Wishful Things

Zhu Xiu showed up with two followers in black, and attacked the opponent without saying a word.

The man was just dodging defensively at first, but after a few moves, he turned his left hand slightly, and a delicate crescent knife protruded from the wide sleeve.

Dead leaves fell with the wind, and under the man's scattered forehead hair were a pair of extremely cold eyes.

Once his crescent knife is out of its sheath, there will be blood.

There was only one exception seven years ago - it was a hot afternoon, he was forced to show how to cut watermelon with a crescent knife to the lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion.

But there is only that one exception, there will be no second time.

As soon as the man's thoughts fell from the bottom of his heart, he jumped up holding the scimitar in his hand.

At the same moment, the girl in the water-red skirt behind him narrowed her eyes slightly, and the silver needle flew away between her fingers, and the needle tip pierced the wind, and within a moment, it sank into the back of his neck with precision.

The man froze, and the crescent knife in his hand fell to his feet before he could see blood.

He turned back with difficulty.

There was a look of indifference between the girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Now that he has seen him use the crescent knife with his left hand, which proves that the guess is correct, what are we waiting for if we don't kill him at this time? Do we want to save it to watch his martial arts performance?

In terms of perception, it is really not as good as street performers.

"..."

The man fell down unwillingly.

the second time.

It's her again.

"How does Miss plan to deal with this person?" Zhu Xiu asked respectfully.

"It's not appropriate to take it back to the city at this time, let's tie it to the nearest Zhuangzi."

The Xu family naturally has Zhuangzi outside the city, and there are more than one. The largest one is located by the Xianghu Lake three miles away, and it was her biological mother's dowry.

Zhu Xiu responded immediately.

Seeing a group of people leaving quickly, and skillfully concealing the traces of the fight, the hidden guard who was holding his breath and hiding behind the bushes also left the place quietly.

When he hurried back to Qingyu Temple, Wu Chao was eating a meal in the temple with his mother in the Zen room.

Seeing the boy drink a bowl of porridge, Mrs. Xu was very satisfied.

This porridge is called Marriage Porridge, it doesn't matter if it works or not, just think of it as auspicious.

"The son is ready to eat, and the mother will take it slowly."

Wu Chao wiped his hands, stood up, saluted and retreated.

Mrs. Xu didn't care about him, and ate the food in a good mood.

When Wu Chao left the meditation room, the hidden guard appeared.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Wu Chao asked.

The dark guard was silent.

He also felt very fast.

But it really can't help.

The dark guard recounted the whole process: "...that man was indeed not weak, but before he could make a move, he was stabbed by Miss Xu with a silver needle and passed out."

At that time, he understood the unwillingness in the man's eyes when he fell, and he also understood the humiliation of being a master but losing without a fight.

Wu Chao was surprised, but couldn't help laughing.

"very good."

The dark guard couldn't figure it out.

The young master sent him there, but he couldn't help Miss Xu, so why did he do it "very well"?

Wu Chao walked away with his hands behind his back.

It is indeed strange to say--

When he first got to know Xu Mingyi, he had already seen the toughness of the other party before meeting him, and because of the happy event and the Xu family's attitude, he seemed to only think that Miss Xu from Zhen Guogong's mansion was just a callous person. There are fire pits that never come back.

Looking at it now, it is indeed very easy to make people go and never return, so we must not easily offend her.

But he suddenly felt that this was very good.

If he had a daughter, he also hoped to raise her into such an appearance that she could be loved at home and protect herself outside.

And he should be a competent father.

As soon as this idea appeared, the young man's face suddenly became a little strange.

He is a person who doesn't even want to marry a daughter-in-law, but wants to raise a daughter directly. Is it plausible to say it?

The boy looked up at the sky.

The red line hasn't been drawn by him yet, so it's on the edge of children?

...

The wind blew across Xianghu Lake, creating layers of gentle water waves.

In the Zhuangzi by the lake, a young girl is sitting in the hall, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand. The light green tea soup is gently moving, just like the lake surface wrinkled by the breeze outside the courtyard.

The middle-aged man who was thrown on the ground with his hands and feet tied opened his eyes with difficulty, and slowly scanned around with blurred vision.

"woke up?"

The girl's cold voice reached his ears, but it made his body tense up.

Following the voice, he looked up with difficulty, the man gritted his teeth, gathered some strength, and said: "Such a victory is not martial, even if you capture me, I will not accept it."

"Victory is not martial arts?"

Xu Mingyi sneered: "Is it proper honor for you to attack a weak girl who is only thirteen years old?"

As for the question of whether to accept or not-

Xu Mingyi looked at Ah Zhu.

Ah Zhu stepped forward knowingly.

To be honest, she likes to hear others say that she is dissatisfied in front of girls.

Ah Zhu took out a row of silver needles, and pierced each other's body one by one without haste.

Although it's not as enjoyable as stabbing a knife directly, but the girl said, this has more staying power.

The man gritted his teeth and endured.

It's just a mere acupuncture pain, and the little girl is still a little girl, thinking of all kinds of fancy and useless methods.

However, after Ah Zhu inserted the last needle into his arm, the man suddenly felt pain in his originally numb limbs.

In just an instant, the pain spread from the limbs to the whole body, and became more and more intense, as if there were countless worms gnawing madly in the body!

The needle is poisonous!

In an instant, his whole body was covered with cold sweat, the man was so painful that his expression was grim, his veins were bulging, and his body couldn't help curling up.

"I expected you to be stubborn, so I was not polite to you. Now I ask a question, and you answer it. If I am satisfied with the answer, I will detoxify you." Xu Mingyi looked at the man struggling in pain, not feeling pitiful at all.

The truly pitiful people are Cousin Qing who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead right now, and Mrs. Yong'anbo Shizi and Cousin Wei who are waiting for Cousin Qing to come home.

"You... If you really have the ability, you can simply kill me with one knife..."

The man looked at her with red eyes.

"Stop talking about such meaningless nonsense. Whether I kill you or not is up to my abilities. Whether I die or not is up to you."

Xu Mingyi looked at him, and asked in a cold voice: "That girl you knocked unconscious and took away in the bamboo forest, where is she now? Is she still alive?"

The man gritted his teeth tightly, but a greater pain hit him again, as if it was about to tear him apart, and it was even more enough to make people lose their minds.

Say it and you'll be free!

A voice struggled in his head.

He made a voice almost uncontrollably: "I don't know if she is still alive... I just followed Zhan Qian's orders..."

Xu Mingyi frowned tightly.

"Where did you take her that day?"

"One...in another courtyard...the woman before that was also taken there..."

Xu Mingyi's expression changed slightly.

That woman before?

Are there other women taken captive? !

She stood up and asked, "Where is that other courtyard—"

"West of the city..."

The man said with difficulty: "Herringfang...the last second family."

Thank you for your rewards, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, everyone!