Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Unlucky Tian Erya
I just wanted to take advantage of the fact that before the Immortal Sect accepted the apprentices, Tian Erya, who went up the mountain in advance to rob Zhao Xiaowan by chance, was chased by Old Man Su like a dog, and ran around the mountain in a panic.
After a while, he ran out of energy and had to stop.
She didn't know how she could be so unlucky, because in her previous life, she only heard that the opportunity was obtained on Panlong Mountain, and Tian Erya, who didn't know the specific location, could only wander around the mountain like a headless fly, and when she was tired of shopping, she wanted to rest in the forest hut, but found that there were already people inside.
Tian Erya was worried about being bumped into by someone, so she turned around and told the Tian family that she could no longer go out in the middle of the night to find an opportunity, so she thought about avoiding it.
But she was worried that she was far away, and that she was in danger in the middle of the night, and she didn't have time to ask for help, so she thought about a compromise and rested outside the wooden house.
It's just that she didn't expect that before her ass was hot, someone else came.
She didn't mean to eavesdrop on the man's speech, but she couldn't help it, she was close, and the only ventilation window in the wooden house was above her head, and even if she covered her ears, the sound of conspiracy would go straight to her ears!
Tian Erya: I'm tired.
And after having to listen to the loud conspiracy of the people in the house, Tian Erya was not only tired, but also panicked.
As soon as I panicked, the accident came.
So there is a scene where she is now being chased like a dead dog.
Tian Erya didn't understand why her good rebirth life hadn't started yet, and she fell into an endless chase.
Obviously, she just wants to go up the mountain to grab a chance!
Why let her hear their conversation, she wasn't interested in their plot at all!
"Can you stop chasing me, I really didn't hear anything!" Tian Erya tried to beg for mercy with words to persuade Old Man Su to let her live.
Old man Su had a hideous face, "Since you have heard it, don't blame me for being rude!" ”
When Zhao Xiaowan, who had been looking for all the way, arrived, he saw an old man and a young man circling around the tree.
If it weren't for Old Man Su holding an axe with a hideous face, and Tian Erya's face turned pale with fear, Zhao Xiaowan might have thought that they were playing some kind of little game of chasing me.
The picture looks a little funny, but in fact, the situation is very dangerous. If Tian Erya hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid she would have cut off half of her shoulder with an axe, but even so, she still injured her arm with a sharp axe.
Blood flowed down her arm, Tian Erya felt fear in the real sense, she could have a hunch that if she continued like this, she might really die!
Die! She's already dead once!
If she dies again, Tian Erya doesn't know if she will have a chance to be reborn.
But she didn't want to gamble.
At this moment, Tian Erya realized that she may not be the protagonist of the painting book at all.
Otherwise, why did she try her best to calculate her marriage with Liu Cheng but never succeeded?
It's only too late to react now.
Seeing Old Man Su approaching her step by step, Tian Erya was so frightened that her body was trembling, and she unconsciously stepped back.
Zhao Xiaowan watched Tian Erya retreat, tripped over the roots of the tree, fell on his ass, couldn't stand it anymore, exhaled the mortal iron sword, and killed Old Man Su.
Tian Erya felt that her tail vertebrae were almost broken, and she burst into tears, just when she thought that her life in this life was coming to an end.
I saw Zhao Xiaowan walking towards her against the light of the light, holding a sword with a faint cold light.
At that moment, Tian Erya actually felt that the crazy girl looked so handsome!
Since being reborn, the heart of comparison and snatching has been slightly scattered......
What Tian Erya didn't know was that after her heart was clear, a wisp of black silk that had been lingering in her soul dissipated, and only a faint light gray smoke was still lingering in it.
At the same time, the white porcelain bowl in Zhao Xiaowan's arms moved.