Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The night is thick.

Wu Xiaofang hasn't slept yet.

He was drunk in the backyard of the house alone.

Wu Xiaofang was in a bad mood.

He was hesitating whether to take the initiative to apologize to Lin Beichen to avoid possible retaliation. After all, the champion of Tianjiao ’s hegemony was heavy enough, and it was just a matter of revenge.

Just as he was drunk and drunk, suddenly a flower bloomed in front of him, and saw a strange figure, leap from outside the courtyard wall, and landed in front of him.

"Who are you? Breaking into the house at night, you ..."

Wu Xiaofang suddenly stood up, alert in his heart.

"You are Wu Xiaofang of the Third College?"

The stranger wore an official uniform of the Police Department, with a dignified look, and began to speak. A horrible coercion of immense solidarity rushed to his face, which made Wu Xiaofang jump with a mad heart and suddenly sobered up.

"I am me……"

Wu Xiaofang became nervous.

Did revenge come so fast?

The official strength of the police department was still used.

Lin Beichen's heart is too cruel.

"Very good. The provincial investigation team needs your cooperation to handle the case. From now on, you are quarantined. You have to accept our inquiry. You cannot leave this step until the Tianjiao Grand Ceremony begins tomorrow."

Strangers raise their hands a little.

A mysterious energy burst out into the air.

Wu Xiaofang felt the mystery and strength in his body suddenly, and was sealed immediately.

He was terrified.

...

Northwest District of Yunmeng City.

Relatively poor slums.

The houses here are low, the buildings are mostly made of grass and wood, the ground is dirt roads, the planning is messy, and the air is filled with an odor that doesn't know where it comes from.

Ditches on both sides of the street are crowded with garbage, and hungry wild dogs and wild cats look through the garbage dump in the night for food ...

Deep in a dim alley, there is a home for the poor.

The low small earth wall has been unable to completely protect the three solitary wooden houses in the courtyard, the sharpened wooden gun pierced the city fence, and the fractures that collapsed the earth wall were plugged up, apparently after careful repair by the owner.

But there are more forms than meanings.

The bamboo fence can't really stop the intruders. Even the wild cats and wild dogs outside can jump into the yard with affection.

The dirt in the yard was trampled.

Under the wall of the right courtyard, there is an old well.

There are a few ridges of vegetables in the yard on the left.

A white, old-fashioned dog crawling beside the vegetable field was lying dozing on a pile of firewood.

Three old wooden houses are in the shape of a character, separated by small yards.

Candlelight flickered slightly in the low cabin on the left.

Inside the house.

"Mother, how are you feeling?"

Mu Xinyue was wearing a tattered but cleaned cloth robe, sitting with a bowl of hot vegetable porridge, sitting on a simple wooden bed, with a gentleness that would never appear in school And concerns.

A middle-aged woman lay on the bed.

The woman's hair was sparse, her eye sockets were sunken, and her shape was withered, but the general outline of her face could still be seen. She must be a rare beauty when she was young.

Faint features are somewhat similar to Mu Xinyue.

"Yue'er, mother's body, it won't be long, you ... ah ..."

At half the point, the woman screamed suddenly, her body twitched violently, and a very abnormal redness appeared on her pale face, apparently extremely painful.

Struggling, the whole bed was shaking trembling, as if to collapse at any moment.

"Mother, how are you, mother, don't scare me ..."

Mu Xinyue panicked.

She quickly grabbed the woman's hands, and desperately entered her vitality.

The middle-aged woman growled suddenly, her body suddenly straightened, like a rope about to be cut.

It took a long time for her to relax slowly, and a low moan came out of her mouth, her complexion gradually returned to normal, but the thin quilt covering her body was almost soaking wet!

"Mother ... nothing ... it's okay."

The middle-aged woman's face showed a touch of kindness, raised her hands hard, and wiped away the tears in the corner of Mu Xinyue's eyes, saying, "Little month, don't cry, I'm sorry for you, these years have dragged you so long Time, you have to go to school and make money again, for your mother, you have suffered ... "

"Mother, I'm your daughter."

Mu Xinyue held the woman's hand tightly, crying and shaking her head, "As long as I have a breath, I must take care of the mother and cure the mother ... no matter what the price is, you must heal you . "

Her weak side has never been seen except by her mother.

"Mother ... Mother can't do it ... Siao Yueer, you don't care about mother, mother's body is no longer saved. Instead of letting me live so painfully, it would be better to die earlier, it can be regarded as relief ..."

Middle-aged woman is weak and authentic.

"No, ma'am, I don't allow you to say that ..." Mu Xinyue panicked, like a little deer breaking into the dark forest.

Even if she had made a certain determination during the day, she couldn't really take action at this time.

"Xiaoyueer, my mother knows well that she can't live for a few days. After the mother's death, you can leave here, get rid of the demon, live your life better, find a good man to marry ..." The middle-aged woman was a little sane Confusion.

Mu Xinyue's eyes were freezing cold, and her pupils became smaller and enlarged.

Her heart hardened suddenly and sneered: "The men in the world don't have a good thing. Even if I die, I will never marry someone ..."

The voice did not fall.

Huh!

The door of the cabin was pushed open rudely.

The smell of vomiting wine drifted in.

"Well? Xiaoyueer is back."

A stout man crowded into the door.

When this middle-aged man laughed, he showed an ugly yellow tooth, and in a commanding tone, directly reached out and said, "The appointed time is up. Give me money soon. I'm out of luck tonight and I'm lost again."

Mu Xinyue's heart suddenly became extremely cold.

She stood up and looked at the man she should be called 'Father' in front of her, as if looking at a stinking wild dog from a dirty puddle.

"No money today."

Mu Xinyue slowly and authentically.

"No money?"

The expression of a sturdy man suddenly became angry, and raised his hand to slap him, slap it on Mu Xinyue's face, and shouted, "What are you going to do if you have no money? Lao Tzu came back happily to get the money, but you actually Tell me the result? Little bitch, Lao Tzu raises you so big, what is it for you? A few days ago, I asked you to accompany Xiao family, you are hesitant to say that there are other ways to get money, and I agreed today The day is up, you say no money? Why do n’t you sell it without money? ”

Moonlight shined through the gap in the roof of the wooden house and shone on Mu Xinyue's beautiful face.

On the shimmering face like Baiyu Baiyu, a clear slap print is visible.

A touch of blood overflowed from the corner of Mu Xinyue's mouth.

She felt no pain.

Because I'm used to it.

Such scolding, since the day when the mother was paralyzed in bed and unable to protect her, it has been commonplace.

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Not very good.

Writing is slow.

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