Eight taels lying on the rhubarb's strong back, drowsy, very disdainful of the reaction of this big yellow dog, thinking that the red-haired is as good as the black hair of the butcher shop on the street of East Street, isn't it just a little thinner, running up and twisting three times, revealing a breath of what?

Rhubarb can't see the eyes of Baliang, but he also knows that he doesn't like the red-haired, but it doesn't care, thinking that our world is not even a stupid cat that doesn't even grow hair can understand, and when the red and red are completely subdued, I will not let go of the black and black, and more than a dozen streets and alleys around here are my rhubarb's territory, and all the are my drops.

Hera naturally couldn't guess the thoughts of Rhubarb and Baliang, she walked forward aimlessly, through the streets and alleys, through the deserted or bustling shop doors, and came to a quiet bamboo forest.

The sound of gurgling water came faintly from the bamboo forest, and Hera did not stop, walking towards the depths of the bamboo forest with a consistent pace.

The river, which was more than ten meters wide, appeared in Hera's sight.

The river is not deep, the bottom is clear, and schools of fish frolic at the bottom of the water, jumping out of the water from time to time, making circles and ripples, and soon being swept away by the current, leaving no trace.

Then the master of the Long family who followed consciously stayed outside the forest, this is not too far and not too close to the rich manor, the sword master who took the lead with the cultivation of the five realms and one grade is very familiar with this bamboo forest, except for a bamboo fence on the other side of the river where a teacher who does not practice lives in the courtyard, outsiders rarely enter this bamboo forest.

Hera sat down next to a bluestone slab by the river. There was no figure around, she took off her hat, slowly untied the black veil covering her face, the stream reflected her delicate haggard cheeks and the hideous scar, staring at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the water for a blank time, Hera suddenly put her hands on face and wept bitterly.

The cry was sad, revealing indescribable grievances and sadness.

Ever since she woke up to find her broken arm and flowery face, Hera has been enduring the pain in her heart and showing the sunniest and most beautiful side to Ye Hao and those who care about her.

These days, she is suffering in pain, and the more Ye Hao cares about her, the more sad she feels.

Especially when she heard that Ye Hao was going to marry her, this was a scene she had been looking forward to in her dreams, but it broke her heart like a knife.

Hera is a barbarian, inheriting the simple and rough thinking of the barbarians, but she is not stupid, not stupid, but much smarter than many girls in the world.

After walking out of the mountain, Ye Hao took her to meet many people and experienced a lot of things, and she kept in mind some unheard and unheard truths explained to her on weekdays.

Hera knew that Ye Hao didn't like her.

Although she still doesn't understand the saying 'you can only get married if you like it'.

But she knows what is the biggest asset that wants a man to like her - appearance and force.

Hera is beautiful, she naturally knows this, but her complexion is not as pink as that of a Daxia woman, and after entering Rongshan City and seeing Su Ning'er, she knew that a woman's skin can really be perfect to the smoothness and fairness of blowing.

In private, Hera learned a lot of secret ways to maintain her skin from Su Ning'er, and after entering Anyang, she took the pocket money given by Ye Hao and bought the most expensive gouache at the most famous rouge store in the city, just hoping that one could become as white and tender as Su Ning'er, she felt that at that time, Ye Hao would like herself.

It was Hera's secret, and she never told anyone about it.

In addition to her appearance, Hera's greatest self-confidence comes from strength.

Ye Hao found Li Shangyin, and after resolving the conflict between the divine blood and the demon soul in his body, he led a large army to attack the demon clan The idea did not hide Hera, in order to help Ye Hao in the future, Hera squeezed out almost all the time she could use and devoted it to Zheng of cultivation

In the past few months, Hera's combat power has increased faster than the vast majority of cultivators in Anyang City, and she already has the terrifying strength to challenge any mid-five realm cultivator head-on, but she didn't expect that because of the assassination a month ago, all hopes were in vain.

Whenever she thinks of that scene, Hera's heart feels like a knife cut.

I don't know how many nights she was awakened by nightmares, watching the dark night quietly waiting for light.

Hera knew that the wound on her face would never heal, and that she would become a cripple with only a broken arm forever.

This judgment was not made because he had no confidence in the strength of Ye Hao and the Long family, but it was precisely because he knew that the Long family was the richest man in the Great Xia Kingdom that Hera's last glimmer of hope was finally dashed.

For more than a month, the Long family has traveled almost all over Anyang City in order to find Zhu Yeguo, and Hera sees in her eyes, how can other cities and counties have elixirs that even Anyang can't find?

Losing an arm, Hera's strength plummeted, but at this time, Ye Hao wanted to marry herself, of course she guessed what the reason was.

"Is it merciful, is it sympathetic? But whatever the reason, Hera will be grateful to you, grateful that you didn't leave me behind Hera when she was most desperate, but Hera doesn't want to be a burden to you, I'm leaving. Su Ning'er County Lord, I'm sorry, Sister Hera has no way to see the one you married him, and Zhuzhu, you must be as beautiful and good-looking as Su Ning'er, Hera can't accompany him to the demon clan to find you. ”

Hera took off the flying lock on her back, glanced at the rhubarb who was catching fish and playing by the river with Baliang not far away, and the pictures of hunting in the mountains of the tribe flashed in front of her, and there was a miserable smile in her eyes.

"He'll take care of you, Rhubarb. ”

Hera read a sentence in her heart, slowly flipped her wrist, and put the sharp axe blade of the Cangming Fei Lock across the neck of any rich sister who was delicate and not inferior to Daxia, and squeezed out two big tears with her closed beautiful eyes, and cut it hard.

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Deep in the inner sanctum, outside a sacred pagoda that radiates a divine luster.

Nearly 100 cultivators in different costumes stood in front of each person a stone tablet two and a half meters wide and more than one person high, the stone tablet was carved with complicated rune arrays, and from time to time someone used the Lingyuan pen in his hand to lightly draw on the stone tablet.

With the stroke of the pen, the dull runes shone brightly, some unchanged, and some shattered silently, leaving a smooth stone slab in its place, without any traces.

The faces of the nearly 100 inner temple disciples standing in front of the stele also fluctuated with the change of the stele, some were happy, some were regretful, and some were constantly breaking out in cold sweat on their foreheads.