Chapter 162 The Black Flower of the Other Side (8,000 words)
The thunder roared, and the raindrops like bullets continued to rush vertically and horizontally, as dense as a waterfall curtain, covering the entire sky.
After Long Yaoxin’s words of marriage proposal fell, thunder and lightning flashed outside the hall, making the dark sky suddenly bright and bright, and at the same time, it also reflected Kuang Tianguang’s stunned face.
"Brother, you mean... Xiaoque'er?"
Kuang Tianguang thought for a moment that he had heard wrong and froze in place.
Long Yaoxin sat on the stool a little tiredly and said with a smile: "That girl Xiaoque'er is cute and lovely, with such a happy look on her face, the soul of that brat in my family was attracted. With such a beautiful wife, that brat also It will make you happy.
Although Xiaoqueer's parents are gone now, it is not humiliating for her to be the young mistress of my Longwu Escort Agency with you as her uncle. I believe her parents know it well. I will be very happy.
And to be honest, I am really worried about finding a girl from outside for Liangcai. Many people are watching this fat guy from Longwu Escort Agency, and it will definitely be troublesome in the end. Things keep happening, and only you can feel at ease."
Kuang Tianguang frowned and said: "Brother, the little bird is still young, if you don't wait..."
"I can't wait, I'm already waiting. No more.”
Long Yaoxin looked at the blood he coughed up in his handkerchief and sighed softly, "I will be almost thirteen soon. Some girls from wealthy families get married around this age."
"Brother— —"
"That's it."
Long Yuexin raised his hand and said in an unquestionable tone, "I will hold a wedding banquet when I get back. I can't hold it. Now, being able to watch my son get married before he dies can be regarded as a settlement.”
Kuang Tianguang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: “Brother, I still don’t agree with Xiaoqueer’s marriage. Good talent! Firstly, Xiao Que'er is still young and her parents have just passed away, so marriage is too far away for her. Secondly, despite her parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, they still have to like each other in the end. I hope Xiaoqueer can have her own choice!
If the eldest brother insists on taking a fancy to Xiao Queer, I will also try to bring them together. But the premise is that good talents must take responsibility. I suggest waiting for another two years to sharpen the talent's temperament. ”
Although Kuang Tianguang loves his nephew very much, he is also very clear about the boy’s virtue.
He spends the whole day drinking and drinking, hanging out with a bunch of friends and friends in the land of fireworks and romance. Marrying Xiao Que'er to him is like pushing her into a pit of fire. As Xiao Que'er's only relative, he will never allow this to happen.
Long Jie said with a hard smile: "Lao Kuang, actually. I know you have always looked down upon Liangcai..."
"Brother, it's not that I look down on Liangcai, but look at what he does on a daily basis? Don’t I want my nephew to succeed? I've warned you so many times, but you just don't listen! ”
Kuang Tianguang was so angry that he refused to fight.
Long Yaoxin's eyes were wandering and his tone was solemn, "Yes, these are all my faults. I always feel that I am still young and my talent is still young, so I just want to pamper him more. Wait. As he grows older, I will teach him better, but before I know it, I no longer have the chance to teach him."
He looked up at his sworn brother for many years, "But Lao Kuang, he is my son after all. , he has to carry this Longwu Escort Agency. This is the hard work of our brothers over the years! I don’t know what else to do to give my son stability and make him suffer less... Lao Kuang, I really don’t know what to do, I really...cough cough cough..."
Long Yuexin covered his mouth and tried his best to suppress the cough, his face turned red from holding back.
Kuang Tianguang said with a sad expression: "Brother, no matter what, I will not let Xiao Queer marry a Liangcai. After I go back, I will help Liangcai marry other girls, and I will definitely find someone who is virtuous and courteous. . Don’t worry, there won’t be any chaos in Longwu Escort Agency for one day.”
Long Yaoxin took a breath and said calmly: "Yes, as long as you are here, the Longwu Escort Bureau will not be in chaos. With you here, the Longwu Escort Bureau will be safe. So, Lao Meng, Lao Qi and the others have been thinking Let you take charge of the Longwu Escort Bureau.”
Kuang Tianguang’s expression changed suddenly, “Brother, haven’t we already discussed this matter? I have already advised Lao Meng and Lao Qi that they will do their best in the future. Help Liangcai maintain the escort agency."
"But once the idea is born, it means that it will happen sooner or later."
Long Yaoxin's eyes were complicated, "Lao Kuang, the escort agency. Many of the old people here are your people, and everyone obeys you. Do you think they will sincerely work for Liangcai after I die?
Lao Kuang, I believe you will not usurp the dragon. Wu Escort Bureau's thoughts, our brotherhood for so many years, I know your character best, but... I can't trust those people under you. If one day, you are forced to be pushed up by them, then... you won't be able to help it. .”
Kuang Tianguang was shocked.
Looking at the strange emotion in the eyes of his sworn brother, he finally understood the meaning of what the other party said.
I also understood that the other party had deliberately asked him to replace him.
This is a test.
This is a warning.
This is also a hint... it's time for him to leave the escort agency.
At this moment, Kuang Tianguang felt cold all over, and a sadness surged into his heart, as if there were thousands of sharp knives cutting there, making him tremble.
"I understand...I understand..."
Kuang Tianguang smiled miserably, cupped his fists and bowed deeply, "Brother, from now on, I, Kuang Tianguang, will no longer be People from the Longwu Escort Agency. I will leave with Xiaoqueer and never set foot in Yuzhou again! Brother, this is the last time I call you, take care!”
Kuang Tianguang turned around and left. go.
At this moment, a sharp pain suddenly surged from his abdomen, and immediately after, Kuang Tianguang's throat tightened, and a mouthful of thick black blood spurted out from his mouth.
The man's body softened and he fell to his knees.
He stared blankly at the pool of blood on the ground, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Kuang Tianguang turned his head to look at Long Yaoxin with difficulty, his eyes full of incredible pain, and said hoarsely: "Brother, you...you actually...poisoned the tea!"
Long Yaoxin didn't dare to look at him, tears kept falling, "Lao Kuang, don't worry. I will let Liangcai take good care of the little bird. After a while, I will come to accompany you... Brother is in the underworld. I will give it to you." Apologize!”
"Little Queer...Little Queer..."
Thinking of his niece, Kuang Tianguang endured the pain in his abdomen, staggered out of the hall, and fell headlong into the muddy water in the courtyard.
The pouring rain formed a dense network of water, hitting the man's face like a needle prick. The whole sky was completely dark, with lightning and thunder, as if there was a shrill cry between heaven and earth. sound.
Blood continued to overflow from Kuang Tianguang's mouth...
Through the dense water curtain, he vaguely saw that the three younger brothers he had carefully cultivated had fallen into the rain. The ground was stained with blood.
Around him, other people from the escort agency were holding knives and looking at him coldly.
At this time Kuang Tianguang finally understood that this was a game from the beginning. No wonder that when he was leaving, Long Yaoxin didn't let him take too many people with him, but he took a bunch of his confidants with him.
Kuang Tianguang looked miserable.
The brotherly relationship that lasted for more than twenty years turned out to be so fragile.
He sunk his palms deeply into the muddy water and used all his strength to squirm toward the Zen room. He called "Little Bird" in his hoarse throat, although the voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
In the end, he fell to the ground helplessly.
"Little Queer..."
Kuang Tianguang looked at the gradually blurring Zen courtyard, and the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
Long Yuxin walked up to him silently, coughing continuously and letting the rain hit his face.
Coughing, he covered his face with a bloody handkerchief, knelt on the ground, slowly bent down, and let out painful sobs from his throat, "Second brother! I can't forgive you... …”
"Ah!!"
Suddenly, a scream came from the other side of the meditation room, cutting through the rain curtain.
Long Yaoxin was stunned.
Listening to the voice, it seems to belong to his son.
——
Fear, shock, confusion...all kinds of emotions are intertwined in my heart.
When she saw the sword in her hand being casually cut off by the girl in front of her, the daughter of the Longwu Escort Agency seemed to have had her soul sucked out, and she stood frozen on the spot, unable to move like a puppet.
Because of Zhang Queer's special nature, it is difficult for outsiders to detect the fluctuations in her cultivation.
From beginning to end, Long Yuanyuan thought that the other party was just an ordinary girl.
However, at this moment - the cultivation level shown by the other party is clearly comparable to that of Grandmaster Xiao Xuan!
"Young Master Long, where are you going?"
Looking at Long Liangcai, who was pale and frightened, retreating to the door step by step, Zhang Queer joked, "Didn't you keep clamoring to marry me? "Why are you so scared?"
Long Liang touched the edge of the door frame and turned around to run.
But as soon as he stepped out with his right foot, he fell to the ground, and a sharp pain surged from his right leg. Looking down, he was shocked to find that his right leg had disappeared without a trace and was neatly cut off at the knee.
A scream as loud as a slaughtered pig erupted from the man's throat.
Zhang Queer slowly walked up to Young Master Long and looked down at the howling man, "What? You don't like me again? Did you swear just now, Brother Liangcai?" The girl smiled sweetly.
However, this sweet and charming smile is like a devil in the eyes of men.
"Que'er...Sister Que'er...spare my life...spare my life..."
The man screamed and cried bitterly.
“Are you worthy of calling me Sister Que’er?”
Zhang Queer's scarlet eyes turned cold, and the long sword pierced the opponent's mouth.
The tip of the sword did not penetrate the head, but touched the tongue. As the sword stirred, the man's mouth was filled with blood and broken meat.
Under the severe pain, Long Liangcai fainted on the spot.
“Go to hell, you little bitch!”
At this moment, Long Yuanyuan came back to her senses from the panic, and saw that the girl was facing away from her, with a fierce look in her eyes. Immediately, he raised his broken sword high and stabbed Zhang Queer in the back.
However, the next second, the sword flew out.
What flew out was another hand.
Long Yuanyuan looked at the blood splattering from the severed wrist and was stunned for a few seconds before letting out a shrill scream from her throat.
"Sister Yuan, you are in such a hurry to die."
The smile on Zhang Queer's face contained a cold and cold feeling.
The girl's long sword gently wiped Long Liangcai's throat and walked towards Long Yuanyuan, "Okay, I'll send you two siblings on their way."
Long Liangcai woke up from the pain again.
I felt like something was gushing out from my neck, and I subconsciously covered my throat.
Sticky... Only then did the man realize that it was blood.
He desperately tried to press the wound in his throat, but blood continued to spill out.
Long Yuanyuan looked at the girl walking towards her. She was frightened and took a few steps back. She accidentally slipped on the blood on the ground and fell to the ground. Her face was full of tears, "Don't come here... Don't come here..."
At this moment, Miss Long completely collapsed.
Endless regret and despair swept into her heart... This was her second regret in the past two days.
Every time she was given a chance, she never cherished it.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and struggled towards the hall, trying to shout for help.
But before the cry came out, his hair was grabbed.
A huge force surged from above her head, and Long Yuanyuan was thrown out like a kite with a broken string.
The moment she flipped in the air, she clearly felt a heartbreaking pain coming from her scalp, as if even her soul was being pulled and trembling.
Then she fell heavily into the icy rain.
It caused a huge splash of water.
The top of the woman's head was a bloody mess, and most of her hair had been torn off and scattered on the muddy ground.
"I have obviously given up my murderous intention and plan to live a good life with you, why are you forcing me."
Zhang Queer has a violent evil spirit lingering around him, and his scarlet eyes There is no emotion in it, "I try hard to be obedient, try hard to make myself better, become more ordinary, and want others to like me. Why, you have to force me."
A trace of blood and tears slowly fell from the corner of the girl's eyes, and were washed away by the cold rain.
“Son!!”
Suddenly, a cry of mourning burst out.
It was Long Yuxin who hurried to the scene.
The man's eyes widened, staring blankly at the heartbreaking scene in the Zen room. His son's body pierced his sight like a sharp knife, causing him to fall into extreme shock and trance.
He raised his head suddenly and stared at Zhang Queer, "Little bitch!! I'm going to skin you!"
Long Jiexin rushed towards the least female daughter in the rain. , punched away.
The violent rain curtain instantly seemed to be stirred wildly by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge spiral vortex visible to the naked eye.
As the master of Longwu Escort Bureau, Long Yuexin broke through to Master Xiaoxuan ten years ago.
Due to his illness, he has not been able to make any breakthroughs over the years. But after all, he has a strong foundation, and Zhang Queer's cultivation level is forcibly improved by evil spirit, which is relatively weak, but in terms of strength, he is a stable one.
The huge drill composed of countless sharp water blades, carrying roaring sonic booms, bombarded with Zhang Queer's long sword.
The girl suddenly felt the energy and blood surge in her body, her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The petite body was blown away by the powerful force like a broken paper kite, drawing a sad and beautiful arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Zhang Queer felt as if his internal organs were forcibly dislocated and squeezed by a huge force, and severe pain surged in like a tide.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Although Long Yaoxin was very powerful, he couldn’t help but cough after using his profound energy. His face was red from coughing, and the veins on his forehead were slightly protruding, looking a bit painful.
“Kill her!”
Long Yaoxin covered his lips and ordered the members of the escort agency who were following him.
Everyone waved their swords and started killing the girl.
Zhang Queer endured the severe pain and stood up, her face as pale as paper and without any blood. The girl's delicate body swayed in the heavy rain like the fragile flowers in the mountains swaying in the cold wind.
Zhang Queer turned his wrist, and the tip of his sword stirred up a splash of rainwater.
The originally ordinary water droplets, under the influence of the sword energy, turned into thousands of small but powerful hidden weapons, and shot towards the rushing people. The force was so great that it was instantly knocked to the ground.
There were only muffled groans and sounds of falling to the ground, and everyone fell to the rainy ground one after another.
Zhang Queer stepped forward quickly, her petite body shuttled through the rain curtain, the sword light was like lightning, leaving behind a cold silver trail. Strings of blood sprayed out like blooming red lotuses. Some people kept falling, some were wailing, and some wanted to escape, but they still fell in a pool of blood...
Thunderstorm, girl, long sword, corpse , killing...the picture seemed to be smudged with blood and ink, frozen into a sad scene. Long Yaoxin held her son's dead body and cried bitterly in the rain.
Looking at the yard covered with corpses and the girl kneeling on one knee, gasping for air, Long Yaoxin was extremely angry and his eyes were blood red, "Bloody girl, my Long family will treat you well." No, why are you doing this?”
Long Yaoxin stood up abruptly, raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar. Still holding back the burning in his throat and the tightness in his chest, he tried his best to stabilize his body and prevent his momentum from weakening at all, and then rushed towards the girl like crazy.
He swore!
He wants to twitch the opponent's muscles, peel off the opponent's skin, and torture him to death bit by bit!
“This sounds so disgusting.”
Zhang Queer closed her eyes, and the scattered hair was wet and clinging to that fair and flawless little face. The hair seemed to be carrying heavy rain, making it look particularly heavy.
She slowly adjusted her breathing and recalled the scene in the past when Yan Changqing taught Erliang the sword.
Put away the sword...Put away the sword...
No matter how fierce the Tathagata's sword is, no matter how he extends the sword, Yan Changqing requires two or two swords to be withdrawn in time.
But Zhang Queer didn't like it.
The girl murmured:
"Master, the sword has been drawn out, there is no reason to take it back."
"The moment the sword is drawn out, your life is already on the sword, why should you be greedy for life?"
< br>"Master, I firmly believe that my path is right! As long as my sword, Zhang Que'er, is out, there is no reason to take it back!"
At the moment when Long Yuxin's fist was about to arrive, , the girl opened her eyes suddenly, her bright eyes were like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, suddenly penetrating the darkness and piercing the stagnant time and space.
The sword energy surged out like a frenzy!
The air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound. Bright rays of light flow around the sword body, like circling silver snakes or blooming winter plums.
Long Yaoxin was also slightly stunned by the sudden counterattack, but his fist did not hesitate at all due to this sudden change. Instead, he smashed his fist at the girl even faster and shouted angrily: "Go to hell!"< br>
The sword energy and the iron fist intertwined in the air, and the two figures continued to intersect, hitting each other from the Zen courtyard to the outside.
Whether it is boxing or swordsmanship in the world, they all pay attention to the flow of one breath.
If the Qi is long and strong, you will have the upper hand.
If the Qi is exhausted, you will die.
For the two people fighting at this time, Long Yaoxin's Qi flowing in the acupoints was undoubtedly longer and thicker than Zhang Queer's. On the contrary, the girl only fought with this breath, and almost every sword was delivered. Izuku is pushing himself towards death.
Long Yaoxin became more and more frightened as he fought. He felt that he was facing a madman who was not afraid of death, and he was ready to die with him.
The long sword in the girl's hand is like a poisonous snake that chooses and devours others. She puts her life as a bet time and time again, and she is fierce and decisive without giving in at all.
After dozens of rounds, the two finally reached the ultimate level of "that tone".
Seeing Zhang Que'er hand out a sword desperately again, this should be the last sword, Long Yaoxin's eyes flashed with raging anger. In the anger, he also used his remaining energy and hit the girl's forehead.
You are not afraid of death, am I afraid of death?
The man pounced on the girl like a tiger descending from a mountain, with a ferocious look on his face.
The iron fist drew a cold arc in the rain curtain, carrying the force of thunder, and headed straight for Zhang Queer's forehead.
Zhang Queer's face was as sinking as water, veins popped out on the wrist that was holding the sword tightly, without any flinching, the tip of the sword pointed straight ahead, like a sharp arrow shooting out of the clouds, piercing the opponent's heart.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Death approached the two of them quickly and slowly, inch by inch.
Long Yaoxin’s pupils kept shrinking.
Zhang Queer's eyes were as calm as a dead person.
At the most critical moment, Long Yuxin finally felt timid and subconsciously moved his body, trying to avoid the opponent's fatal blow - but just by his hiding, he could clearly see The corners of the girl's lips curved into a mocking and disdainful arc.
puff!
The long sword seemed to have already calculated the opponent's dodge position, but with just a slight deviation, it penetrated Long Yaoxin's heart mercilessly.
The opponent's fist also hit the girl's shoulder.
The girl flew backwards, and the bones all over her body seemed to be whining. The pain was so severe that she couldn't help but curl up.
Her sword is still stuck in Long Yaoxin's heart.
The bright red blood slowly flows along the sword body, blends with the rain, and sprinkles on the ground, forming coquettish blood flowers.
Long Yaoxin had an incredible look of astonishment on his face.
“Why are you afraid of death?”
Zhang Queer spit out the blood in his mouth, wiped it casually with the back of his hand, looked at Long Yaoxin and said with a smile, “What’s so scary about death? , your son is dead, your daughter is going to die, what’s the point of your life. At this time, you are still afraid of death, it makes me laugh... Hahaha..."
The girl held her stomach. He laughed, his beautiful face looking crazy and pitiful.
thump!
Long Yaoxin fell to the ground and refused to close his eyes.
Zhang Queer wanted to stand up, but was unable to lie down on the ground. Her hanging hair lay on her delicate and fair forehead, making her even more miserable.
The rain continued to beat mercilessly on the girl's body, mixing with the blood on her body.
After panting for a long time, she struggled to get up again.
At this time, she saw the body of her uncle Kuang Tianguang.
The girl's lips trembled slightly.
She staggered and knelt down beside her uncle.
The miracle is that the latter may miss his niece and still breathe his last breath, but it is only his last breath.
Looking at the girl with blood on her face, Kuang Tianguang could no longer lift his arms, moved his lips slightly, and uttered the word "Little Bird" silently, and then closed his eyes.
Zhang Queer stared blankly, choking.
The rain slid down the girl's forehead, flowed all the way through her closed eyelids, meandered along the delicate bridge of her nose, and finally slipped down from her delicate chin and fell into the depths of her clothes. , blending into the already soaked clothes...
It is like a black flower blooming silently between heaven and earth.
In the distance, Long Yuanyuan, who was in a pool of blood, was still crawling towards the outside of the temple like a squirming insect, praying for a little life.
"It's better if we all die...It's better if we all die..."
Zhang Queer walked up to Long Yuanxin's body with an expressionless face, pulled out the long sword from the other party's body, and walked towards Long Yuanyuan.
Suddenly, a sound came from the door of the Zen room.
But it was Fu Huren.
Fu Huren was still tied with the rope that Long Yuanyuan had tied before, and his mouth was stuffed with rags.
After seeing the situation in the yard, he was stunned for a moment and jumped towards Zhang Queer.
As a result, he accidentally fell down in front of the girl.
"What? You want me to let her go?"
Zhang Queer placed the long sword across the opponent's neck, with murderous intent in his eyes, "What do you think, here today? Can anyone survive? Including you."
Fu Huren shook his head desperately, making a whimpering sound.
Zhang Queer's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he subconsciously wanted to stab the other person to death. But suddenly, she saw the bracelet on her wrist that Erliang had knitted for her.
The girl was in a trance.
The kind and lovely girl appeared in front of my eyes.
The violent evil aura on Zhang Queer's body gradually faded away, and the scarlet in his eyes became much lighter.
"If Erliang sees me like this, she will definitely be very disappointed, and she will never recognize me as her sister again." Zhang Queer murmured to himself, "Erliang said, this world is still It's very beautiful...kind people will live happier..."
She looked around at the corpses that died in her hands on the ground, and finally took back the sword in her hand.
"That's all, for the sake of two liang, I will leave some kind thoughts for you."
Zhang Queer sighed, waved his hand to cut off the rope on the other party, and then warned in a cold voice, "But if you dare to stop me Kill Long Yuanyuan, I won't give you a second chance!"
Fu Huren took off the rag from his mouth, took a few breaths, and looked at the seriously injured Zhang Que'er with concern, " Miss Que'er, are you okay?"
"Get out of here."
Zhang Que'er ignored him and turned around and walked towards Long Yuanyuan.
Fu Huren suddenly saw a paper crane on the ground, picked it up and asked hurriedly: "Miss Queer, is this thing yours?"
Zhang Queer turned around, was stunned, and reached for it.
However, just when the girl's attention was focused on Qian Zhihe, Fu Huren, who was harmless to humans and animals in front of him, suddenly stepped forward, as fast as a phantom, and stabbed Zhang Queer fiercely with the sharp knife in his hand. lower abdomen.
Although Zhang Queer recovered in time and slashed with his sword, he still failed to block the opponent.
Fu Huren avoided the long sword, pulled out the dagger, distanced himself from the girl, looked at the other girl and staggered to the ground, covering her abdomen, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Miss Que'er, your cultivation is too high. It’s too high, so I can only do it.”
Not far away, Long Yuanyuan was ecstatic when she saw this scene,
"Brother Fu, I knew you would save me! Kill her quickly! Kill her quickly! If you kill her, I will Marry you! I will be your woman for the rest of my life."
Seeing that Zhang Queer had lost his fighting power and could not get up, Fu Huren came to Long Yuanyuan's body.
"Brother Fu..."
Long Yuanyuan tried her best to show an affectionate scene, "I know now that the person I love most is you. Brother Fu, I love you All the property of the Wu Escort Bureau will be given to you. I can be your wife with peace of mind. You kill her quickly..."
Fu Huren gently stroked the woman's belly with a strange smile, "In the end, I couldn't take it away. I've been raising a kid for half a year, why do you want to take it away in a few days."
"Fu... Fu Brother, what are you talking about?"
Long Yuanyuan looked at the man who suddenly became a stranger, with a look of astonishment on her face.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly became frightened.
I saw an additional figure in the temple - dressed in white, holding a folding fan, as graceful as jade.
"Brother, why bother."
Wen Tong looked at Fu Huren and said helplessly, "Even my junior brother has to be on guard."
Fu Huren sneered, "Since you approach Miss Long At that moment, I guessed it was you. Do you think I can't recognize you because of your changed appearance? You're too young to take advantage of me!"
"Okay, I won’t argue with you, but you have to give me back the blood ginseng I put in her belly."
Wen Tong said helplessly.
A mocking smile appeared on Fu Huren's lips, "Why have I been pretending to be stupid these days and not stopping you? I just want you to spend more time on her. If you eat it, there is no reason to spit it out again."
Wen Tong's face suddenly darkened.
"But, senior brother, I can give you a clear path."
Fu Huren pointed at Zhang Queer and said, "Just keep that little devil of yours on her, that girl's Her physique is much better than that of Miss Long.”
“You want to trick me again,” Wen Tong sneered.
"If you don't want it, then I will."
Fu Huren smiled ferociously, stabbed his palm into Long Yuanyuan's belly, and then pulled it gently, and a little black guy that looked like a ginseng fruit came out of the woman's belly. Pulled out.
The little guy struggled desperately and made a shrill and terrifying cry.
Fu Huren walked towards Zhang Queer with the kid in hand, tutting: "You don't want to have such a good physique, haha, no wonder you have never accomplished anything in your life, and you are looked down upon by your master."
Wen Dong clenched his fists, his eyes cold.
Just when he was hesitating whether to take action, suddenly there was a scream in the rainy sky, and something seemed to pass through the layers of rain.
Then, he saw a string of blood being brought out of Fu Huren's abdomen.
Fu Huren flew out and fell heavily to the ground. The kid who broke free from his hands was just about to escape when he was pinned to the ground by a ray of silver light.
“Flying sword!?”
Wen Tong looked horrified.
He turned around to run away, but found that there was a woman in front of him.
Dressed in red, she turned out to be Meng Niang.
Bang!
Jiang Shouzhong, who was running all the way, almost fell to the ground. Regardless of his dignity, he staggered up from the rain. Regardless of the turmoil in his body, he rushed to Zhang Queer and held him in his arms. Inside, "que'er!"
Zhang Que'er slightly opened his apricot eyes.
Looking at the panting man in front of her, a smile appeared on the girl's sad and pale face, "Why...are you back again..."
"I——"
Jiang Shouzhong I feel so regretful that I wish I could poke a few holes in myself.
After talking to Erliang, Jiang Shouzhong finally decided to ask the girl again if she wanted to return to Beijing with him, so he hurriedly chased her.
I just didn’t expect... to see such a scene.
"It's okay, I don't blame you, this was my choice."
Zhang Que'er caressed the man's cheek and said with a smile, "Besides, it's still too late for the hero to save the beauty...Jiang Mo... ”
The girl coughed and spit out blood.
Jiang Shouzhong held the weak girl tightly in his arms, "It's okay, I will protect you from now on, and stay with me from now on."
"Jiang Mo...I have decided, I must marry you in the future, really...I won't lie to you...Jiang Mo, I am so beautiful, I cannot be a concubine...Jiang Mo, I seem to be dying...I am actually afraid of death..."
The girl closed her eyes.
At this moment, a black Bana flower suddenly floated in the sky.
[Author’s note: I accidentally wrote too many words, so I’m late. Try to have fewer words next time and update quickly]
(End of this chapter)