Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

As soon as Lin Yuanxiu pushed open the door, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Looking up, I saw Song Paner, her body covered in blood, with her long hair disheveled, sitting in an armchair leisurely drinking tea. A "blood man" was leaning on the chair next to her.

In fact, it cannot be called a "human" at all. It is almost like a skeleton without any meat removed.

This cruel scene frightened everyone following Lin Yuanxiu and made them stop in their tracks.

"Miss..." Lin Yuanxiu spoke hesitantly.

Song Pan'er raised her eyes, the misty heat obscured her face, making it impossible to see her expression, but Lin Yuanxiu could feel the coldness emanating from her inside out.

He did not rush into the house. Seeing that even he did not dare to take a step forward, the others naturally did not dare to move either.

Song Pan'er finished her tea, put the cup on the blood-spattered table, and stood up.

She gathered her cloak and walked up to Lin Yuanxiu without saying a word.

Although the person was much shorter than him, Lin Yuanxiu inexplicably felt that the person walking towards him was a killing god.

"I left you a breath." Song Pan'er spoke lightly and stepped out of the door.

Qiuqiu walked out of the crowd silently and stood behind Song Paner.

Seeing her and Qiuqiu walking through the corpses lying on the ground and leaving without looking back, Ajin, who was squeezed at the end, hurriedly followed without daring to raise his head.

Lin Yuanxiu watched Song Pan'er walk out of the yard. The atmosphere at the scene was tense for a moment until Zhou Xin sneezed due to the strong smell of blood, and everyone came to their senses.

"Sir Zhou, let someone clean up the battlefield." He Chi wrapped his cloak tightly and looked at Zhou Xin who was covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Zhou Xin nodded with lingering fear and hurriedly ordered people to clean up the bodies in the yard.

He had just walked too fast and didn't notice the scene in the house. He probably would have a nightmare at night, so he had to clean up quickly and ask someone to make a bowl of calming soup for him.

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Lin Yuanxiu walked into the room alone and looked down at Zhuge Cong sitting on the chair.

His brothers and sisters all died at the hands of this man. Today, he can finally avenge them with his own hands.

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On the carriage back to Songjiabao, Lu Yan, who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke up, "I think you are more suitable to be the Demon Lord than me."

Song Pan'er lowered her eyes and looked at her blood-stained hands.

Her skin was very white, and the blood on her hands was particularly glaring red.

"I'm serious. Why don't you stop fighting for the world and come back to the Demon Realm with me. I will give you the position of Demon Lord." Lu Yan spoke again. He was not joking. This girl was even more cruel than him, the Demon Lord. It would be a pity if she didn't become the Demon Lord.

Song Pan'er sneered and did not answer.

Since I have to follow her and leave the world of immortal cultivation, how can I have the chance to go back in a short time?

People should be responsible for the choices they make, just like her.

Qiuqiu sat upright next to him, as silent as a real robot without the switch turned on.

Ajin drove the carriage, not daring to make any sound, only the sound of horse hooves "clacking".

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it seemed as if "dark clouds were pressing down on the city". Seeing that heavy rain was about to pour down, Song Dahe stood on the wall of Songjiabao, his eyes fixed on the wide road ahead.

Not long after, a carriage came closer and finally appeared in his sight.

"I'm back, finally back." His heart was relieved a little, and he personally went down the city wall to pick up Song Pan'er.

The carriage entered the city gate, and Song Dahe couldn't wait to climb up. As soon as he lifted the curtain, the strong smell of blood made him frown.

"My dear, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Song Pan'er shook her head. "It's okay. This is all the prince's blood."

Song Dahe let out a long breath, got into the carriage and sat opposite Song Paner.

Qiuqiu greeted with a blank expression, "Hello, Master."

There was no light in the carriage. Song Dahe was so focused on checking if his daughter was injured that he didn't notice there was a ball inside. Her sudden cry scared Song Dahe so much that he almost jumped up.

Song Pan'er was amused by his actions, "Old Song, why are you still so timid?"

It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but once she said it, Song Dahe remembered the good things that the little bird had done.

"By the way, where's Hehe?" He looked left and right, but didn't see the parrot standing on Song Pan'er's shoulder. "Could it have been killed by the prince?"

Qiuqiu stared at him and said righteously, "Hello, Master, I will convey your words to Hehe truthfully."

Song Dahe: ???

"You girl, where are you from? Why are you still complaining? I didn't say anything..." He muttered and hurriedly changed the subject.

"By the way, Pan'er, Shaochun sent a letter. We'll be at the grassland in three days at most."

Song Pan'er said "hmm", it was about the time she expected.

"Old Song, get ready to spread the word. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was attacked in Jiangnan, and the assassin is from Prince Yong'an's side."

"Tell the Chen family that it's time for them to show off. If they want me to take them out to play, then they need to show their sincerity."

Song Dahe nodded repeatedly, "Chen Jue's place..."

Song Pan'er thought about it and said, "Same."

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Jin Lingfeng didn't know that Song Pan'er had prepared a huge pot for him in Jiangnan.

He sat in the main seat, looking at Song Fubao lying in the hall with half of his body covered in blood, and sentenced Liu Pianpian to death in his heart.

Liu Pianpian covered her slightly bulging belly with one hand and held a handkerchief with the other, with a tearful expression on her face.

"Your Highness, I never thought that this little bitch would actually poison you! It's all my fault for not disciplining her properly. Please punish me, Your Highness."

The dull pain in his chest kept reminding Jin Lingfeng that he had been tricked by Liu Pianpian and the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion from the very beginning.

"Shut up!" He squeezed out these two words from between his teeth. His throat started to itch again and he vomited a mouthful of black blood.

Liu Pianpian covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, a faint smile on her lips, but her tone was panicked and aggrieved.

"Your Majesty..."

Jin Lingfeng turned his head and looked at her coldly.

This look was so sharp that it suddenly reminded Liu Pianpian that the other party had relied on a group of rabble to fight his way out of a bloody situation, forcing the old emperor to confer him the title of a king of a different surname.

"Come here, Liu Pianpian committed adultery and is pregnant..."

"Beaten to death with clubs... and the body was thrown at the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion..."

Liu Pianpian was so shocked when she heard him give the order with gritted teeth that she stood up from her chair.

"You dare! Jin Lingfeng! How dare you touch me! Are you going to make an enemy of the Zhenguogong Mansion?"

Jin Lingfeng closed his eyes, raised his hand and waved lightly, and several men in black rushed in from outside the door, dragged Liu Pianpian forward, covered her mouth and were about to take her out to execute her.

Her trusted maids and servants wanted to stop them, but Jin Lingfeng gave them a look and the men in black simply dragged them out.

Soon, the dull sound of a stick hitting someone was heard in the yard.

Jin Lingfeng coughed twice, pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

Song Fubao, who was standing before him, was already lifeless. He took a deep breath and gave an order to the void, "Pass the order down, and move ahead of schedule."