The words say:

The desert barren sand is frozen, and the wild water is icy. The east wind started last night, and there was no hit.

What is the hardship of the ages, and how many feelings are deeply hurtful. Don't sing about the sunny day, the dream is still cold.

——Proposed to be a small word "Zhaojun's Resentment".

Yiren's voice floated weakly in the air: "Brother Asheng, you can't kill him, he has the fame of the immortal country, although the official position of mine management is small, but after all, he is the owner of the mine and the boss, which is enough to decide your Abba and my Abba, as well as our life and death."

Although I am insignificant, but the stay of you and my Abba, it is related to whether our two families have a spirit stone to continue their lives, people want to kill or chop, and it is only up to others, where can we resist......"

Zhang Asheng was angry, but he couldn't speak: Is it the Lingshi that caused the trouble? Or is it the dog official who bullies others? Who said that people were born in a meritorious family, born to be mine owners, and we were born to be mine slaves?

Ouch, the mine slave is really a birth of a mine slave, and the mine owner is also raised by the mine owner!

Zhang Asheng knelt on the ground weakly, and the Qiushui sword was inserted into the mud, which also supported his body, and his left hand half-copied Yiren's body.

With the help of his young and powerful left arm, Yiren also tried to sit up half-sitting, and a hint of relief flashed on his face.

"Ah Xia, although I am very sad and angry, I don't really want to kill you, but why do you insist on hitting the tip of the sword......

"Brother Ah Sheng, in my life, I am already sorry for you, and it is irretrievable, I just look forward to waiting for you to come back, so that I can die willingly in your hands, under the Qiushui sword I bought myself......"

When Zhang Asheng heard this, he hissed like a mad dog: "I want to kill the old animal and take revenge!"

"Brother Asheng, you promise me not to take revenge, okay? We can't fight other people's ......."

"No, although he has the fame of the Immortal Kingdom, he is only a small mine manager after all, not to mention that he is just a mortal! I will definitely be able to kill his old beast!"

However, the Yiren in the crook of her left arm stopped talking, and the pressure brought by her body to Zhang Asheng's crook gradually became heavier-

She's going to die!

......

An old man, Ah Xia's father, ran over trembling and reprimanded bitterly: "Ah Sheng, Ah Xia is sorry for you, but, but, you shouldn't have killed her, woo woo......"

"Father, I didn't kill her!"

"But isn't that obvious?"

"I really didn't kill her!"

There were two more people, a man and a woman, an old man and a young man, but they were the mother-in-law and son of the old and black, who ran like crazy, running and screaming.

Zhang Asheng glanced at it, and heard that on the other side of the road where he came, two more people were crying and running towards this side, and when he turned his head to look, these two people were running in a hurry, one of them was an old man, and the other was an old woman.

The old woman accidentally fell-

However, she fell, tried to stand up again, and before the other one could pick her up, she completely stood up, and continued to run towards Zhang Asheng—this is really a rolling crawl-

Zhang Asheng glanced at it, and his heart ached violently again!

That's my own Abba and Grandma!

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

It's only been a long time, the former father-in-law and mother-in-law, as well as their own Abba and Aunt, all know that they have killed someone!

Which fast-talking messenger?

In fact, there was no interrogation, and Zhang and his mother-in-law, although they chased their son out of the house, also chased them all the way. Along the way, the more they couldn't see their son's shadow, the more panicked they became!

Zhang stubbornly urged his mother-in-law: "Hurry up, you see that he runs so fast, much higher than my cultivation, where can that old black beat him? I'm afraid that if he kills someone impulsively, it will be a big trouble!"

His mother-in-law panted and said: "Ah Sheng won't kill people, he hasn't cultivated well after all, if he cultivates well, he won't come back—haven't you listened to what they said, if he cultivates well, even we won't recognize him, and he will come to fight Ah Xia?"

That's it, Zhang Die arrived with his mother-in-law!

From a distance, I saw one lying on the ground, one squatting with a sword, and there was a big black family of three over there who also ran over, Zhang Die's head "boomed", and he couldn't help but say:

"It's bad! It's bad, didn't he really kill Ah Xia!"

Zhang's stubborn mother-in-law had already stumbled and cried as she ran forward: "My son, why can't you find a daughter-in-law? What are you doing killing people? God, how can this make our family live!"

The cry came from afar, Zhang Asheng listened, his heart was like a knife, there was no nostalgia for life, and there was no point in justifying - so he didn't say anything to Da Lao Hei anymore, and before he stood up, the edge of the Qiushui sword swept back, his throat hurt, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

......

In a daze, Zhang Asheng heard a voice in his ears: pop, pop......

Wind.

Feel the wind sweeping across your cheeks.

At that time, my consciousness was still blurred, who? Who was this who slapped himself in the face?

Smack, smack.

The sound of a slap in the face.

Zhang Asheng seemed to remember that time, his heart was anxious and painful, but his eyelids were heavy, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't open them, and he couldn't help fainting again in the acute pain.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Asheng remembered that he woke up leisurely and found that someone was feeding him water!

"Brother Asheng, you're finally awake!"

"Ah Xia, is it you?!Could it be that our souls have just arrived in the ghost realm?"

"Brother Asheng, I'm not dead, and you're not dead. I think someone rescued us when we were dying—I woke up first, and when I woke up, I found us in this broken cave. ”

Zhang Asheng turned his head to look, and sure enough, it was in a cave, and then his eyes were fixed on Ah Xia's face:

"Ah Xia, why is your face swollen?"

"Brother Asheng, your face is swollen too. ”

"Huh?" After hearing Ah Xia's words, Zhang Asheng felt that his face was really hot, he suddenly remembered, there was a time when he was confused, and he felt that someone was fanning his face!

- Who is so immoral to slap us in the face when we pass out?

- Will this slap in the face save me if he slaps me in the face?

Zhang Asheng sat up suddenly!

When I touched my neck, the skin was smooth and I didn't feel any scars!

The Qiushui sword is sharp, it's not a toy, how can it be without scars?

......

Alas! Zhang Asheng sighed secretly, thinking bitterly in his heart-

Master, why did you come to the rescue of Ah Xia and me?

However, after waking up, at that time, the two were only silent, unwilling to look at each other.

Their hearts bleed.

In this suffocating silence, it seems that everything is petrified, and only time keeps flowing, minute by minute.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a masked man broke in.

Zhang Asheng instinctively jumped up, involuntarily protected Ah Xia behind him, held the Qiushui sword, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" replied the masked man without emotion, "I am the one who saved the lives of your husband and wife!"

So Zhang Asheng bowed his hand: "Thank you seniors for helping!"

Ah Xia bent down and said, "Thank you for saving Brother Asheng's life, it's just that I'm not his wife." ”

Zhang Asheng felt a tingling pain in his heart when he heard this, and he almost wanted to vomit blood!

The masked man stared at Ah Xia intently for a while, and then said word by word: "Now you are not his wife, but, let me ask you, are you willing to be his wife?"

Ah Xia was silent, this question, if three days ago, or even a day and a half ago, she could give a very easy and direct answer, now, what else could she say except be silent?

When Zhang Asheng heard the masked man's words, his heart ached, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that said: "I don't want her to be my wife!" However, another voice sounded in his heart at the same time: "I want her to be my wife!"

The air was dead. Deathly silence. In the dead silence, there was a voice, which sounded from somewhere: "Well, Axia, no matter what I do in the future, and no matter what you do in the future, I will come back and marry you as a wife......"

In the silence of death, the masked man asked again, repeating the original words, and Ah Xia must answer.

Listening to the masked man's words, Ah Xia said in a low voice, humming like a mosquito, "I am not his wife, and I am not worthy to be his wife." ”

As a beginner monk of the True Dao, Zhang Asheng has a keen sense of hearing, and he has already heard what Ah Xia said clearly, only to feel that his heart is like a knife in an instant, and he can't help it anymore, and with a wow, he spits out a mouthful of blood.

Ah Xia cried and wanted to step forward to comfort Zhang Asheng, but in the end, she only moved, and there was no follow-up action. The masked man didn't seem to be seen, didn't say anything, just stared at Ah Xia, and then stared at Zhang Asheng.

When the masked man stared at Ah Xia, his gaze was clearly like a knife, Zhang Asheng watched from the side, and he could clearly feel that the gaze was very sharp, like two invisible swords, piercing people's hearts!

Under the forced gaze of Ah Xia, it seems that the whole person has shrunk in a circle!

The masked man suddenly turned to look at Zhang Asheng again.

Zhang Asheng remembered clearly, when that gaze shot at him, his heart couldn't help but burst, and his heartbeat intensified!

Just as the masked man looked at Zhang Asheng, Ah Xia seemed to have finally broken free from the shackles of that gaze, and suddenly pounced on Zhang Asheng, raising his hand to draw the autumn water sword that Zhang Asheng was wearing on his waist!

It's hard to kill without a knife in your hand, who is Ah Xia going to kill with a sword?

However, Zhang Asheng, who was already a true path cultivator, had a flash of thought in his heart, knowing that Ah Xia was going to commit suicide by snatching the sword!

If Zhang Asheng didn't think about killing Ah Xia at that time, he wouldn't let Ah Xia die at this time.

The masked man didn't necessarily think that Ah Xia was going to snatch the sword and commit suicide, so he immediately intervened to stop him with his subconscious action - as soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one, and the masked man's cultivation realm was much higher than Zhang Asheng's-at least there was a sixth order of the True Dao!

Zhang Asheng's mind moved, and before he could make a move, the masked man moved earlier and faster, but his mind changed slightly, and then there was an invisible force, blocking Ah Xia's outstretched hand in the air.

Zhang Asheng couldn't help but look up at the masked man, and the masked man saw it and gave Zhang Asheng a glance back.

At this moment, Ah Xia couldn't grab the sword, turned around suddenly, and crashed into the stone wall of the cave.

This is really something that Zhang Asheng and the masked man did not expect!

After all, the masked man's cultivation realm is very high, and he raised his hand and waved lightly, intending to use the power of his cultivator's true yuan to bind Ah Xia's body in the air, so that she couldn't hit the stone wall!

However, in a hurry, the masked man was still a step slower after all, and at the same time that he was able to restrain Ah Xia just now, Ah Xia's head finally hit the stone wall.

With a "bang", Ah Xia's body slowly fell to the ground.

Zhang Asheng watched it, but his heart was in turmoil, and he was at a loss, only feeling that his consciousness seemed to dissipate in an instant!

The masked man glanced at the person who fell to the ground, especially when he saw Zhang Asheng's lost soul, so he said coldly to Zhang Asheng: "You obviously can't throw her away, and you can't let her go!"

Zhang Asheng listened blankly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to justify, but he couldn't make a sound.

The masked man didn't care about Zhang Asheng's performance, but continued coldly:

"You, whether you marry her as a wife or not, in this life, you can't get over the hurdle in your heart!"