As the saying goes, children are a piece of flesh on their parents, and this is true. When Xia Ruhai saw Xia Zhihan's scars of being "abused" by the Dugu Evil Martyr, he suddenly felt as if the flesh on his body was being ruthlessly torn apart!

"Zhihan, are you okay? Is it the hand of that kid from the Dugu family? You tell me, even if you fight for my old life, you won't let him go!" Xia Ruhai said with concern.

"Dad, it's okay, I'm really okay daughter. Xia Zhihan held Xia Ruhai in her arms and said.

"Your daughter and I are the strongest!"

These words moved everyone present! Usually those pampered daughters, as long as they encounter a slight setback, they will throw themselves into the arms of their parents to seek comfort. But Xia Zhihan is different, she is silent from beginning to end, because she doesn't want her father to worry.

"Alas, you child. Xia Ruhai sighed, how could he not know his daughter's thoughts, he came to Chen Yufeng's side, and said with a smile: "Thank you so much for coming to rescue Zhihan, can you speak further?"

"No problem. Chen Yufeng replied.

At this time, the sunset was approaching the setting of the mountain, and the afterglow of the setting sun stopped for a moment on Xia Ruhai's old face, why do you use the word "old"? Because although Xia Ruhai is only forty or fifty years old, he looks like an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of time from the outside!

Xia Ruhai took out a pack of Chinese from his arms, took out one and pumped it.

"This man is old, and many things are beyond his strength. Xia Ruhai sighed.

Looking at the slowly rising smoke, Chen Yufeng suddenly thought of what Dusty said: "This person will always encounter some troubles, and smoking is to dispel the troubles in his heart." ”

"Uncle Xia, do you have any troubles too?" asked Chen Yufeng.

"Of course there is!"

Xia Ruhai smiled bitterly and said, "Not only at work, but also at home. I won't tell you anything, although you see that I am beautiful on the surface, but you must always remind yourself not to make any mistakes, otherwise you are likely to be ostracized by your peers;

"Huh?" Chen Yufeng was puzzled, waiting for Xia Ruhai's next words.

Xia Ruhai sighed and said: "Zhihan's mother died in a car accident six years ago, so she didn't enjoy the maternal love that ordinary children should get! ”

Chen Yufeng couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he felt that his guilt was even heavier. He took out a pack of Furong Wang, which was known as "Hunan Three Uniques Walk the World, King Smoke Ghost Wine Xiangfei Tea", and took out a stick and smoked it violently.

"I remember that you didn't seem to smoke before!" Looking at Chen Yufeng's crazy appearance, Xia Ruhai couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"I learned it during the four months I left Shanghai. Chen Yufeng exhaled a thick puff of smoke and said, that decadent appearance was really poignant.

"Don't worry, Uncle Xia, I will definitely take good care of Zhihan, I promise you. Chen Yufeng snuffed out the Furong King and said firmly.

……

When the police opened the warehouse door and were about to survey the scene, they were stunned.

This place looks like a warehouse, everywhere is destroyed to the ground, and all the lights on the roof are broken. What's even more exaggerated is that in the center, a huge pit is presented in front of everyone's eyes!

"Director, this ...... This ......," a middle-aged policeman said to the newly appointed police chief next to him, shuddering.

The police chief was also so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time, and after a long silence, he sighed and said: "Seal off this place, send someone to protect it here, you don't have to check it again, report it!" After speaking, the police chief smoked a cigarette and left, leaving behind all the policemen who looked at each other.

……

Chen Yufeng and Xia Zhihan sat on a boulder not far from the warehouse, looking at the infinitely better dusk of the sunset, and their hearts were full of emotion.

"You...... Do you still hate me?" Chen Yufeng sighed.

"Hate!"

Xia Zhihan's blurted out words made Chen Yufeng a little overwhelmed, and his expression was slightly embarrassed.

"Flutter!"

Seeing Chen Yufeng like this, Xia Zhihan couldn't help laughing and said, "I hated you a lot, but when you rushed to save me, I was thinking, should I ignore you?"

"You're so ruthless!" Chen Yufeng said with a wry smile.

"Who told you to be so careful!" Xia Zhihan said dissatisfiedly. But she suddenly stretched out her right hand and gently stroked Chen Yufeng's knife-like face, and said dreamily:

"Do you remember the old blind man who pulled "Erquan Reflecting the Moon"? He said that this was a big hurdle, but I didn't cross it, do you think I'm useless?"

Chen Yufeng smiled faintly, hugged Xia Zhihan in his arms, and said, "Didn't I just fail to cross over?" I kept thinking, if I had caught up with you at that time, would the ending be different?"

"Where would it be different? At that time, I hated you to death! I cried for your big carrot!" Xia Zhihan said with a pout.

Chen Yufeng smiled slightly, lowered his head and slowly grabbed Xia Zhihan's mouth, soft, sweet, the two of them were in this soft twilight, the two hearts were tightly connected together, composing the most gorgeous movement.

……

Dugu Evil Martyr dragged his injured body and secretly returned to his bedroom, recalling the battle with Chen Yufeng just now, Dugu Evil Martyr couldn't help but tremble.

"Damn Chen Yufeng, he actually cut off my two pairs of wings and left arm, it's really damn! Damn, if I hadn't walked fast, I guess my qi and blood would have been exhausted!" Dugu said angrily.

The regenerative ability of the blood clan is not inexhaustible, this ability is not a perpetual motion machine, and in order to restore the injured body, a certain amount of qi and blood is required. Of course, ordinary wounds are nothing, but like the loss of limb parts, the amount of qi and blood required is large! Due to the use of the torture axe, Dugu Demon's qi and blood are greatly reduced, and when he regenerates his left arm and wings, there is not much qi and blood left. If it weren't for Dugu's fast running, he might have gone to hell by now!

"Report to the young master, the killing maniac came back just now, he ...... He ...... "At this moment, a shadow guard walked in and said to Dugu Evil Fallen.

"What's wrong with him?" said Dugu Evil Impatiently.

The shadow guard glanced at Dugu Evil Fallen, and then said in a low voice, "Let's ask the young master to go and have a look." ”

Dugu Evil frowned, if it weren't for the fact that the Shadow Guard still had some use value for himself, he would have killed the Shadow Guard in front of him a long time ago to replenish his qi and blood!

"What a fucking trouble!"

……

When Dugu came to the basement angrily, what caught his eye was a killing maniac without arms! The swear words that were about to burst out of his mouth were suddenly stillborn!

"How did you get this miserable situation? Could it be that Chen Yufeng did it?" Seeing the miserable appearance of the killing maniac, Dugu Evil Death held back his anger and asked.

The killing maniac didn't raise his head, but said in a low voice: "It's not Chen Yufeng who did it, it's dusty." ”

"It's him again! Fuck, this kid just doesn't want to live anymore!"

Suddenly, Dugu Evil suddenly saw that there was only half a moldy cake in front of the killing maniac, and the almost stinky smell made Dugu Evil Evil Soul shake his heart suddenly.

"Is this cake ......?"

"This is the cake that the young master saved me back then. Before Dugu Evil Death could finish speaking, the killing maniac preemptively said.

Dugu Evil Evil Soul suddenly fell into silence, and after a long time, he said softly: "I didn't expect you to really keep it all the time." ”

"This is what you gave me, young master, how could I give it up!" A tear suddenly flowed from the corner of the killer's eye, and he said sadly.

This is the second time in his life that he has shed tears!

It was in the foggy capital of London, on the banks of the River Thames, and the killer still remembers that it was a cold winter, and he will never forget that snowy night.

At that time, it was Christmas, the "Spring Festival" in the West. Christmas trees adorn both sides of the street, and every passerby excitedly returns with their gifts, and despite the heavy snowfall, the cold winter has not dampened people's enthusiasm in the slightest.

But not everyone is indulging in the joyful festivities. When you go out to smell wine and meat, there are frozen bones on the road. This sentence is appropriate even in the West.

At that time, a young man in tattered clothes was curled up on a street corner, watching passers-by, and he just took a newspaper scattered around and covered himself to keep warm. It's like the little match girl in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, but unfortunately, he doesn't have matches.

Although there were many pedestrians coming and going on the street, no one ever came to his aid, at most they just glanced at him, and that's it.

Although there are not many rogue men in Britain, it is really rare to see someone as miserable as him. He didn't have a name, he was abandoned by his parents and sold to England by human traffickers, but unfortunately, no one wanted him, because his eyes were so cold!

Life in England was not easy, because no one wanted him, so he begged on the streets, but his income was meager, and sometimes he could not earn a few cents! This miserable life was such that even the local ruffians could not bear to bully him, anyway, they just watched him fend for himself!

He hadn't eaten for days, and his stomach was already hungry, but he had no money, and his pockets were already empty.

The night was getting deeper, the snow was getting tighter, and the weather was getting colder. According to those wanderers, this year's winter is the coldest season ever!

The cold, both physically and mentally, made the boy feel uneasy and hopeless, how he longed for someone to help him at this time, and a bowl ......of hot porridge was enough! There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and hope is getting slimmer.

Just when the boy felt that he was about to die, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, are you hungry?"

It was like a light in the darkness, and the boy seemed to have strength again, and quickly raised his head. This is a face that is evil to the extreme, and the noble aura on his body seems to have only appeared on the children of royal nobles, and his clothes are also extremely extravagant. But what made him even more sideways was that he had a pair of red eyes like blood.

The boy didn't answer, his previous tragic experience had made him no longer trust anyone, especially the mysterious evil man in front of him, which made him even more suspicious.

It seemed that after waiting for a long time, the evil man took out a large cake from his bag, handed it to him, and said, "Here, if you don't eat it, you will starve to death here tonight." ”

The boy looked at him in disbelief, at the tempting flatbread, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, but still looked at him vigilantly.

"Hmph, don't look at me like that, if you don't want it, forget it. The evil man snorted coldly, and was about to put away the flatbread.

Suddenly, the young man snatched the cake and devoured it, and this embarrassed appearance made the evil man's heart feel a little more pity.

"What the fuck!" thought to the evil man, puzzled.

The boy stopped halfway through the flatbread, and then stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes and a helping hand.

"Why only eat half of it?" the evil man asked.

The boy looked at the half of the cake in his hand, then looked at him with firm eyes, and said, "Because I want to use it to remember your kindness to me forever!"

This is one of the few words he has said since he came to England.

"It's boring. ”

The evil man snorted softly, and was about to turn away, but stopped again. Looking at the young man's cold eyes, he said, "Do you want to follow me?"

This sentence was undoubtedly something that the boy had never thought of, he was stunned for a while, and then replied firmly: "Yes!"

"Good. ”

The evil man chuckled lightly and said, "Once you follow me, don't think about betraying me, or you will die a miserable death!"

The boy staggered to his feet, and then slammed his head against the wall, startling the evil man.

"What are you doing?" said the evil man.

The young man felt dizzy, but tried not to let himself faint, and showed a reassuring smile to the evil man: "You see, I didn't even hit the wall and let me die, which shows how firm my belief in following you is!" Although his head was bloody, he did not cry out for a trace of pain.

The man was stunned, he only really looked at the boy at this time, and he was ashamed of his unwavering conviction.

"In that case, you should follow me from now on. The evil man said, then took the strip of cloth from his bosom, bandaged his wound briefly, and put the coat he was wearing on the boy and turned away.

The boy shed a tear, answered, and chased after him.

In this way, in the middle of the snowy night, the two backs gradually disappeared here.

That young man is a murderer, and that evil man is a lonely demon!

Thinking of this, Dugu Evil Martyr sighed and said, "How many years have passed here, do you still remember this incident." ”

"No matter how long it has passed, I will never forget it. The killing maniac raised his head, and his miserable white and haggard face actually made Dugu Evil Evil feel a tingling in his heart.

"I swore to clear all obstacles for the young master, but unfortunately, when I lost my hands, this oath came to naught, what a pity!" said the killer maniac, enduring the pain.

"You can recuperate in Dugu's house in the future, and I'll do the rest. Dugu Evil Death comforted.

Who knew that the killing maniac shook his head and said: "Young master, it is my belief to help you, and it is the reason to support me to live, but now that this belief has been broken, then I don't have the courage to live!"

After speaking, the killing madness suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, making Dugu Evil Evil suddenly stunned in place.

"Young master, I have already taken the blood to seal my throat, and there is no help. I'm sorry young master, my subordinates didn't fulfill your wishes, it's really useless. Goodbye, young master!" the killer laughed, then slowly closed his eyes and died.

He was smiling until he died.

Dugu Evil Death was paralyzed on the ground, and he still couldn't accept the death of the killing madman.

"See blood and seal your throat...... See blood seal the throat...... Hahaha! It's really providential!hahaha!" Dugu Evil laughed wildly, and a tear of blood slowly dripped down.

Dugu came to the corpse of the killer, then held him in his arms, and muttered, "No one said you were useless, why did you seek death?

"Flutter!"

A dark red flame suddenly erupted from Dugu's hand, burning the madman's corpse to ashes.

"In that case, take your sorrowful flesh and die with it!"

The dark red flame kept burning, burning, burning a miserable life, an unbearable past, and...... A piece of warmth.

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