"Cuilian! Cuilian! It's because I didn't protect you, it's me who didn't protect you. Situ Cheng cried and blamed herself.

Xiao Jiahan saw her yelling like crazy, so he stepped forward to comfort her:

"Miss Situ, the person has already left, you let her go more at ease!"

"Don't worry about it, what are you doing here?" She yelled at Xiao Kahan.

"I obviously feel that there is something wrong with that Granny Jia, why did I agree to go with her, I blame me, I blame me, Cuilian, I hurt you. I should advise you to go home. Situ Cheng hit her head with both hands.

"Situ Ming, calm down, something has happened." Xiao Jiahan was frightened by her actions, afraid that she would not be able to think of hitting the wall or something, so he hugged her from behind.

"You let go of me!" Situ Cheng couldn't break free, so she scratched Xiao Jiahan's hand with her nails. Xiao Jiahan's hands were suddenly bloody, and he still didn't let go.

Situ Cheng cried until she collapsed, and her body gradually softened. She leaned on Xiao Jiahan's arms, her eyes glazed over, and then she kept saying:

"Why didn't you come earlier, why did you come now, why didn't you come a little earlier?" Her voice was hoarse.

Xiao Jiahan and Situ Cheng are only a few sides of each other, but now that he looks at her like this, his heart is as uncomfortable as a knife.

Today, as soon as he heard that Situ Cheng had been taken away by the Tantric people, he thought about escaping from Uncle Yan. I hurried over to look for it, but it was still too late.

Why did he care so much about this little girl? Is it just because her background is involved in her own confusion for many years?

His own brother Le'er was killed by the Tantric sect, and he saw Le'er and his grandmother lying in a pool of blood. They don't look like they're dead, they still have body temperatures.

At that time, Xiao Jiahan was only five years old, and he held Le'er's blood-stained hands. He cried out and cried bitterly, but he couldn't wake up the joy.

Uncle Yan caught one of the murderers, but the murderer refused to say anything and finally committed suicide.

Uncle Yan ripped off the murderer's clothes, and there was a strange totem tattooed on the murderer's chest.

When his parents and Uncle Yan saw it, they said a few words in unison: "Tantra, Kyoto, Situ." ”

He memorized those words and the totem firmly in his mind, and even for a while he was afraid that he would forget it, and he even had to relive it in his mind when he ate and slept.

He didn't understand why his parents and Uncle Yan didn't collect the bodies of Le'er and his grandmother, so he left in a hurry with him.

In the days that followed, whenever he mentioned it, he would be beaten until he never mentioned it again. His parents, the Shaw couple, thought that he had gradually forgotten about the incident, but in fact he understood some truth.

You will never get an answer to that thing from your parents, and some of the answers will have to be found on your own.

Regardless of his parents' opposition, he worshiped Uncle Yan as his teacher and worked hard to learn martial arts, hoping that one day he could avenge Le'er and his grandmother.

How he wished he could grow up sooner and be independent sooner.

At last he reached the age of fifteen, and he felt that he was already an adult, a man.

But he was still under the care of his parents like a young child who had just walked, and if Uncle Yan hadn't let him go down the mountain as a guarantee, he, a caged bird, wouldn't know when he would be able to fly out.

He has heard a lot of legends about the righteous warriors in the rivers and lakes from Uncle Yan since he was a child, and he yearns that one day he can become a chivalrous man who draws a sword to help him when he sees injustice.

In the county town, he also learned from the people in the story who robbed the rich and helped the poor, and taught the wicked.

It is precisely because he has a chivalrous heart that he was able to save Situ Cheng from the kidnapper Fan Mai.

But the little girl didn't appreciate it, and regarded him as Fan Mai's accomplice, and even regarded him as a ghost. I thought that if I bumped into it with my eyes closed, he would be gone.

Oh, what a funny and weird little girl that is. She blackened her face with the ash of the bottom of the pot and drew her eyebrows with a charcoal stick. He was amazed that there was such a girl in the world who regarded beauty as a disaster, and he decided to tease her.

Who knew that her surname was Situ, the surname he hadn't found out for a long time.

The man surnamed Zhao, who came to rescue her later, was a member of the Tantric sect, and he knew that it was because of an accidental circumstance that he saw the totem on the chest of the man surnamed Zhao.

Tantra, Kyoto, Situ.

He felt that he was not far from the truth.

But Uncle Yan strictly forbade him to have direct contact with the Tantric sect, he asked Uncle Yan why, and Uncle Yan told him that if he wanted to know the truth ten years ago, he could only listen to Uncle Yan. At that moment, he thought he didn't seem to have grown into an adult. Uncle Yan is his master, and the master's words should not be wrong.

You can't have a head-on conflict with the tantric people, and you can't meddle in the affairs of that little girl, because that little girl is a tantric person.

Uncle Yan instructed him repeatedly.

But he still couldn't help but intervene.

He saw her take off her patched clothes and change into women's clothes. He thought that she was as beautiful as ordinary women, and even thought that she took advantage of the fire to rob and blackmail him. Unexpectedly, she did this to make her adoptive parents feel at ease.

He saw her standing in front of the Shi family and was nostalgic, he thought she would go in to say goodbye, but she didn't.

He heard her tears falling, and he thought she would complain to him, but she wouldn't mention it to him.

He thought that when he teased her like an adult in the restaurant, she would be ashamed, but he didn't expect him to be ashamed.

He thought that tonight she would go to the doctor to save Cuilian despite Cuilian's wishes, but she didn't.

She thought that she would always hide anything and even love deep in her heart and not let anyone see it, but she was out of control at the moment.

She was blaming him for not coming sooner.

He was also blaming himself, why didn't he stare at her, but sent Uncle Yan's subordinates. Although Uncle Yan's subordinates respectfully called him the Young Master, they couldn't change the fact that it was Uncle Yan's subordinates.

He remorseed, and his bowels were blue. If it's not just Cuilian who encounters something bad tonight, but also her, then ......

Xiao Kahan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

At the same time, Situ Cheng also thought again, if he didn't convince the ruffian tonight, and he also suffered what Cuilian suffered, would he still have the courage to live?

Will it live? Or will it die?

Situ Cheng kept asking herself in her heart.

If he had never appeared in Shijia Village, then Cuilian would definitely still be a living person now. Whether she marries a bad old man or sells it to someone as a concubine, at least she is alive now. Maybe I shouldn't have instilled in her the idea of learning to rebel against fate, but in the end it hurt her.

But what is the difference between living like a lamb to the slaughter and dying?

Situ Cheng leaned on Xiao Jiahan's chest, and she became more and more confused.

Xiao Jiahan saw that she finally quieted down, and she didn't dare to move a minute, for fear of disturbing her.

Situ Cheng suddenly straightened her waist, and she pulled out a sword that Xiao Jiahan hung on her waist.

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed.