"Good, good! You're ruthless! Enough guts, too! I'll admit it, and I'll leave!"

Looking at the hot blood in his chest that was almost gushing out, the little ghost was already trembling with fright, and at this time he shrank behind the man's neck, only his head was exposed, and he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

The dagger in Xie Xiaoman's hand was not put down, and the blood on his chest was still slowly dripping: "I want you to swear that you will no longer pester this guy in the future."

"Good! I will never possess this person again! Otherwise, people and gods will be angry! It's thundering!" Whether it is an ordinary immortal cultivator or a ghost cultivator, it is very important for gambling oaths.

After all, it is a person who has gone further with the way of heaven, and it may be nothing for ordinary people to violate their oath, but for immortal cultivators, violating their oath will really be thundered by the sky. Therefore, no immortal cultivator will swear by a curse unless it is absolutely necessary.

Hearing the little ghost's oath, Xie Xiaoman was considered to have completed the task, and waved at the little ghost with a smile: "Then don't get out of here!"

The little ghost glanced at Xie Xiaoman viciously, no longer hesitated, and turned into a black light and left.

At the same time, the man really felt that his shoulders were light, and the heaviness that had lasted for more than half a month was swept away like this!

He almost couldn't believe his feelings, and he never believed in the words of ghosts and gods, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Pay you back." Xie Xiaoman returned the dagger to the man, sat down slowly against the wall very tiredly, closed his eyes and gasped for breath twice, and then picked up the ointment to stop bleeding again and smeared it on his new wound.

"Who the hell are you?" The man looked at her condescendingly and asked in a deep voice.

"My name is Xie Xiaoman, and you don't know if you say it, what is there to ask?" Xie Xiaoman staggered to his feet, walked out of the cabin, and muttered in a low voice, "I have to get out quickly, otherwise people outside will think that I have done you this guy......"

After saying a vague word, Xie Xiaoman fell straight down.

There is a man here, so naturally she will not be allowed to fall directly to the ground. stepped forward and hugged Xie Xiaoman, touched her weak pulse, and the man couldn't help but sigh softly: "It turns out that you are Xie Xiaoman."

Thinking of the last words the girl said before she fainted, the man couldn't help but laugh.

I don't know how many women pounce on herself every day, this girl dares not to know what to do, and dares to say that she "did" herself, and she really has some courage. But then again......

He looked at the blood stains on Xie Xiaoman's chest and thought to himself, this seemed to be the first time in his life that a woman was injured for herself. This mood is somewhat unfamiliar......

Holding Xie Xiaoman out of the cabin, everyone's eyes outside fell here.

Worried, surprised, envious, jealous, and so on.

"General, this is Xie Wan Xie Niangzi." Xi Chao hurriedly stepped forward and introduced him.

Can Xi Chao respectfully call the last general, besides Huan Wen, who else can there be?

Huan Wen looked at Xie Wan and smiled lightly: "Sister Ling is fine, it's just that she has lost too much blood and needs to recuperate."

Xie Yun gave a salute, and was relieved when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him.

She glanced at Xie Xiaoman in Huan Wen's arms several times, thinking that although Xiaoman was still unconscious, being held like this by a man in front of the public would damage her reputation after all.

I was about to turn around and call someone to support, but I heard Huan Wen say lightly: "Tell An Shigong, Huan Wen will go to the house to hire him in five days."

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The eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and Xie Xiaoman struggled for a long time before opening them.

Staring at the top of his head in a trance, the plain yarn curtain that belongs to the woman's boudoir is in front of him, and there is no wind in the room, so there is nothing swaying, but this soft thing, even if it is just quietly placed there, can also show a little bit of the daughter's lingering.

But I have never been a lingering person......

There were some things that didn't appear in his heart, and after being stunned for a while, Xie Xiaoman remembered the cause and effect of the incident and understood the reason for the recurrence of his injury.

Is...... Careless. I thought it was almost better, but the wound cracked open after laughing twice, is this worth it?

The body is inexplicably not as good as before, probably related to the loss of cultivation.

Now I can't sleep anymore. How long has it been since you returned to the world of Dark Jelly? Xie Xiaoman has almost lost count of the time......

All kinds of past events are like old dreams, and they don't seem to be half real.

Touching under his pillow, the spiritual wall is still there.

Opening it casually, Xie Xiaoman got up cautiously holding his chest, put his hands on the bridge of intentions, and meditated.

One breath, two breaths...... Ten breaths...... No matter how empty and clear Xie Xiaoman's heart was, she would never be able to enter that world again.

This feeling is a bit boring, as if the network cable is still connected, but the network is disconnected. In addition to being in a hurry, no one even answered the call to customer service, and there was no way.

The door was gently pushed open, Xie Xiaoman retracted his thoughts, opened his eyes, and leaned his back back against the cushion at the head of the bed.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why did you get up by yourself? If the wound opens again, won't it cost the old slave his life!" When a servant woman in her thirties saw Xie Xiaoman's appearance, she was so frightened that she almost threw out a pot of hot water in her hand.

"Mother Wu, I'm fine, it was just accidentally cracked before, so I care about it this time!" Xie Xiaoman said with a smile, but his tone was a little weak.

Mother Wu couldn't save a few more words, Xie Xiaoman just laughed when he heard it, but his heart was focused on cultivation.

It was impossible for her to stop thinking about it. With Xie Xiaoman's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for her to give up what she wants if she can't get it in her hands.

What I Xie Xiaoman wants, what can't I get? When is manpower poor? Joke!

The path of cultivating immortals, if you have never been in contact with it before, it is just that. But now that a person who has seen the vastness of the sea, how can he be in the pond again?

Even if you are now completely scattered and want to start from scratch and have no way, this does not mean that there is no way out.

Xie Xiaoman is not the kind of person who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, she is the kind of person who not only won't look back after hitting the south wall, but will also try her best to break the south wall and continue to move forward.

If you decide on the road, you must go on! It's as simple as that.

She thought so in her heart, but she still smiled gently, listening to Wu's mother's chatter.

"By the way, the old slave hasn't congratulated the little lady yet! Therefore, such a thing as marriage is really destined, and no one can say it clearly. General Huan will come to hire him in a few days, I really didn't expect that you would go out for a walk, not to mention that you would solve the major events of your life, and you would be able to marry a good man!"

Xie Xiaoman should have been subconsciously at first, and then he vaguely heard a shadow, frowned and asked, "Who do you say is going to get married?"