(The tenth weak woman in the first month of the decade, revenge, master and apprentice, love and hate, poison doctor killer) 387 eyes for an eye

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After a few days of such a fuss, Zhu Yiqin couldn't do it, and he began to be busy again. In the middle of the term, Zhang Hengzhi heard that the crescent moon was already very good, and his spirit was getting better and better, but at that time, Zhu Yiqin was like a thunderbolt and wanted to go to Huangquan Road, and he couldn't stop it, so he couldn't take care of his wife.

Zhang Hengzhi occasionally thinks about the crescent moon when he is idle, so no matter what grievances and hatreds he had before, the two of them have supported each other for five years and now they have become a pair of partners, so they want to join hands for a lifetime, and the past is called him to go over, and he is willing to warm the crescent moon for the rest of his life, so a heart will be warmed by himself sooner or later.

Yes, after the mother's burial, she breathed a sigh of relief and treated the crescent moon well, as if this incident had never happened, and the owner of Zhang Zhuang planned to do so.

Just when he regretted his indifference and cruelty, he originally planned to start from scratch with the crescent moon, but ushered in a night that he and the crescent moon couldn't survive no matter what, he wanted to turn over, but some people didn't want them to pass.

At that time, Zhang Hengzhi was full of mixed feelings, there were countless things in his head, and his heart was soaked in the ups and downs of love and hate, and then something happened!

At that time, it was time to eat, and there were few people in the mourning hall, and the owner of Zhang Zhuang was also merciful to his own vigil and filial piety, and the rest of the people took turns to rest.

So, the wind stirred the spirit flags of white flowers, the miserable plain linen tents, the night was lonely and cold, and the moon in the sky was lonely, coldly looking at everything below. There was also a chill coming in from the window lattice, mottled and mottled on the ground to form a light.

When the time came, Zhang Hengzhi guarded the brazier to burn paper for his mother, the flames flickered and dimmed, and the straw paper burned very lively.

After burning, he stood up again and picked up a handful of candles, four or five bright lights reflected this spiritual hall with more yin and less yang, he always felt that the back of his neck was drilled with yin wind, so frightened that the hair of Zhang Zhuang almost stood up, and there seemed to be someone behind him who looked straight at him.

Zhang Hengzhi turned around and looked around, but there was no one to see, it was really strange, but there was clearly something!

At the time of the funeral, and in the mourning hall, Zhang Hengzhi's courage is not very big, and at this time, the right time and place and people have already scared him enough. However, as the owner of a village, at least some majesty has been added, coupled with the tempering of his heart in the past five years, he pretended to be calm and walked to the main gate with his hands behind his back, and the two veils split his head and covered his face, as if there was something entrained inside, and Zhang Heng was in a cold sweat.

Through the tent, he seemed to really see the shadows outside, and there was enough movement!

Just when Zhang Heng's heart was trembling, the spirit shed above his head seemed to be pushed by someone and smashed down on him.

Zhang Hengzhi hurriedly retreated before he dodged, a large area in front of him was plain white, he hurriedly pushed away this mass of things, and the long sword on his waist was already out of the sheath - who will do it at this big funeral moment?

Zhang Hengzhi's long sword was blocked in his chest and he hit and retreated to escape, but who knew that there was a sound above his head, and something had fallen from the beam. He wanted to swing his sword and slash, but he had already sensed that something was wrong, so he quickly withdrew his hand and held the object in his hand - it was warm and fragrant, but there was no two taels of cotton sinking - it was clearly a person!

Looking at the withered yellow and thin face again, he was horrified - crescent moon!

Oh my God!

As soon as he raised his eyes, the corner of the white clothes he had just captured was gone.

People are in the house!

There's something in the house!

He hurried to hug his wife, but he didn't know when the door behind him had closed. The wind squeaked in through the gap from outside, squeaking as if it were an endless, endless opera, sad and mournful, mourning relatives, and anyone who listened to it would be uncomfortable.

It's a pity that this is probably a drama that Zhang Hengzhi and Yueya'er, a young couple, can't listen to in their lives.

Just as Zhang Hengzhi secretly said that it was not good, his chest was cold, and he hurriedly threw the crescent moon out, and the crescent moon fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and let out a wail softly. She fixed her eyes on her husband's condition, and couldn't help but let out an even bigger wail - Zhang Hengzhi's mouth was stabbed!

A scimitar came in from behind Zhang Hengzhi and penetrated his left chest, just when Zhang Zhuang was rushing to take over himself, he couldn't guard against it at all, it was simply fish meat to be slaughtered! The man took the opportunity to seriously injure him!

Where did he know that there was a person behind him?

What kind of grudge do you have?

It's just that this is a ruthless hand, and he probably came to take his life. It's just that the knife is a little familiar, and his heart is in shock, and the crescent moon lying on the ground and being smashed is screaming more and more!

Zhang Hengzhi only felt that there was a burst of pain in his chest, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't resist it, and when he took a breath, it seemed that there were a few winds in his body. Wrapped in the wind were countless steel needles, poking them into the head at once.

The owner of the knife withdrew his hand fiercely, and the owner of Zhang Zhuang only thought that his heart and liver had stopped beating, and in an instant, the pain overwhelmed him. He broke out in a cold sweat, his facial features were distorted when he sat on the ground, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and the crescent moon shouted even more poignantly-"Su Shi"!

This is the only name she shouted out in her mouth except for Zhao Gongzi, but Zhang Hengzhi can't wait that he will not have to endure such torture when he dies now, and the rest of his heart is fear.

It's weird!

In the past, there were always servants who came and went outside the world, but why didn't anyone come up and ask a few words now?

Lost your usual hospitality?

Where did all the people die?

Zhang Hengzhi was seriously injured, and Yue'er was bedridden for a long time, aren't the two of them fish in fish at this moment?

Crescent Moon was lying on the ground panting, and she saw that the woman's hair on the opposite side was scattered on the side of her face, her face and body were splashed with blood, and her white clothes were almost dyed vermilion. The scimitar in his hand was scorching with cold light, and the blade was glowing with a strange light - the Moon Breaking Knife!

Along with this moonbreaker, what shocked people's hearts was the pair of eyes that sparkled like stars in the sky, which was not only a great determination, but also the excitement of drinking blood quickly. Excited and looking forward to it—it's really Su Shi!

Zhang Hengzhi sat and suffered, only to see that this woman was wearing a pair of small boots, and then there was a smell of blood, as if she was a winner who came back from the killing field.

I only heard her say: "Mrs. Zhang, save some energy, you can eat more pain for a while", the voice was cold and cold, which sounded like a jump in people's hearts, and there was some schadenfreude in it, and the owner and his wife were shocked - the enemy! The enemy is here!