Chapter 42, The Heart of Death
A dear, called Zhang Mingjun very embarrassed.
Seeing Mu Jinmian beside him again, he was looking at him directly, and his eyes jumped back and forth between him and Qin Yishuang from time to time.
Zhang Mingjun's face turned red.
"Sister Li, don't talk nonsense."
Sister Li glanced at Mu Jinmian and said as if she swore sovereignty: "Nonsense? I didn't, it was your mother-in-law who agreed to it, and said that if I agreed, we could get married immediately, and she only hoped that she would hold her grandson as soon as possible. How? Don't you even listen to our mother? β
Zhang Mingjun's eyes widened.
can think of his mother's heartbreak when he always thinks that he doesn't have a girlfriend.
and Sister Li's sudden appearance.
It could be true.
However, he could not admit it.
Otherwise, Sister Li would consider herself to be his genuine girlfriend.
With Sister Li's character, he is ten miles away, and it is likely that there will be no grass, so when the time comes, how will he find the flower that suits him?
Sister Li said again: "What? You don't believe it? After you leave, our mother personally agreed, if you don't believe it, you can call our mother now. β
At this time, where would Zhang Mingjun not believe it.
It's just that he is already at a point where it is difficult to ride a tiger.
Just when he was embarrassed, Zhang Mingjun suddenly saw that the woman in black went to pick up her long sword, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister Li, don't let that woman pick up the sword." β
Sister Li didn't pay attention.
"Leave her alone, settle our affairs first!"
Zhang Mingjun's head suddenly grew big.
"What's the matter with us?"
"The relationship between men and women! I always say you're my man, but you don't think I'm your woman. Now I will give you two choices, one is that you agree to the marriage of the two of us, and the wedding date can be postponed appropriately. The second is, you don't agreeβ"
Seeing that the woman in black had already picked up the sword, Zhang Mingjun suddenly became anxious and hurriedly interrupted her.
"I'll choose the second one."
"Are you sure you want to choose the second one?"
Sister Li had a sweet smile on her face.
Not to mention, it's really beautiful, if it weren't for Sister Li's gestures, full of muscles, and lack of femininity, just with this face, she could reach 8 points of beauty.
Zhang Mingjun asked, "What?" Is there still a condition? β
"Of course, if you don't agree, when I go back, I will tell my mother that I want to marry you immediately and enter the moving room at night."
Zhang Mingjun smiled bitterly.
After a long time, it's all a result, but it's just a matter of time or time.
But thinking of hugging with the strong Sister Li, Zhang Mingjun's heart couldn't help but tremble.
His face suddenly pulled down.
"Sister Li, in this life-and-death situation in front of you, is it appropriate to talk about this matter? Can we solve the problem in front of us first, and then talk about it when we go back, okay? β
"Not good! It's a matter of life and death, I'm going to say it. I don't want to die, I don't even have an identity! I want to fight, and I fight for my man! In this way, I am dead, and I have an explanation for the family that has hope for me! β
Zhang Mingjun's heart trembled.
It turned out that Sister Li had a mortal heart.
Thinking back on Sister Li's strength, Zhang Mingjun knew that she should not be the opponent of the woman in black.
Rather than send him to death, it is better to drive him away.
"Sister Li, it's none of your business, let's go!"
The woman in black shook her long sword, and her face was like frost.
"If you want to go, then you have to ask me if the sword in my hand is yes! You will die! β
Sister Li's eyes were slightly red, tears came out of her eyes, and she said sadly: "Zhang Mingjun, I asked you for an identity, is it so difficult?" Do you hate me so much? β
Zhang Mingjun had a complicated mood, looking at Sister Li, wanting to refuse but couldn't bear it, wanting to agree, but afraid of regret.
In the end, Zhang Mingjun confessed: "Sister Li, you are very good, really good, but it doesn't match the image of my wife in my heart, so I'm sorry." Sister Li, you will definitely find a man who is a hundred times better than me. β
Sister Li's tears did not flow out in the end, nor did she speak, only leaving Zhang Mingjun with a desperate look, and then twisted to look at the woman in black.
said coldly: "Come, let me see the sword in your hand, can you keep me!" β
With a kick of his right foot, his body shot towards the woman in black like an arrow.
The speed is incredible, even a few points faster than Zhang Minghai.
The woman in black stared at each other, and the long sword in her hand slashed through a sword flower and stabbed at Sister Li.
I heard a snort, and a sound piercing flesh sounded.
Her long sword had pierced Sister Li's shoulder.
"This!"
The woman in black was taken aback.
Although she was very confident in her swordsmanship, she didn't think of making a feat either. After all, Sister Li's speed just now was very fast, and she had enough time to dodge.
At least within twenty moves, you can't hurt her.
But now.
Looking at Sister Li's miserable smile, the woman in black trembled, and her heart hurt.
She couldn't help but look at Zhang Mingjun.
It was Zhang Mingjun who made Sister Li have the will to die.
What is the charm of this stupid person who is not good-looking and can't even use her true qi to make her seek death?
Zhang Mingjun didn't pay attention to her eyes, because he was completely shocked by Sister Li.
Seeing the long sword piercing Sister Li's shoulders and blood staining her clothes, Zhang Mingjun felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart.
It was his refusal that made Sister Li have the will to die.
He wanted to drive Sister Li away, but he didn't expect that he would harm her!
Zhang Mingjun's heart was like a knife.
Thinking of Sister Li's expression as her man, Zhang Mingjun was shaken and heartbroken.
He never dreamed that Sister Li was not talking about it, but really fell in love with him, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.
But he hurt her like that!
Just when Zhang Mingjun was at a loss, Mu Jinmian next to him stabbed him and scolded: "Little bastard! Are you really a piece of wood? People are dying for you, and you still don't want to see it? Even the woman in black clothes can't bear it, can you still hold back? β
Zhang Mingjun reacted at this time, and hurriedly ran over to support Sister Li.
"Why are you doing this?"
Sister Li snorted coldly.
"You have to take care of it! Who are you? β
Zhang Mingjun's heart was hot.
"You're my woman! I don't care who cares! β
Sister Li's tears flowed down the ground.
"Really?"
Zhang Mingjun nodded.
"Really, more than a silver needle. If you want, we will marry when we go back, and we will enter the cave room at night. β
Zhang Mingjun's face flushed a little, and he said: "No, no, no, you are injured, when you are healed, enter the cave again." β
Sister Li blushed instantly, like a ripe apple.
At this moment, Zhang Mingjun was suddenly stunned, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch Sister Li's face.
"Sister Li, you are so beautiful!"
"It's still called sister, it's all called old."
Zhang Mingjun's heart is hot.
"Lili!"
Just when the hearts of the two were about to melt together, a cold snort startled them.
"Do you guys when I don't exist? If you want to get tired of it, go to the underworld to get tired of it! β
Sister Li raised her head and said in a cold voice: "It's you who go to the Netherworld Mansion!" β
At the same time, her legs jerked out.
Where did the woman in black guess that Sister Li would dare to fight back? I didn't expect the speed to be so fast, and what was even more unexpected was that Sister Li's foot had the strength of several hundred catties.
Hearing a bang, she didn't have time to take precautions, and flew out upside down.
Because she was afraid of hurting Sister Li again just now, she grabbed the hand of the hilt of the sword and did not use any force.
This time, even the sword was left on Sister Li's body.
Not to mention her, even Zhang Mingjun didn't expect Sister Li to suddenly fight back, so he said worriedly: "Lili, don't move, your injury is too serious and easy to collapse." β
"It's okay, I can't die!"
Sister Li said, grabbed the sword body, and pulled it out directly.
Blood spurted out like a hose of water.
Frightened, Zhang Mingjun hurriedly pressed the wound on her chest and shouted, "You are crazy! β
Zhang Mingjun grimaced, and hurriedly sealed the acupoint with a silver needle to stop the bleeding.
Sister Li said nonchalantly: "It's okay, a small injury." Get out of the way! After I've cleaned up this dead woman for you, let's go home!" β
"No, you can't use any more force on this wound, otherwise you will bleed to death!"
"It's okay, I have this!"
Sister Li threw away her sword, took a green jade bottle from her pocket, and poured the white powder inside onto the wound.
Zhang Mingjun sniffed, pinched some powder with his fingers and tasted it, and said softly: "Thirty-two kinds of medicinal materials, with proper coordination, oxtail grass is the finishing touch, it can indeed control your injuries well, and it will not even affect your movements." However, this medicine cannot be used frequently, and if it is more than ten times, it will cause a blood collapse. β
"You, you, youββ!"