"You actually agreed?" Xia Kucao shrugged her shoulders in confusion, "You shouldn't be this kind of person who swallows your anger, why does Ji Zigong want to know my whereabouts, don't you think it's suspicious?"

"Hmph, I know Ji Zigong likes you, but so what, one is to fulfill my promise to report your whereabouts to him, and the other is to monitor you, so that you don't have a chance to hook up with him, besides, I still have the people you want to see in my hands, if you stand in my way, then they will only die!" Xia Zizhu's yin and yang weird and confident appearance, she knew that this would definitely hit Xia Kucao.

"Who?" "Xia Dry Grass really became excited for a moment, and her voice trembled.

Xia Zizhu shook her head unhurriedly and said, "Who else can there be, the lowly maidservant, and the Lang Zhongbei who everyone shouts and beats!"

"What?" Xia Kucao was like five thunderbolts, the past flashed one by one, and his heart ached, "You actually treat innocent people like this, not to mention Bi Chen, but the Jianyang family has contributed to the Wu clan for generations, hanging pots to help the world, saving countless people, without merit and hard work, you even practice such a great person." ”

"Haha, it's ridiculous, dare to blaspheme the supreme saint of the Wu clan, not killing him is already giving the Jian family face, but it's not important, the important thing is that if you want them to be safe and sound, be obedient, don't go down the mountain, don't hook up with my man, otherwise ......"

Xia Zizhu said, tearing the little yellow man in her hand to shreds, "Otherwise...... That's what happens to you and them. ”

Xia Kucao's tears flowed silently, I thought that I would forget, there would be no more waves, she died, and the resentment of those people was appeased, and the rest of the people should be better, but the result was still not to let go.

Since she left the Wu Clan, she deliberately did not recall the past, did not recall the past, did not deliberately think about her former friends, did not ruthlessly blame and punish herself, she thought that the light was ahead, beside the person who saved her, but the reality still gave her a painful blow.

Xia Kucao's heart hurts unbearably, this is the scale in her heart, these people are all because of her, why should innocent people suffer unjustified disasters, she can't let go, can't let go.

Xia Kucao burst into tears and glared at Xia Zizhu fiercely: "Since you know what they mean to me, then you don't touch them easily, what you are worried about will never happen, I don't like Ji Zigong, not at all."

But I'm also a little bad, persistent, I didn't think about revenge, if they are gone, I will count the new and old hatreds with your father Xia Yuhai, you know that I have this ability, I must have!"

"Then remember what you said yourself, I can assure you that if you don't go down the mountain, their lives can live a long, long time, of course, the past few years are just a moment for you, don't be stingy, that's two lives, haha......"

Xia Zizhu got a satisfactory answer, and left arrogantly, Xia Kucao waited for her to disappear, knelt on the ground crying bitterly, holding her head and crying loudly, she may really not see Bichen and Jian Yang in her lifetime.

It's just that why Ji Zigong insists on this, she wants to be a turtle with a shrunken head, hiding in the corner for a lifetime and not coming out, but he put her on the cusp, why do you need him to save her, what is the end of the world, but it involves two innocent friends who are not relatives more than relatives.

Prunella has been a joke since birth, family, friends, can be counted on one hand, but she can grow up tenaciously.

Xia Kucao looked up to the sky and sighed, her eyes were blurred with tears, and her whole body instantly lost the strength to sit on the ground, and she clenched her hands into fists and asked alone:

"Auntie, what do you say I should do, can I pin my hopes on someone like Xia Zizhu? Bichen sacrificed his life for me, Jian Yang has the grace of knowing me, auntie, what should I do?"

The person on the tree silently couldn't bear to see the summer withered grass like this, the woman was very angry, and she couldn't get rid of it, so she could only let her go, and all the cause and effect would be borne by herself!

It's just that people who cultivate immortals are the most taboo about grievances and hatreds, the black line on Xia Kucao's arm is looming, ready to move, if the obsession is formed, the resentment will be aggravated, and the matter of revenge will be accompanied by fearless sacrifices, whether it is for themselves or others, once the blood-stained cultivation is difficult to break through.

Shi Hanshui frowned, read her ten thousand books, can't it dissolve the hatred in her heart? No, that's not hatred, if it saves people, it's okay.

Xia Kucao cried for a long time, and her eyes were swollen, before she realized that this was a light sound platform, Master?

Xia Kuancao jumped up from the ground, looked around, it was pitch black, fortunately, patted his clothes and wiped his tears, hurriedly ran back, hid under the corner of the eaves to see, the candle flame of the Kyaukju House was swaying, the door was closed, fortunately, it did not look like it had been disturbed.

The summer withered cat passed by Kyaukju with his hands and feet, ran back to his room, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Early the next morning, the horn sounded under the mountain, and Xia Kucao lay on the edge of the light sound platform, opening his ears wide to hear a little movement from the fog, but the wind was too strong, and he could not hear as loud as the sound of the room.

Prunella was so bored that she took a long bamboo pole and came and went in the mist on the edge of the light sound platform, wondering in her heart, what was in this mist?

Shi Hanshui meditated in the room with his eyes closed, the horn has been blown three times, and the ringing will end once, the disciples of today's duel are all won yesterday, looking at the list, there are a total of eight duels in the ring, leaving four people, and then converted into two duels in the ring, and finally the two of them duel each other, fighting the best.

Shi Hanshui is indifferent to this ring match, usually the master is still there, he has to play, but he doesn't need a round of competition like ordinary disciples, he can directly challenge the last winner, most of the winners in the past are between the second junior brother Shi Yu, the third junior brother Weihu, and the fourth junior brother are killed.

And he defeated the last man without exception, whoever it was, and this is his legend.

In his opinion, the game is boring, but in the eyes of the disciples, it is relish, and it is even ridiculed as a rare feast in ten years.

Only when the war between good and evil is large, there will always be unwarranted disasters in wars, and there will be life and death partings, if he can, he hopes that such disasters will not happen again.

When the summer dry grass is tired, he plays with the birds and crickets by himself.

Shi Hanshui walked out of the door, and saw Xia Kucao playing in his pond barefoot, she pulled the hem of her skirt into a twist, her calves and stomach were exposed, her wide sleeves were stuffed at her shoulders in a mess, and her shoulders were about to be exposed, she laughed maniacally, chatting endlessly as if the fish were talking to her.

Shi Hanshui's eyes sank, is she too lonely to be with him?

Seeing the cold stone water in the distance, Xia Kucao was so frightened that he threw the fish in his hand, poof, the fish plunged into the water, the sound was very loud, he raised his head and met Xia Kucao's cowering and dodging eyes.

Xia Kucao hurriedly put down the skirt that was pulled into twisted flowers, got up from the water, ran to Shi Hanshui barefoot, ran to Shi Hanshui with a bright smile, and called out very euphemistically: "Master!"

Shi Hanshui looked at her appearance and said, "Go and put on your shoes, I'll wait for you at the training ground." ”

"Oh!" Xia Kucao didn't know what the master meant, but immediately agreed to go, it had been Zhen Changjun who had taught her before, how could the master be interested today, did he want to see how well she learned, or to teach her?

Mixed blessings, she is indeed not highly qualified, she has not learned much, the master will probably be disappointed, but if the master is willing to teach her, it will be another matter, she will learn very well if she dies.

Xia Kucao put on her shoes and went to the training ground, Shi Hanshui stood with her back to her, Xia Kucao stood behind Shi Hanshui and shouted: "Master." ”

Holding her peachwood sword in his hand, Shi Hanshui turned around, glanced at her, stepped aside and said, "Are you familiar with what Zhen Changjun taught you?" ”

Xia Kucao nodded and pouted, sure enough, he came to check his homework, but his palms were a little nervous, and he sweated a little, Xia Kucao clenched the peachwood sword in his right hand, closed his eyes, and recalled a few actions taught by his senior brother.

According to what she learned, she connected the posture in a string and practiced it in front of Shi Hanshui, Shi Hanshui did not interrupt her, and when she finished all the movements and put away the sword, Shi Hanshui said: "The strength is not enough, the arc is not round enough, for example, the red eagle spreads its wings, you do it again." ”

Xia Kucao decomposed the red eagle's wings from beginning to end and did it again, and Shi Hanshui shouted twice: "The wrist is flat, the wrist is flat." ”

After shouting to no effect, he walked over directly, his hand was slightly cool on Xia Kucao's wrist, his palm supported Xia Kucao's wrist, and he flattened his wrist with the curvature of his palm and said: "You have to use this posture to control the strength just right." ”

Prunella's mind has long been blurred, she almost can't control her delirium, the breath on the tip of her nose is so strong, it is all the smell of medicine on Shi Hanshui's body, she was surprised, she made incense, I didn't expect the master to use it, every flavor of medicine was carefully prepared by her, and she climbed all over the back mountain.

Her shoulders softened unconsciously, she suddenly stumbled like poison, her wrist broke free from Shi Hanshui's palm, Shi Hanshui withdrew her hand, and looked at her coldly, Xia Kucao suddenly woke up, her face turned red, so she was not ashamed, was she blaspheming her master just now?

Xia Kucao knelt on the ground with a puff, closed her eyes and bared her teeth to relieve the embarrassment: "Master, I'm sorry, it's the disciple who is useless!"

Shi Hanshui looked at her sudden movements, thought for a moment, he knew that it was Zhen Changjun who had been teaching her all along, and today he saw that she was bored and wanted to check it, maybe the action he taught just now scared her, and she seemed to be very afraid of him.

"It's okay, get up, and practice this move fifty times today until you find your balance. ”

Xia Kucao swallowed a mouthful of saliva at this time, forced himself to calm down, stood up, and cheered himself up in his heart, he can't be so unproductive, Master He is watching from the sidelines, he must come on.