032 Shuriken Kungo

Momoko felt that she was dying, and her neck was tightly pinched by a pair of big hands, and she opened her mouth to scream, but she couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't grasp anything when she reached out to grab it.

In front of her, the shadow of the road and the house flashed in a trance, and her eyes were black for a while, and she wanted to move, but her body was getting heavier and heavier, and the feeling of suffocation oppressed her soul, and she felt that she was dying!

A picture flashed in the memory, there were countless majestic halls floating in the endless sea of clouds, one of which surrounded many flying people and beasts, among them a very beautiful woman held a mirror high with both hands, the mirror emitted a golden light, and a golden light shot on the hall below, one of the golden lights suddenly missed, hitting the door of another hall, and happened to shoot a little girl of four or five years old, the little girl was blown away by the golden light, and hit a big stone......

...... Again...... Dead!

A sigh echoed in his ears, like a big drum, knocking open the black fog in his soul, and a wave of unwillingness and grandeur surfaced from the depths of his soul.

Peaches opened her eyes suddenly, something seemed to flash in her mind just now, but she couldn't remember it clearly, she only remembered a golden light and a bell, and then a wave of unwillingness suddenly rose in her heart, at this moment, she felt a cold thing in her hand, and without thinking about it, she subconsciously waved her hand and stabbed it out.

"Ah~" a scream.

Zhang Zhiyuan threw down the peach, covered his injured arm and jumped away, looking at the peach and the dagger in her hand incredulously. He hadn't seen anything in her hand just now, where did this thing come from?!

Peaches looked at Zhang Zhiyuan's bloodied arm in shock, and then looked down at the dagger in his hand, "Kun, Kunwu!"

This dagger is no stranger to her, it is a meeting gift given to her by the good-looking Master Bai Ze. Later, she also used it to dig up the fairy grass, but later, she patronized the wrapped fairy grass and hurriedly went down the mountain for Xiaobei to eat, so she forgot the dagger, originally thought it was left by the Qinghu Lake, but now it seems that it has always been by her side!

But how did it come out?!

Zhang Zhiyuan covered his arms, looked at Peaches in horror, and stepped back step by step, "It turns out that you are also a mountain demon...... Oh, I see, you and Xiaobei are in the same group, and the medicine you gave him yesterday is the essence blood of the livestock in the whole village? You said that you went to Mr. Chu yesterday, it turned out that you sucked his essence blood, and you are the mountain demon!"

"No, no, I'm not a mountain demon!" Taozi subconsciously retorted, and suddenly remembered, and stepped forward to ask Zhang Zhiyuan, "You just wanted to strangle me, why did you kill me?"

"No, I didn't...... I, I just want to take you away......" Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes flickered, his eyes swept around, just a few steps away from the door of a house, there was a flat pole carrying water leaning against the fence, he rushed over to pick up the flat pole, turned around and rushed over, and swung hard at the peach, "You monster, get out, get out, don't come close to me, I have the protection of the saint of Wen, all evils will not invade, you get out, get out of the way!" said as he chased after the dodging peach and whipped hard.

Peaches began to be startled, raised her hand to block, the flat pole hit her arm, she screamed "Ah!", a sharp pain spread instantly, her arm trembled, her legs fell to the ground weakly, and then several flat poles were whipped down on the head and face.

Peaches blinked on her head, back and arms, and were marked with blood, the heaviest of which was one on her cheeks, and from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, a long and deep cut was drawn by a burr on the flat shoulder, and the white flesh was white, and the bright red blood seeped out of the white flesh, and soon dyed half of her clothes, and Peaches's screams were even more heard.

It's a pity that at this time, the villagers had already followed Zhang Xingguo to bury Xiaobei alive in the woods, and no one was passing by.

Peaches wanted to use Kun Wu to slash several times, but unfortunately Kun Wu was only half a foot long, and she was only six years old, even if she inadvertently drew qi into her body, she was only slightly stronger, far from being the opponent of the sixteen-year-old Zhang Zhiyuan.

More than a dozen flat shoulders were knocked down, and the peaches were curled up on the ground, half of their bodies were bloodstained, and they were in a state of unknown life and death.

Zhang Zhiyuan finally stopped, half-bent over on the side with a flat shoulder, snoring and panting, after all, he is a person who does not do physical work all year round, it is rare to exercise so intensely, and for a while he actually felt his heart beating faster, sweating and weak.

Zhang Zhiyuan gasped a few more breaths, looking at the peach lying on the ground without moving, his eyes showed frightened emotions, trembling stretched out the flat pole and poked the peach's body, seeing that she had no reaction, he trembled, hurriedly threw the flat pole, looked left and right in a panic, made sure that no one saw it, and immediately fled.

After another moment, the peach, which was curled up on the ground, finally moved, and after a few moments, moved again. Then, she slowly opened her eyes while screaming in pain, looked around in fear, and made sure that Zhang Zhiyuan was no longer there, so she sat up tremblingly, reached out and touched her whole body.

She was sure that no bones had been broken, and she forced tears to touch the wound on her face, although the blood gradually stopped, but touching the flesh that had been turned over, she knew in her heart that this face was afraid of being ruined.

For a while, grievances, despair, anger, helplessness and other complex feelings surged in my heart.

What did she do wrong, why could a few words from others decide whether she was a human or a monster, whether she was alive or dead, and why no one listened to her?

Just like Xiaobei, everyone says that he is a demon, even if he is not, as long as the patriarch says yes, Xiaobei is!

And she is the same, as long as Zhang Zhiyuan tells others that she can suddenly conjure a dagger, even if she says that it was given by an immortal, the villagers will say that she is a demon!

When the time comes, I'm afraid she and Xiaobei will be the end!

Could it be that this life is the end? When you are born, you are disliked by others, and when you die, you have to be beaten to death as a monster!

On the first day of the school, Mr. Chu happily accepted the children who automatically occupied the seats, and those who did not fight for it lost the opportunity to learn forever!

As if she understood something, she struggled to stand up and walked towards the school step by step.

If there is a person in this village who is more effective than the patriarch, that is Mr., and yesterday's medicine was also given by Mr., she intuitively decided that Mr. is not an ordinary person, he is a powerful person, he will definitely be able to save Xiaobei and save her!

Kun Wu suddenly made a buzz in her hand, she looked down, Kun Wu, who was baptized by her blood, changed a little bit in her eyes, from a dagger to a short sword, the sword edge was sharp, emitting a sharp cold air, and there were small ice flowers around the tip of the sword to form and melt, which was very beautiful.

"Shuriken, Kungo!"

A thought flashed through her mind, she raised Kunwu with one hand, and the other hand was opposite with her palm, the tip of the sword was a little closer to the palm of her hand, a fluctuation, and the tip of the sword suddenly disappeared in the palm of her hand, but she didn't feel anything, it didn't seem to touch, and then she continued to push the sword in, and the last Kunwu sword passed through her palm and was contained in a magical space.