"You don't hurt him. Xizhao's face changed, and he immediately blocked in front of the young man who was called disease-free. Only then did she suddenly remember that her disease-free body was sick, and she should protect him like she protected her brother, rather than seek protection from him.

"Hmph, if you refuse to accompany me, I'll kill him right now. Anyway, he had a damn tuberculosis on his body, and he couldn't tell that he had been beaten to death when he vomited blood. Zhao Butcher said viciously. As if he had found the weakness of the sunset, he strode towards the bed. The nephew of the distant cousin of the second uncle of Zhao Butcher worked as a servant in the official mansion, and he had influence in the official mansion. Even if he kills this young man of unknown origin, the government will turn against him.

"If you refuse to obey me, I will punch him to death. Zhao Butcher's fist was already close to the diseaseless face, and the disease-free and weak body seemed to be killed by his thick fist with one punch.

And the sunset is miserable, and his eyes are full of despair. Although he works in the workshop, he is just a kabuki and does not accompany customers. Last night, it was her first time. Now, in order to save Wuxi, do you really want to accompany that disgusting butcher? Although he has known Wuxian for less than a whole day, he seems to be the rebirth of his younger brother.

In the past, because she had no money to let her brother die of illness, now do she want to watch this disease-free death in front of her? Moreover, last night's incident also made her have an indescribable feeling for disease-free......

"Come with me to my room, and I'll pay you afterwards." Seeing that Xizhao was about to resign himself to fate, Zhao Butcher couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart, and grabbed Xizhao's clothes with one hand.

"Okay, you Zhao butcher. Dare to hook up with a ** outside with the old lady behind his back!" At this time, there was a loud "bump". The door was kicked open, and a plump middle-aged woman rushed in. Loud crying and roaring. After rushing in, he kicked and beat Zhao Butcher like crazy, "If it weren't for the old lady, you would have starved to death back then, you wolf-hearted thing!"

After saying that, a hand grabbed his ear, and a trace of blood flowed out of his ear. "Lady, I don't dare anymore! Zhao Butcher hurriedly protected his ears, and knelt on the ground with a thud and begged for mercy from the fat woman. He didn't go to the city to sell meat, and came back quietly to threaten Xizhao, but he was already empty in his heart, and he was usually very afraid of his wife.

"Dog thing!" the woman stomped on Zhao Butcher's body. Turn your head. He looked coldly at the pale young man sitting on the bed, and said coldly: "Waste!"

She had already heard some of what had happened just now, and her eyes were full of contempt when she saw that she didn't stand up to resist her husband and needed sunset to protect her.

"Get out!" At this moment, from the mouth of the disease-free, an indifferent voice sounded. His expression seemed to have an irresistible majesty.

"What did you say?" Hearing Wuxi, he dared to say such a thing. The middle-aged couple had an incredible look on their faces. They couldn't have imagined that this sick young man, who was blown down by the wind, would dare to tell them to get out.

And the heart of the sunset seems to be integrated with a warm current. Tears flowed involuntarily. In the past, she has always taken care of and protected her younger brother and committed herself to the song and dance workshop for her younger brother. Just now because of the protection of him. Almost selling his body. And now, he actually dared to stand up and speak for himself to protect himself.

She found that this disease-free place was different from her brother's. The brother who died before didn't have the guts.

No disease did not answer, he was too lazy to answer. A golden light flashed behind him. In an instant, in the void behind him, a screen-sized fairy spirit appeared. This fairy is a bamboo slip. On the bamboo slips, there are four big characters like swords, guns, swords, and halberds: Heaven and Earth Soldier Book!

Jin Ge Iron Horse, the breath of killing makes people tremble.

"You, you, are a ...... Scholar!" The middle-aged woman was so frightened that she suddenly felt that she had no strength in her body, and she collapsed to the ground. And Zhao Butcher's face was pale, and his whole body trembled like chaff. Was this a dream? But the book spirit that appeared in front of his eyes told him that everything was real.

I was crazy just now, and I dared to persecute a scholar's woman?

Among these civilians, a young man who can produce a swordsman who can cultivate a swordsman is a genius, let alone a scholar, a scholar, and a child can easily destroy them. And when the scholar reaches the level of Xiucai, it only takes one supernatural power to destroy a village. And lifting people can destroy a small city.

They are like ants in front of scholars and cultivators.

"I'll tell you to get out!" said Wuxian with a cold expression.

"Yes, yes, Childe, let's get out of here immediately!" Zhao Butcher said hurriedly, struggling to get up, dragging his wife out of the door step by step.

Wuzhi did not kill them, and used scholarly supernatural powers to kill such people, insulting his own cultivation.

Seeing that the two of them got out, they took back their book spirits without illness. He is already in the realm of lifting people, and if the book spirit is completely released, it will be more than ten zhang. But to deter these people, there is no need at all.

Turning her head to look at the sunset, there seemed to be some horror in her eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Yuzhao hoarsely. She works in a song and dance workshop, and she usually has some knowledge. A scholar can never be an ordinary person. If there is a scholar cultivator among the commoners, he will also be twice as valuable and be recruited by the government.

"If I said I was a child of a family, you would still ...... What about me?" asked Wuji.

"Childe said and laughed......" Xizhao's face was a little pale, "If Childe is really a disciple of the family, and Xizhao's status is low, how can he be worthy of Childe?" "She just said that she was her own man. After knowing that Wuxian was a scholar, she realized how ridiculous her words were. How can you be worthy of him?

"Don't worry, I'm not a disciple of the family. Wuxian sighed in his heart and said, "My birth is also very low, and my cultivation is also very low, and I have just reached Tongsheng. In this way, the gap between them is the smallest. And it is not a lie to say that he is lowly without illness, he, like Changping Hou, was just a horse slave when he was a child.

For the next few days, he stayed here without illness, and he felt that life here was good. And Xizhao reluctantly accepted him. He was born humbly without disease, and his cultivation was just a child. And he is not really selling his body, he is barely worthy of him.

......

"Did you hear that? The man he brought back was not his guest, but a tuberculosis ghost he picked up......

"Speaking of which, she's quite pitiful, too. His younger brother died of illness, and now he has found a sick ghost like his brother to seek comfort. ”

"When she first entered the song and dance studio, she was raising money for her brother's medical treatment...... In her life, she will be dragged down by two men. ”

After a few days, everyone gradually understood the truth. They found some clues from the action of going to the city to buy medicine in the evening. After understanding the truth, he became a little sympathetic to her. And the Zhao butcher and his wife were tight-lipped and did not dare to say anything related to the sunset. I was afraid that as soon as I opened my mouth, I would offend that son.

When the wedding period of the princess was over, he left without illness and without a sound. He would have liked to spend the rest of his life here for less than a year, but his illness would not allow it. Usually, he has to light sandalwood in a closed room to nourish his body and mind, which is not suitable here. If the condition worsens here, it can only drag down the sunset.

One day, when I came back from the city, I saw the empty room, and tears fell involuntarily. After all, he still cares about his humble identity!

Later, he returned to Changping Houfu without illness. Not a word about his marriage to reconcile the princess, his heart already has its own place, although it can't last long.

After recuperation, he participated in the Shujian Discussion Conference and obtained the status of the fourth of the eight princes. In countless battles, he was defeated only once, by Guo Jie, the sword prince. If it weren't for his physical illness, maybe he would have been even higher. Later, he read Li Changsheng's poems and went to the army. Not long after, Changping Hou was transferred back to the pass, he guarded the border pass alone, and trained a feather forest guard, whose combat effectiveness could not be up to the red-blooded iron horse.

A young man terrified the barbarians, and soon he was made a former general by Emperor Wu himself. After returning to the empire, he was ordered to participate in the book and sword discussion, and there was no time. He was going to marry the woman named Yuzhao after the conference, because he had passed the age of twenty and was no longer short-lived.

......

On the sword stage.

Because of Li Changsheng's words, the disease-free son asked what the world was like, and he felt in his heart, so he thought of some old things. His feelings for Yuzhao are difficult to explain, there is attachment, there is love. However, her identity can't match her at all, and if she goes back and wants to marry, she will probably encounter many obstacles.

He is now a former general of the empire, and he is also ranked among the eight princes, and is a symbol of the genius boy of the empire. Although he doesn't care about other people's opinions, Changping Hou cares, the queen cares, and Emperor Wu cares. Because the general of the empire, the name of the Eight Great Princes, to a certain extent, has already represented the face of the entire empire.

"Brother Disease-free, can we start the discussion between us?" asked Li Changsheng. Of course, he didn't know what happened to the disease-free boy before, and he didn't know what he was going to do. "You're not like the previous ones, you won't automatically admit defeat without saying a few words in a real battle with me, right?" Li Changsheng said jokingly.

"You think I'm going to be like those guys...... Strange fellows?" said the innocent man. He had fought with the previous ones before, and knew that their strength was very strong, and it was indeed strange to admit defeat directly. (To be continued......)

PS：...... I was in a bad mood and wanted to abuse the sick son, but I was too lazy to abuse it