Of course, these people rushed over again, and the result was still the same, they were knocked to the ground by Su Zhe, and this time they rolled on the ground because of the pain on their bodies.

"You're such a bunch of shit."

Fake Nalanche shook vigorously and wanted to break free from the rope, but was discovered by Su Zhe and kicked directly on Fake Naranche's shoulder, and the fake Nalanche screamed in pain.

"Who the hell are you, do you know who you are fighting?" Fake Nalanche shouted and said viciously to Su Zhe.

Su Zhe snorted coldly, squatted down, looked at the face that looked like Nalanche, and said, "Then do you know who I am, dare to make trouble here, and you will know when I take you to meet the person you should see."

Seeing that Su Zhe seemed to be from a small place, Fake Nalanche shut up.

The woodcutter who was hiding on the side saw that Su Zhe easily beat these people and couldn't fight back, and he couldn't help but praise Su Zhe's strength in his heart.

He looked at the face that fell to the ground, and the anger in his heart rose slowly, thinking about Ling'er in the house, if he didn't teach this guy himself, he would be sorry for worrying about Ling'er in the past few days.

"You brute, don't die yet-" The woodcutter didn't want to let go of the fake Naranche, and directly brandished the scythe that was placed on the side to watch the firewood and wanted to directly take the life of the fake Naranche.

The fake Nalanche on the ground watched a sharp scythe slash towards him, subconsciously retracted his neck, and closed his eyes, while Su Zhe on the side saw that the woodcutter was so strong, and raised his hand to stop the woodcutter.

The pain that should have fallen on him didn't come, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Su Zhe standing in front of him, and he couldn't help sneering, and said to the woodcutter: "Look, if you want to kill me, you can't kill me, are you angry?"

After hearing this, the woodcutter's eyes were even redder, if it weren't for Su Zhe's benefactor blocking him in front of his eyes, he would have cut it down, he looked at Su Zhe and said, "My lord, why didn't this beast let me kill him!"

"I need to bring this person back, and I have a life, although I am also very angry, but I can't kill him directly." Su Zhe was also going to bring this fake Naranche to everyone to ask for his guilt, naturally he couldn't let him die.

"But I'......" The woodcutter was still unwilling to put down the sickle in his hand, but instead looked at the fake Naranche with angry eyes, and then said to Su Zhe, "Do you know, my lord? He also killed my sister in the city. ”

When Su Zhe heard that there was still one more life on this fake Nalanche, he asked, "What's going on?"

"My sister married into the city, knowing that Ling'er and I were living in difficulty, and would come to us on time every month to send us rice and food, to protect the lives of me and Ling'er. In order to get Ling'er, this pig and dog thing actually started from my sister, knowing the time to deliver food every month, he actually released a person who had been infected with the epidemic virus to bite my sister, and my sister died of poisoning without medical treatment in a few days. Only then did the woodcutter reveal another secret, which was the guilt in his heart, the guilt of his sister.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Ling'er were involved, how could he have fallen into the poisonous hands of this kid, hating only that he didn't have the ability to deal with beasts, and now that the beasts were captured by Su Zhe, he would have the opportunity to slash the enemy.

Although Su Zhe felt a lot of sadness for the woodcutter, he couldn't allow the woodcutter to kill the person behind him directly, so he carefully persuaded: "Big brother, I know about this matter, and when I bring him back, I will explain it to them one by one, so you still can't kill him."

Su Zhe and the woodcutter argued with each other, but gave the fake Naranche a chance, he kept leaning against the corner behind him, while watching the movements of the two people, he stroked the rope that bound his hands, and it broke directly at the moment when Su Zhe spoke, he immediately took off the rope on his body, and he was about to escape.

The woodcutter was facing the fake Naranche, although he paid attention to Su Zhe's words, but he could still see the fake Nalanche, he saw that the fake Nalanche suddenly stood up and was about to flee, so he directly pushed away Su Zhe in front of him to stop the fake Nalanche from escaping.

Su Zhe didn't react even more, and when he was about to chase after him, a terrible scene happened.

If it was Su Zhe's powerful existence that was chasing him, he might not be able to run away, and maybe he would be seriously injured, but this time he was chasing a waste man without any spiritual power, and it was more than enough for him to deal with.

I saw that the fake Nalanche condensed his palm strength and dodged the sickle facing him and slapped it directly at the woodcutter's heart, directly throwing the woodcutter to Su Zhe who was running towards him, blocking Su Zhe's path.

"Big brother-" Su Zhe only saw the body of the woodcutter flying towards him, and immediately flew to catch it, and when he looked at the fake Naranche, he had already run away from the small courtyard.

And the woodcutter spat blood from his mouth at this moment, and the blood flowed down his mouth to his neck, wetting the clothes on his chest, Su Zhe could see that the woodcutter's heart had been dented, and he was afraid that the bones had broken and pierced into the internal organs.

What should I do, if Nalan Yan is here now, can I save the woodcutter, Su Zhe does not know the art of saving people, even if he continuously sends spiritual power to the woodcutter, he can't stop the woodcutter from disappearing little by little, at this time, Su Zhe felt the vitality that he wanted to stay for the first time.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Su Zhe covered the woodcutter's heart, and he couldn't do anything about it.

If it weren't for him blocking it, how could he give the fake Naranche a chance, if it wasn't for him carrying his back, how could he let a helpless ordinary person deal with a monk.

The woodcutter was bent on keeping the fake Naranche, but he forgot that the fake Naranche was also an acquired monk, and he could end the woodcutter's life with a slap on the woodcutter.

Looking at Su Zhe's face full of guilt, the woodcutter didn't blame, he couldn't feel the temperature of the outside world, he could only feel the temperature of Su Zhe's palm, but he knew that he was about to die, he looked at the room unwillingly, and said to Su Zhe: "My lord, I have no other wishes, I just hope that you can protect Ling'er, I will never be able to accompany Ling'er in the future, I will be able to hand over Ling'er to you, I can rest assured."

After saying that, the woodcutter couldn't make any other sound, his hand kept stretching out towards the room, how much he wanted to hug his Ling'er again, but he couldn't, this was his biggest regret.

"I will, I'll take care of Ling'er." Su Zheqiang endured the sadness in his heart, but looked at the woodcutter firmly.

Seeing Su Zhe's firm eyes, the last trace of worry slowly dissipated, and the last breath that had been struggling to support himself also dissipated, leaving a lifeless body in Su Zhe's arms.

Although the woodcutter was open when he died, but the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, he was relieved, Su Zhe closed his eyes and closed the woodcutter's eyes, he didn't dare to look at the woodcutter's eyes again, because those eyes were reminding Su Zhe of his mistake every moment, and Su Zhe's mistake at this time.

He turned his head to avoid the woodcutter's eyes and looked at the crack in the window, and saw something unusually bright, his heartbeat stopped instantly, he knew what that bright thing was, it was Ling'er's bright eyes, but when he looked at it at this moment, there was no other color in the bright eyes.

Su Zhe hugged the woodcutter and carried the woodcutter into the room, he was not worried that Ling'er would suddenly see her dead father sad, because Ling'er had already seen clearly through the crack in the window, and if he deliberately concealed it, it would only hurt Ling'er.

Ling'er in the house heard Su Zhe enter, but a pair of eyes just couldn't move away from the crack in the window, as if nothing had happened, the original Ling'er was hiding well in the quilt, but when she heard her father's shout, Ling'er couldn't help but pay attention, and when she ran to the window, she saw the most terrifying scene.

At this time, Su Zhe had already walked into the room with the woodcutter's body in his arms, and looked at Ling'er standing motionless by the window, he whispered: "Ling'er?"

Ling'er, who heard Su Zhe call her name, shook slightly, Ling'er trembled, and stiffened herself to face her dead father and Su Zhe with a regretful face.

"Ling'er, don't be afraid, Daddy, he's just asleep, go to a safe place to rest, you will follow your uncle in the future, your uncle will definitely take good care of you." Su Zhe didn't know how to talk to Ling'er at the moment, he watched Ling'er's bright eyes gradually lose color, but he couldn't comfort him.

Ling'er didn't say a word, just looked at the person in Su Zhe's arms, she breathed very shallowly, as if she hoped that she could feel the breath of her dead father again, but there would be no more.

Su Zhe wanted to get close to Ling'er, but Ling'er exuded an aura that no one should approach, which made Su Zhe dispel this idea.

He can't hold the woodcutter all the time, he must let the woodcutter enter the ground for peace, at this time, the rules, now he can't give the woodcutter a good funeral, he can only find some clean clothes from the woodcutter's house to help the woodcutter replace it, and find a straw mat that may have been prepared a long time ago to roll the woodcutter hastily up, and when he was doing this, Ling'er has been by his side, as if he acquiesced to Su Zhe's approach.

Su Zhe took care of Ling'er while carrying the woodcutter out of the yard, this yard couldn't stay, so he took the woodcutter all the way to the place where the woodcutter took them out of the mountain forest, which was more remote, maybe it was a peaceful place for the woodcutter.

In one night, Su Zhe dug up a hollow, put the woodcutter in front of Ling'er, and buried the woodcutter's body with loess as the quilt, he found a wooden board, and suddenly wanted to write something but found that he didn't even know other people's names.

"Ling'er, do you know your father's name?" Su Zhe thought about it for a long time before asking Ling'er next to him.

Ling'er still didn't speak as before, and this time it was as if she hadn't heard it, so she kept silent and looked at the bulging mound in a daze.

Su Zhe had no choice but to leave the "tomb of Ling'er's father".

He will definitely remember this place, and when he returns with Ling'er to settle down, he will come over and arrange the woodcutter's future life, which he owes.

Ling'er didn't close her eyes all night like Su Zhe, and she didn't even shed a single tear, but there was an extra tooth mark on her mouth, which was left by Ling'er biting her lip, and she was still a child who didn't understand anything, Su Zhe simply bowed to the woodcutter and picked up Ling'er.

"Ling'er, come with me." Su Zhe picked up Ling'er, Ling'er's small body was like a feather, and there was no weight at all, if it weren't for Ling'er still breathing, he wouldn't know if he was holding anything.

After Su Zhe said this, Ling'er closed her eyes and turned her head, no longer looking at the bulging mound, and the teeth that were clenching her mouth also loosened, revealing her somewhat blood-colored lips, and Su Zhe was distressed when she saw it.

Su Zhe's body was dirty, there were blood stains on the woodcutter's body, and there was a smell of dirt, these Ling'er didn't care, but leaned his head closer to Su Zhe, put his cheek on Su Zhe's shoulder, and wrapped his two hands around Su Zhe's neck, at this time, Su Zhe felt that his shoulders were a little warm, and he pulled Su Zhe tightly with both hands, for fear of losing, and then heard Ling'er say softly: "Let's go, uncle."