"Talking about the girl in our family, cooking is really beautiful, fragrant and delicious! If someone marries you, it is really a great blessing!"

Murong Qing said with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Yu also felt right when he heard this, and nodded again and again, making Murong Yun's face turn red all of a sudden.

"Dad, look at you, such a big person, and you always make jokes about your daughter!"

"Haha, where is this kidding you! The girl is too big to help people! Okay, okay, hurry up, don't tell me there is only this dish!"

Murong Qing and Murong Yun joked, Zhao Yu was envious when he heard it, in fact, he thought that the person before was his father, so he would know that he had relatives.

Unlike now, when there is no time to recover your memory, do you have to keep going like this?

"Dad! It's him, that little white face! I killed so many of our family just now!"

Just when Zhao Yu was melancholy, a discordant voice appeared, isn't this Zhao Qing who was just beaten away by Zhao Yu!

I saw Zhao Qing standing behind an old man, surrounded by people, all holding weapons, swords, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, almost accounting for the whole set!

"Village Chief, what do you mean ......?"

Seeing this posture, Murong Qing's face turned white, he stood up, and said respectfully.

"What do I mean, then why did you let people beat my son?"

It turns out that this village chief has a son in his old age, and he is a treasure in his hand, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth, otherwise he would not be used to Zhao Qing is like this!

"Haha, village chief? The village chief of a village let his son bully the township, rob the people's daughters, kill people at every turn, and find Lao Tzu to beat him up if he can't beat him, I really know it!"

Zhao Yu pressed Murong Qing's shoulder and signaled that he was fine.

He had seen the power of the blood sword just now, although he didn't understand why he suddenly became extremely brave, he also knew that these people in front of him would not be the opponent of this sword.

"You...... It seems that if you don't suffer a little, you can't do it!"

The village chief waved his hand and motioned for the people around him to move, and Zhao Yu also picked up the blood sword and prepared for what happened next!

"Wait a minute!"

Just as it was about to erupt, the village chief stopped the group of villagers.

"Dad, why did you stop! You must divide this kid's body into five horses to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Zhao Qing was a little dissatisfied with his father's action of stopping, and said unhappily.

"Young man, where did you get this sword?"

The village chief glared at his son, Zhao Qing had never suffered such a grievance, and he hated Zhao Yu even more in his heart!

"Huh?"

Zhao Yu didn't react to the change in the village chief for a while, and was a little stunned.

"That's right, village chief, this young man fainted outside our village, Yun'er rescued him, but unfortunately he has lost his memory, but this sword is carried by him, and the sword itself has an aura, and it seems to recognize him as the master. ”

Murong Qing saw that Zhao Yu was stunned, so he hurriedly said, looking at the appearance of the village chief, maybe Zhao Yu's sword, the village chief may not know it, and the softened expression shows that the village chief and the owner of this sword are not enemies!

"Amnesia...... Don't you remember your name?"

The village chief asked this without giving up.

"I don't know, but my name seems to be Zhao Yu, I had a dream, and the person in the dream seems to be calling this name. ”

Seeing the village chief's softened tone, of course Zhao Yu would not be stupid to continue to be so tense!

It's unknown whether they can win or not, and even if they can be solved, they won't get out of the way, so it would be better if they could live in peace!

And Zhao Yu also thought that he was an outsider after all, if he offended the village chief and them to death now, once he left, the Murong family would be very dangerous.

I'm not a person who knows how to repay my kindness, but I won't cheat my benefactor!

Zhao Yu...... The people of the Zhao family...... Zhao Yu...... Zhao Yu...... Zhao ......"

Suddenly, the village chief seemed to remember something, looked at Zhao Yu on the left, Zhao Yu on the right, was stunned, and then stood in place as if he was stupid.

"Father, what are you doing! This kid killed so many people in our village, and made me ugly in public, kill him!"

Zhao Qing saw that his father didn't move, and shouted angrily, he came to his father to avenge himself!

If his father didn't take care of himself this time, then the friends who were about the same age in the village below him would definitely talk about him! Saying that his father didn't care about him, that he was incapable, and that he couldn't afford to be bullied!

He didn't want to be like this, and he was afraid of the blood sword in the young man's hand, so he could only urge his father.

"Shut up!"

The village chief was immersed in the shock of his imagination, and when he saw that this unsuccessful son was going to kill Zhao Yu, he immediately yelled.

Zhao Qing didn't dare to openly contradict his father, so he had to flatten his mouth and stare at Zhao Yu.

"Village Chief, do you know me?"

If Zhao Yu couldn't see that something was wrong with the village chief, he would have lived in vain! If he lost his memory, he didn't become stupid!

"I don't know...... If you lose your memory, you will have amnesia, and there is nothing wrong with it. Few...... Zhao Yu, whether you can use this blood sword in the future or not, this is an identity, but your current appearance and cultivation are not enough to bear this identity. ”

The village chief shook his head and stopped talking.

"Identity?

Zhao Yu grasped the key point and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing, I'm old, this only son is indeed a little pampered and arrogant, those things that bully men and women are not less, I usually spoil him, I hope the big guy gives me this old face a little face, don't worry about him in general, the old man apologizes to everyone, forget it......"

The village chief waved his hand, leaned towards Zhao Yu, but turned his head to everyone.

"Daddy!"

Zhao Qing's face was flushed, but he didn't dare to disobey his father, thinking in his heart if his father was old and confused, and he actually apologized to this guy?

I was angry, and I didn't care what kind of blood sword Zhao Yu was, so I grabbed the stick of one person behind me and smashed it directly at Zhao Yu's head!

Although Zhao Yu relaxed his mind, but the gap in cultivation was still there after all, Zhao Qing moved, how could he not know?

Because of the village chief, Zhao Yu did not use the blood sword, he calculated the probability of snatching the stick in his heart, and his body was not idle, and he was slightly sideways, avoiding Zhao Qing's attack.

"You rebel!"

The village chief shouted, Zhao Qing's eyes widened, how could he not have thought of how the blood in his chest appeared?

"This ......"

"Ahh

There was a lot of exclamation around, some because they were afraid, some because they didn't believe it, none of them thought that Zhao Qing would let people pierce their hearts with a sword like this, and they didn't understand why when they died!

Of course, everyone present didn't understand why, Zhao Yu jumped back slightly, and Zhao Qing fell to the ground and died...... (To be continued.) )