Back Off, Let Me Come

Click——

In a blur, Yu Zi, who was furious, seemed to hear a soft sound like glass breaking. When he listened carefully, it sounded like the hum of a bowstring stretched to its limit and then released. The objects in front of her swayed quickly away from her, including their voices, which were so far away that they seemed to come from the distant sky. Yu Zi was dizzy, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to find an object to keep her center of gravity.

【Weiheng? 】

【Weiheng! 】

[Why don’t you come over here, you damn girl who’s losing money? 】

The sharp, noisy sound penetrated the eardrums like needles.

Yu Zi suddenly opened her eyes, and a face she had not thought of for many years appeared in front of her. This old woman was born with a kind face, gentle eyebrows and no edges, round eyes, and a natural smile on her lips. Standing there in coarse linen clothes, holding a bamboo basket, at first glance he looked like the elderly Cihe ancestor of an ordinary family...

There is a man beside the old woman.

The man's facial features are upright, heavenly and plump, and he has a naturally honest and honest appearance. This old couple stood side by side. Who could look at them and not say that they were just and kind parents? It has to be the kind of person who enjoys his life and dies in peace!

Yu Zi couldn't help but tremble all over after seeing it!

He screamed in his heart and drew his sword to kill the old beasts.

However, her hands and feet were out of control, allowing the old woman to poke her eyebrows with her fingers, then and again, leaving hot red marks. The old woman was still sarcastic: "Why don't you take off your pants and squat down to pee and see what you are!" Do you want to make me angry to death for the harm caused to your family by paying for it? I'm going to kiss you. Are you too brave to run away? 】

After speaking, he grabbed Yu Zi's left hand.

Her husband grabbed Yu Zi's right hand with a sullen expression.

The two prepared to drag her away like a New Year pig.

The hatred in Yu Zi's heart soared to the extreme, and her mind was filled with thoughts of "eliminating all obstacles at all costs". Suddenly, she had a premonition that she could move. Just as she was about to draw her sword, she felt an opposite force on her shoulder. Someone held her shoulders and dragged her in the opposite direction.

Judging from the strength of the two, they are not the same person.

Yu Zi turned her head and saw two faces.

One picture is very clear, it is her great-uncle wearing a scribe's gown; the other picture is very blurry, but judging from the starched white but very clean women's dress, the other person is a woman. Yu Zi couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but she had an intuition that she must be gentle and beautiful.

Yu Zi opened her mouth.

A title he hadn't heard of for many years stuck in his throat.

The woman chuckled and said: [Wei Heng. 】

Uncle said: [When encountering evil spirits, behead them. 】

Yu Zi turned her head and glanced in the direction of the old couple. The two of them had merged into one body at some point, and their two ferocious heads kept calling for death. They stretched their arms and legs very long, and opened their teeth and claws to drag her away. Yu Zi held down the hilt of the sword.

With a cold face, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

The monster sneered sneerly, with infinite malice in its voice. It looked like a man but not a man, a woman but not a woman. Like a lingering ghost, it stretched its neck very long, provoking in her ears from left to right: "Parricide?" These two are your blood relatives. Unscrupulous descendants kill their blood relatives just for a moment's grudge. If this incident spreads all over the world, how can you, Yu Weiheng, have a place to stand? 】

Yu Zi's knuckles turned white and blue from the exertion.

The other party continued to confuse her: "You are not as good as Lin Lingde, you are inferior in every way!" She is a noble daughter of a noble family. She follows the family motto and comes from a famous family. What about you? Your biological mother was betrayed by others, and she was used as a husband. She dissected her child with her own hands. She was a mother in vain! You have been reduced to begging for several years. If it were not for this opportunity, where would you be now? Starve to death, freeze to death, or serve as a prostitute? This ending should be your original life! Now, are you worthy of this? Anything that doesn’t belong to you will be lost sooner or later...]

[In terms of talent, she is a second-grade top-middle-class person. What about you? 】

[In terms of inheritance, she studied under Chu Wuhui, one of the Three Great Masters. Chu Yao only took you with him for a while for the sake of interceding with others. Your uncle still has an old grudge against him. In terms of reputation, Lin Feng is the Linhu Cao who is loved and admired by the people. What achievements have you made that are worthy of praise? You are much older than her, and you gathered your literary heart later than her. Now you have not even understood the way of a scribe, tsk tsk——]

Heads of men and women whispered in her ears.

The heart-wrenching words followed one after another.

Finally, the two heads spoke in unison.

【You should rot in the ground! 】

[Take off your clothes! 】

[There is no place for you to stand here! 】

【You should stay in the mud and look up at the sky! 】

Yu Zi narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered: [Are you done? 】

The two heads were pressed against her face, and a sinister smile came from her mouth: "Do you think we are your grandma?" No, Yu Weiheng, we are you! 】

The two twisted faces turned into Yu Zi's face.

But before they could get too proud, the smiles on their faces froze, and the moment their heads flew up, Yu Zi's face was covered with black blood. Although the expression on her face could not be clearly seen, those gloomy eyes were very bright: [So what? 】

[No one is perfect, right? 】

[The deeds have nothing to do with the heart, right? 】

[Why use the standards of saints to require ordinary people? 】

The uncle and the woman standing behind Yu Zi disappeared at some point. Before they disappeared, there was still a happy smile on the corners of their lips. Yu Zi lightly took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood off the sword's edge, then put her thumb against it and retracted the scabbard: "I don't mind." 】

Click!

The sound of glass breaking became clearer.

The darkness beneath my feet began to collapse.

The two heads let out a breathless laughter, melting into a puddle of water, and Yu Zi stepped over it without even looking. The scenery in front of her changed again, and the shouts of killing on the battlefield reached her ears clearly, as if it was all her illusion before.

but--

Yu Zi knew very well that it was not an illusion.

She spent a quarter of an hour in consciousness, and reality was only a blink of an eye. At this moment, many subtle changes occurred in her.

The depleted elixir palace is once again filled with pure literary energy.

A subtle intuition lingered in her mind. You don't need to look into it carefully to know that it is the spirit of speech that belongs exclusively to her.

Her way of being a scribe.

With a single thought, you will know the whole picture.

Then, Yu Zi's eyeballs trembled!

The joy that had not yet appeared on the corner of her lips was replaced by bitterness. Strong helplessness rushed towards her, and Yu Zi's hand holding the pillar subconsciously tightened. Sawdust fell between her palms, leaving a vague fingerprint. Soon, her thoughts were brought back by the blooming blood flowers. Three soldiers with unfamiliar looks joined forces to kill a strong man with a broken arm and a heavy shield, and their own injuries worsened. One of them was worried that the heavy-shielded warrior would get up again and chopped off his head with a knife.

The head rolled to her feet and blood spurted out.

Add another layer to the blood stains that have not yet dried on the corners of her skirt.

"Wei Heng, why don't you go down first?"

After Lu Ji supported Tu Rong, he retreated almost to the ground. He smashed the enemy's leg bones with two hammers. He slid up and hit the enemy's head with another hammer, thus clearing away the enemy soldiers who had climbed up the city wall. Just when he was about to take a breath, he saw Yu Zi's expression was not good.

Thinking about Yu Zi's situation, she must have run out of literary energy.

Yu Zi pursed her lips and said, "I don't mind."

The move was a well-written word spirit, and the enemy who was unable to stop him rushed down from the ladder. The soldiers in charge hurriedly followed. Yu Zi struggled with a little guilt in her eyes: "Zhi Zong, you don't need to watch here anymore."

Lu Jidao: "Can you hold on?"

Yu Zi smiled complicatedly: "I can."

As he spoke, his great-uncle's previous chats came to mind. He said that a literary scholar had a strong sense of fate. Because your words will come true, you must be more careful with your words and deeds. No one knows whether the cause that was once unintentionally revealed will bear fruit in the future.

Yu Zi closed her eyes hard and then opened them again.

There was no trace of hesitation left in his eyes.

As she opened her mouth, the Wen Qi in the Dan Mansion began to stir like boiling water, gushing out along the meridians of her limbs and bones——

"The evil purple seizes the vermilion!"

As soon as the word spirit came out, a thick purple mist exuding a sinister aura flew out of her palm, and a strong wind blew up in an instant. The howling wind was accompanied by ghostly whimpers, like weeping. They gathered in mid-air to form a huge, one-person high ball, which exploded with a bang!

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of several people.

Kang Shi initially thought that Jiang Sheng or someone else had an outburst. After all, Jiang Sheng was the only one among them who was a perfect scholar and accomplished in the literary palace. It was quite a scene. However, when he sensed the literary spirit, he realized that something was wrong. This was not Jiang Sheng's literary spirit!

Lin Fengruo, who was thinking about how to use [Corpse Vine] to expand his results, felt something and looked over: "Wei Heng?"

The owner of the explosive literary spirit is Yu Zi!

only--

Yu Zi's literary style has lost its former calmness and uprightness, and has become a bit colder and weirder, with a vague and uncomfortable filthiness. However, these words were harmless and orderly, not out of control, which made her feel relieved.

Others reacted in much the same way.

Only Luan Xin's expression appeared a bit strange after several breaths. Others didn't know what happened, but Luan Xin was different. Everyone's information is open to him, naturally including Yu Zi, who has just awakened to the way of the scribe.

This is a new way of being a scribe.

In a way, it's his.

Thinking that it might come in handy in the future, Luan Xin took the time to take a look. With just one glance, his expression became uncontrollable, and he sighed in his heart again - Why did the Lord commit such sin just to attract these high-risk masters of the scribes?

[Evil Purple Seizes Vermilion]!

When using the Way of the Scribe, you can seize the luck of your lord, colleagues, and even enemies, in exchange for 80% of your side's rewards. You can capture as many enemies as you sacrifice your own people... This scribe's way is not called "Benefiting oneself at the expense of others", which is simply unreasonable! It's just that the way of the scribe is the latest to be obtained, and more specific information still needs to be pondered and explored by Yu Zi...

But...

The tone at the beginning is destined to be that this scribe's way cannot be friendly. If you study it in depth, there is a high probability that it will still be evil.

Luan Xin silently blacklisted the ways of being a scribe.

Naturally, Yu Zi didn't know what Luan Xin was thinking about at this moment. She just felt that this scribe's way was powerful in a certain sense, and there was a voice in her heart saying "It's over."

The taste of power in your hands is mesmerizing.

The price is to harm all our own people...

Once it is leaked, how can you stand on your own?

Yu Zi felt uneasy, but the situation on the battlefield left her no time to worry. She could only take one step at a time, and plan the rest later. The incident happened suddenly, but Yu Zi's sudden outburst did greatly relieve the pressure here and defend the front.

As the war progressed, good news came from everywhere.

The defense line at Chaoliguan is quite stable.

Under the city wall, Yun Ce and others were fighting hard despite their strength. Although he was surrounded by enemies, he could not withstand Cui Xiao's scribe's blessing, and his life was not threatened for the time being. Yun Ce fought his way through the ice and blood, and heard a familiar voice above his head.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

"Why did Zigu come down?"

Yun Ce was almost frightened by Xian Yujian. Fortunately, his body muscles had already memorized it, and he could hold the spear tightly without shaking even in this situation.

"The military advisor ordered me to come down to assist senior brother——"

They cannot stay on the city wall and defend passively, allowing the enemy to endanger the city wall defense line. Within a limited range, we must attack to put pressure on the enemy and try to push the battle line outward.

They don't have many opportunities to fight side by side as brothers, but after all, they come from the same sect, so they naturally have a tacit understanding that requires no verbal communication, and they completely entrust their support to each other.

The combined attack of the two is quite powerful.

With someone helping to share the pressure, Yun Ce became more confident. He could penetrate the body of a heavy-shielded warrior with one shot, three or five in a row, and his efficiency was greatly improved: "Zi Gu, have you ever encountered someone with a master's mark before? A warrior?"

Xian Yujian said: "No."

Except for one senior brother, I haven't met anyone else.

Yun Ce heard the words and asked no more questions.

But the doubts in my heart became heavier again.

Because apart from the one he killed initially as a shield, Yun Ce later discovered two more, both of whom were young generals commanding an army of heavy-shield warriors. Although the individual strength is not very strong, and the moves he uses are not the same as those of his master, but there are so many of them, and they all defect to Huang Lie's tent... You must know that Yun Ce also worked under Huang Lie's tent for a while, then I didn't notice it for a while.

If they are really from the master's sect, why don't they recognize each other?

Yun Ce did not hide his inheritance.

He sighed inwardly. If he can still survive this battle, he must find an opportunity to return to the teacher's door and ask the teacher what's going on. The teacher has always been indifferent to fame and wealth, and does not like disputes. He cannot let a scornful person use his name to ruin his reputation as an old man.

Yun Ce made a decision while harvesting heads.

Xian Yujian didn't know all this.

at the same time……

Ah no, I should say not long ago.

Shen Tang is on his way here.

She held Zhang He's head in her hand and was extremely anxious.

In his eyes, he could only see the flames of war dyeing the horizon red in the distance, and in his mind were images of countless heavy-shield warriors attacking the Chaoli Pass in a fancy way, and Wei Shou and Chu Jie, who were brutally killed one after another by Huang Lie's 16th-level superiors. situation. I wish I could go faster.

Shen Tang increased his speed to the fastest.

Seeing the distance shrinking little by little, a strong sense of foreboding sprouted in my heart when I was halfway through the flight. Turning her head, she saw a bird flying out of nowhere and approaching her. Shen Tang was speechless inside.

Years of experience tell her...

These birds are holding shit in their bellies.

"roll--"

Shen Tang quickly surpassed them all.

Before he could rejoice, his eyes suddenly turned dark.

In the blink of an eye, he lost control of his body. Haha, needless to say, that three-year-old self is coming out.

She thought she would sleep as usual.

but--

"Am I still awake?"

He cannot control his limbs, but he can still move his mouth.

This feeling is very subtle, as if someone is controlling the character in front of the owner, and the mouse in her hand is useless!

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Yu Zi's character background is not pure white. She has many flaws. As a relatively mediocre person, when she couldn't catch up with her goal no matter how hard she tried, her envy and jealousy of Lin Feng became her inner demons. But again, no matter how good one is, no one is perfect. This is a very cute girl.