"Packed up?" A voice suddenly appeared in her ear, startling her who was still in her thoughts. But it was only for a moment, she glanced at the woman casually, and did not speak.

"Let's go!" The woman's voice seemed to reveal a thick sense of helplessness and a little tiredness.

Zheng'er raised her eyes and glanced at this woman, and she still felt some sympathy for her in her heart.

But she sympathizes with her, can she understand her?

She didn't know how long it would be before she forgot everything her mother looked like, and how long it would take for her to know what her name was.

Now, all she can remember is that her name is Zheng'er. As for what her mother had given her a name, she had forgotten it herself. (Actually, it was the author's own waste that he forgot!) ）

"Reluctantly?" The woman's voice rang out again.

She looked at her, and after half a ring, just when the woman thought she wouldn't answer herself, she spoke: "Can you stay if you are reluctant?" "She's always dealt with her, usually in an unreasonable way.

But this time, her answer really made the woman stunned for a moment.

Immediately: "Don't even think about it." Stay, you want to go back to your slut, don't you? Although she wore a veil, Zheng'er could feel the hideousness of her face.

She didn't know what this woman had with her mother, but with her mother's life, she wouldn't have such a big feud with a person.

But what she didn't know was that there were people who hated Jiang Yuer more than the woman in front of her. It's just that that person's approach is not as extreme as the woman in front of him.

"Watch your words!" She warned coldly. To say that she can do anything, but she can't say her mother.

Whether it is the past or the future, if someone asks her who is closest to her, she will not hesitate to say that it is her mother.

"Your mother is a slut, a slut, a slut, a slut......" When the woman said Jiang Yu'er, that hatred arose.

Where can Zheng'er stand it, in just a moment, she rushed over with an arrow step, straight to the woman's waist, and pushed the woman to a stagger. It took several steps back to stabilize himself.

She raised her eyes and glared at Zheng'er fiercely: "Little evil seed, aren't your wings stiff?" "If it was usual, Zheng'er would definitely put up with her. Because even if she is not afraid of the woman in front of her, she knows that there is a master behind her.

The old man who kidnapped himself from his home without much effort. His martial arts are unfathomable, and I am afraid that he is even better than his master.

Such a person, she is in front of him, like an ant shaking an elephant.

Jiang Yu'er is Zheng'er's reverse scale, and she can't touch it. But this also allows Zheng'er to remember well that she also has a mother, a mother who loves her very much.

The child's memory is very short, but she can remember, and the one who remembers most clearly is her mother. It's just that in the past two years, her mother's face in her mind has become more and more blurred.

Until now, all she can remember is her mother's not-so-tall stature, but she will always feel very safe and reassuring.

If it was before, Zheng'er must have pretended that nothing had happened regardless of how she scolded her. But this time, she was different, she still stared at the woman in front of her fiercely with eyes that looked like Jiang Yu'er.

"You stare again, look at it again?" The woman raised her hand. She originally wanted to scare Zheng'er, but as long as Zheng'er softened, with her face, she was reluctant to start.

But Zheng'er was still unconvinced, and still stared at her.

'snapped' a slap, and finally fell on Zheng'er's face. After the fight, she looked at her hand in disbelief, how many years has this hand not been hit on this face?

When Zheng'er first came, he was indeed beaten a lot. But later, gradually, she no longer recruited.

But now, she actually fought again. She hated those eyes, the same eyes, which had glared at her fiercely before. Until such a pair of eyes lose their brilliance, dim, and lose their original color.

At that time, her hands were covered in blood. She couldn't believe that she had done such a thing, but the next moment, a force pushed her, and she left that world after her.

Zheng'er covered the left side of her face that was red by her, and her tears were about to flow out in pain. But she endured it and didn't let the tears flow.

The hatred that burst out of his eyes had never been so strong as this moment.

If it weren't for the woman in front of her, she would have grown up happily by her mother's side, and she was still her mother's favorite child.

But now? Is she still the mother's favorite child?

She's killed people, she's killed a lot of people. Every full moon night, this woman would kill five or six people for her Gu to smoke. And these people happened to all die under her sword.

She hated this woman, she forced herself to have blood on her hands.

Because, she couldn't bear to see those people die so tragically in the end.

She secretly swore in her heart that one day, after she could beat the old man, she would kill the woman in front of her and eliminate the harm for the people.

But she also knows that freezing three feet is not a day's cold. Kung Fu is something that you can get if you work hard. It needs to be accumulated over time and settle down slowly.

She has been working hard all these years and trying to strengthen herself. She practiced martial arts and also made drugs, hoping that one day, there would be some way to kill that old man.

Seeing where the woman stood stupidly, looking at her own hands. Zheng'er sneered and turned to leave.

"Stop! Where are you going, you little bastard! The woman behind her screamed and scolded, but for Zheng'er, it was just a matter of words. Insignificant.

"I told you to stop, are you deaf?" When the woman saw that she was still walking forward, she opened her mouth again and cried out.

Zheng'er paused and stopped. But every time he turned around.

A few years ago, the woman in front of her, she couldn't beat her. But now, beating her, she has no effort.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief when she stopped.

strode forward, wanting to take Zheng'er's hand. Ke Zheng'er was slapped by her just now, where would she give her the opportunity to pull down her hand. Shook off her hand at once.

She hated her touch, she hated being dirty.

A person who spends all day with bugs, no matter what, she feels dirty.

She has learned a lot over the years by this woman's side. For example, my mother doesn't understand military affairs, but this woman, when it comes to military matters, she will always tell her all about it. She will also teach her a lot of things, these things, things that she has never seen after reading military books for so many years.