusiasm and ideals. He was a hero in the eyes of countless people.

  Now, all the charges are on his body, thousands of people insulted and scorned by thousands of people, wishing Xie Xun died.

   Who will cry for him?

   It was raining, and the wind was howling, as if it could overturn the city of Chang'an.

  Today is April 16th, if nothing else, they have already got married, they have worshipped in the hall, drank a glass of wine together, and talked about their hidden love in a crowd full of friends.

   Maybe she is making trouble now, he is laughing, when he returns home late at night, she throws a lantern into his arms.

   I heard that the moon is on the fifteenth and sixteenth round. They would watch the moon together at night and drink wine under the peach blossom tree they planted by themselves.

   Maybe… maybe…

All right.

  She died in her wedding clothes, he died in her wedding clothes.

   This life is also considered a long-term relationship.

  …

   2010s.

   Tens of thousands of babies are born every day. In the First Central Hospital, at fourteen o'clock in the afternoon, the baby's cry sounded, named Xie Huaijing.

   At the same time, a baby girl named Meng Tangan was born in another delivery room.

   At the age of seventeen, Meng Tangan walked out of the psychological clinic, shredded the psychological diagnosis certificate, and walked to the rooftop on the twenty-seventh floor.

  The cold wind swayed the hem of the white skirt, like a butterfly about to fly.

   She opened her hands and fell back, just then—

   A figure rushed over and threw her to the ground. Due to inertia, the two of them rolled several times in succession.

   The expected sense of weightlessness didn't come, instead he slammed into his arms, and his breath was filled with a clear and clean fragrance, which was the smell on his white shirt.

   "The little girl's house, what can't you think about." The casual sweet voice fell in the wind with the wind, with the clearness and laziness unique to the youth.

Inexplicable.

   Meng Tangan felt that she had been waiting for years.

She opened her eyes, just in line with the boy's eyes, those eyes were shining like a cold river and Xiangshui, she paused for a moment, and habitually showed just the right vulnerability, which is her usual deceitful appearance: "You still save me. what to do…"

   "You look so pretty, it's a pity to fall."

  Xie Huaijing stood up lazily, with a slender figure, his white shirt puffed up by the wind: "Meet me, Xie Huaijing."

   That was their seventeen.

   Meng Tangan didn't die, and she continued to live. She lived a hypocritical and cunning life, deceiving everyone with a smile.

   She was very short of money, and she was short of money that she could not earn in her life, so she turned her mind to others.

   Xie Huaijing is not her first choice, maybe it's something on the rooftop, maybe it's something else, in short, I don't want him.

  However, Xie Huaijing always swayed in front of her, with a arrogant and contemptuous attitude, showing his wealth and arrogance all the time.

   Meng Tangan finally planned to chase him and made a series of plans.

   She chased him for four years. Later, Young Master Xie finally let go, opened his eyes and glanced at her, and said reluctantly, "I need a girlfriend to help me deal with the family."

   "I promise it's suitable!" Meng Tangan leaned closer and blinked, full of sincerity, "What do you think of me?"

   She suddenly approached, making Xie Huaijing stop for a while, and leaned back slightly: "That's it."

   "Give me the right words, young master." Meng Tangan smiled sweetly, her eyebrows curved, "If you want me, you won't lose."

   (end of this chapter)