Sometimes, the more you want to concentrate on one thing, the more unexpected situations will pop up.

Yang Zhen didn't want to hear the sound of the communicator, and turned off the communicator for about ten minutes.

The pain of tens of thousands of ants devouring their internal organs together gradually appeared again.

Like the previous times, at first, the pain was not intense.

But Yang Zhen knew that it would become more and more powerful.

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, Yang Zhen put the two secret books in his hand back into his arms one by one.

Then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Come on, come on! Let's see if it can torture me.

Yang Zhen thought so in his heart.

Sitting outside the carriage, Tie Ren, who was driving the carriage, was not aware at all.

In the carriage, Xi Yue had a premonition as early as when Yang Zhen suddenly took the two secret books back into his arms, and then leaned his back against the back wall of the carriage and closed his eyes.

When she noticed Yang Zhen with her eyes closed, her face was getting whiter and whiter, her brows were furrowing tighter and tighter, and her forehead began to ooze sweat a little bit, she knew that the thing that tortured Brother Mu had flare up again.

She wanted to help him, but she couldn't do anything, she didn't even know what was torturing him.

In her mind, she suddenly remembered that he had grabbed her wrist the first few times that thing had attacked, and ...... Smelling her hair, she remembered him saying it would help him distract him.

At this time, seeing Yang Zhen, who had closed his eyes tightly, had more and more cold sweat on his head, and even trembled more and more, he was flustered, but he didn't know how to help him relieve the pain.

She suddenly stretched out her hands and grabbed Yang Zhen's left arm tightly on her thigh, and at the same time, she put her full head of black hair to the end of Yang Zhen's nose.

…… As time passed, the pain in Yang Zhen's body became more and more intense.

I don't know if it started from the fifteenth minute or the twentieth minute, with his eyes closed, he hugged Xiyue's soft delicate body leaning on his shoulders tightly in his arms, his face was tightly pressed against her hair, and he kept inhaling the fragrance of the hair on her head.

As the pain in his body became stronger and stronger, his arms holding her delicate body became tighter and tighter, and Xiyue's face became redder and redder, and her brows became more and more wrinkled, but looking at the pain on his face, she endured it and did not let out a cry of pain.

When it was almost an hour, the pain of ten thousand ants devouring his internal organs finally slowly subsided.

Yang Zhen's arms that hugged Xiyue's delicate body tightly slowly became loose because of this.

…… After another ten minutes, when all that terrible feeling had subsided, Yang Zhen's eyes finally opened tiredly.

Finding that his arms were holding Xiyue's entire body, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and withdrew his arms without moving, Xiyue blushed and sat back in his original position without moving.

But seeing Yang Zhen's embarrassed appearance in a cold sweat, she couldn't help but feel distressed and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve pocket, and gently helped Yang Zhen wipe the sweat off her face little by little.

Yang Zhen, who was extremely tired, did not refuse her gentleness, and leaned against the wall of the carriage almost in collapse, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his face was unusually pale.

At this time, he not only hated Princess Mononoke in his heart, but also hated the giant spirit god Interception Dust, whom he had never met.

The life and death talisman in her body was planted for him by Princess Mononoke before she died, and she was naturally hateful.

And if it weren't for hearing that the giant spirit god Jiechen had killed Nie Qingzhu recently, and had already sent his subordinates to look for him Yang Zhen all over the rivers and lakes, he would have committed suicide and been reborn a long time ago.

As long as you commit suicide once, after resurrection, the life and death talisman in your body will completely disappear without a trace.

However, at this time, the dust was looking for him all over the rivers and lakes.

A battle between them could come at any time, so how dare he commit suicide and resurrect at this time?

"Brother Mu, have you been poisoned? Having seizures every day? Is there no antidote? ”

Xiyue gently wiped the cold sweat on Yang Zhen's face, and asked Yang Zhen this question distressedly.

Hearing this, Yang Zhen smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

I don't want to say it, and I don't bother to say it.

What's the use of telling her about life and death charms?

It can't solve the life and death charm in his body, nor can it reduce the pain when the life and death charm occurs. Moreover, at this time, the torture of the life and death talisman had just passed, and he was tired and sore, and he lacked the strength to speak, so he could not explain it or not.

…… Yang Zhen remembered that not long before the life and death charm occurred, the communicator had a prompt sound of receiving a new short message, and he was weak at this time and couldn't do anything else, so he could look at the short message, but it was okay.

With that in mind, he turned on the communicator, which had been turned off.

"Dear owner, you have a second buyer for the blood knife you consigned to our bank, and his offer is 120,000 taels of silver, please consider it and reply to me as soon as possible, I am Xiao Cheng of the prosperous consignment house, responsible for helping you sell this blood knife. Please be assured that I will serve you wholeheartedly. ”

opened the text message and saw that it was this content, Yang Zhen looked at the quotation of 120,000 taels of silver for a while, then sighed slightly, and replied to a text message with only two words.

"Denied"

Last time, the first offer was 120,000 taels, and last time he refused, this time, naturally, there will be no exception.

After the text message was replied, Yang Zhen did not put down his left arm wearing the communicator, and according to the usual practice, he knew that the buyer should soon have a second and third offer.

Sometimes he just thinks, what's the point of the consignment bank making such three offers?

Everyone knows that you can quote three times, who will confirm the transaction at the first and second quotes?

A few minutes later, a new short message came.

Yang Zhen smiled and opened the text message.

I found that this time the price increase was a bit more than the last buyer.

130,000 taels.

The last buyer only added 5,000 taels.

And this time, the buyer added 10,000.

But 130,000 taels is just the same as the buyer's third offer last time, Yang Zhen rejected this offer last time, and today will naturally be no exception.

So I sent another text message of rejection.

Less than a minute after the reply text message was sent, a new quote text message was sent again.

135,000 taels.

This time, the offer was only increased by 5,000 taels.

Equivalent to Chengren people's currency, it is 50,000 yuan.

It stands to reason that 50,000 yuan is okay.

But it still did not meet Yang Zhen's psychological expectations.

Besides, he hasn't been short of money lately, so this time he only thought about it for a few seconds before replying to a text message of rejection.

Yang Zhen's refusal was casual, and Xueliquan on Nujiao Island received three text messages of rejection in a row, but he was so angry that he was rolling.

"Despicable! Shameless! Dirty! ”

After three slashes, there were already three more knife marks more than one finger wide on the four walls of his room, and each knife mark penetrated the wall, and among the three knife marks two or three feet long, there was light from outside the house.

I can't live in this house anymore.

If it weren't for the fact that one of the wooden pillars of the house was also broken by the knife qi, the whole house was already crumbling, and the blood drained from the anger that had not subsided, and there would definitely be a few more slashes.

"Too greedy!"

With a hateful scolding, Xueliquan could only decide to continue to wait for the next opportunity to make an offer.

The rules of the consignment house, the buyer has a fancy for a certain item, within a week, for the item, there are only three quotation opportunities, three quotations, if the item has not been bought, if you still want to buy this thing, you can only wait for another three quotation opportunities after a week.

After Yang Zhen felt that his strength had recovered a little, he sat cross-legged in the carriage and began to meditate to recover the vitality that had been lost a lot not long ago.

It's not okay to be so weak all the time.

…… Maybe the old bustard of Duchun Yuan was unwilling to be abducted by Xiyue who had worked hard for many years, and Yang Zhen closed his eyes and meditated on his knees not long afterward, a rapid sound of horses' hooves caught up behind him.

The sound of horses' hooves was still far away, and with the sound of horses' hooves, the angry shouts of a big man came from afar.

The carriage in front of him immediately stopped Lao Tzu! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! ”

Hearing the threatening voice of the big man, in the carriage, Xiyue's face turned pale, and she subconsciously came to Yang Zhen's side, and a fair-skinned slender jade hand quietly pinched the corner of Yang Zhen's clothes.

I didn't dare to affect Yang Zhen's meditation, and I wanted to grasp Yang Zhen's mood to show it all.

Yang Zhen, who was meditating, opened his eyes for a moment, glanced at Xiyue who was next to him, and saw the worried and frightened look on her face, so he gave her a soothing smile, and then closed his eyes again.

Tieren, who was driving the carriage, was left to deal with it outside.

It's still the same sentence from earlier.

He believed that Tie Ren would be able to dismiss those who were not in the stream, and if Tie Ren couldn't even solve a few thugs in the Academy, it would be too wasteful.

Moreover, the facts have once again proved that Tieren is worthy of Yang Zhen's trust.

After those men on horseback caught up, Yang Zhen and Xiyue didn't even feel that the carriage had stopped, and on the way the carriage kept moving forward, they solved those pursuers one by one.

Men screamed and snorted one after another.

The time lasted for about ten minutes, and the screams and muffled snorts of the men sounded about forty or fifty times, and after forty or fifty times, those screams gradually faded away as the carriage went farther and farther.

Yang Zhen has never opened his eyes since he first opened them.

In this process, especially in the ten minutes when the screams outside were one after another, his face turned white and white.

In the end, there was no blood on his face.

The slightly trembling body also leaned close to Yang Zhen little by little, and the softness and trembling of her delicate body were all transmitted to Yang Zhen.

But Yang Zhen didn't comfort her this time, kept his eyes closed, and just let her snuggle up to him tightly.

After the killing, Yang Zhen didn't ask Tieren outside the carriage, and Tieren outside the carriage didn't report anything to Yang Zhen in the carriage.

The carriage continued to move forward in the wind and snow.

Only a few minutes after the screams of the fight ended, Xiyue cautiously climbed to the back wall of the carriage, quietly lifted the small curtain on the back wall, and glanced at the scene behind the carriage.

Then, frightened, her little hands trembled, quickly lowered the curtains, and hurried back to Yang Zhen with a blank face, her eyes full of horror.

It seems to see something terrifying.

(To be continued)