Reborn girl from poor family

Chapter 177 Cutting out the roots (1)

The man in gray clothes had been soaked in the rain for several hours. He was so cold and hungry that he couldn't even fall asleep, so naturally he saw Luo Bang's companion when he docked.

Also because he had witnessed Su Ya's killing spree from a distance, he had already thought of her as a female Rakshasa. Therefore, although Su Ya looked ugly at this time and looked a little embarrassed leaning in the cabin, the man in gray felt that she was a female Rakshasa.

The thoughts of resistance are limited to the mind.

He got up and moved his limbs. Sure enough, he honestly picked up the wooden oar and paddled in the direction of Xia Qingfeng.

Although his martial arts skills are not as good as the two of them, Luo Gang lives in the water and everyone has good water skills, not to mention rowing skills. However, Xia Qingfeng is always attended by people when he comes in and out. How can he compare with him in terms of paddle control and boat control?

?The person she relies on is simply that her kung fu is far superior to that of the man in gray, so every time she paddles the oar, it has more thrust than usual.

Despite this, the distance between the two ships is gradually getting closer.

Su Ya dug her fingers into the side of the boat, gritting her teeth and trying desperately to control the nauseating feeling in her chest. The poison seemed to be just a more powerful anesthetic. After enduring the initial pain, she overcame it. It was only the first time in her life that she tasted it.

The feeling of seasickness.

"Pull faster! Why keep you if it doesn't work?"

She urged in a bad tone, Xia Qingfeng's figure in front of her swaying, as if waiting for someone to come and tear her apart.

The man in gray was sweating from exhaustion, but he did not dare to refute. He gritted his teeth and rowed desperately, finally bringing the two boats closer to within ten feet.

But at this moment, Su Ya scratched the side of the boat and vomited it out.

She didn't fall back into the cabin until her chest and abdomen were empty from vomiting and tears flowed down her face. After being embarrassed, her mind became clearer and the depression in her chest and abdomen was relieved a lot.

Looking at the man in gray who was holding the oar and standing still, as if she still hadn't decided whether to continue rowing or to knock her over in the confusion, Su Ya smiled and stood on the bow of the boat, "Get closer."

Xia Qingfeng turned around, looked at Su Ya in horror as she was about to jump over, and couldn't help shouting: "Are you crazy?!"

She actually threw the wooden oar away and jumped directly into the lake. She plunged in so hard that she lost sight of where she was going.

Su Ya immediately stood up and was about to jump off, but she heard the man in gray shouting from behind: "Woman, this lake is very big. Even if you catch up, how can you get back to the shore?"

Su Ya was slightly startled by this question. The Tibetan spring grass had been destroyed. Now she just wanted to kill Xia Qingfeng. What else would she do on the beach?

But this thought was controlled by his finally clearer consciousness in a moment, "That's right, the Tibetan Spring Grass is gone, but I am still there. If she wants to help Song Jin, she will naturally come to find me."

Su Ya slowly sat back in the cabin, "Let's go back to Linglong Island."

The man in gray blurted out all his words. He was filled with annoyance and consciously gave up the chance to escape. Now he didn't know how the female Rakshasa would punish him again.

He didn't dare to say how many regrets he had in his heart, so he just rowed the boat and headed for Linglong Island.

When they landed, Su Ya didn't even look back, and said coldly: "Leave the boat behind and let people do what they want."

Before the person in gray could grasp the meaning of these words, she was already far away.

She had already seen the cottage in the distance, but Su Ya walked slower and slower. This short path actually made her feel a little shy about being close to home.

How was she going to tell Shen Huai that all the Tibetan Spring Grasses had been destroyed? Your medicine introduction was gone...

This feeling of powerlessness is like that of the past life: it seems that the result can only be accepted, but there is no way to save it, let alone save it.

Just as I was thinking about it, someone walked out from behind the fence.

The black cloak hangs loosely on her body, hiding the green gown underneath. Her long black hair is tied behind her head. Her hair and belt are flying in the drizzle. Through the layers of rain and mist, Su Ya All you could see was that his cold eyes were instantly tender when he saw her, as if they contained a thousand words.

She felt great grief in her heart, pursing her lips and wanting to call him, but subconsciously hid her hands behind her back.

Shen Huai stopped at the door and saw Su Ya standing in the rain in a panic. He immediately frowned and started to come over.

But before he could make any more moves, Su Ya had already rushed over and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly regardless of getting wet all over.

Shen Huai was knocked unsteady by her, and he quickly held on to the door frame. He was keenly aware that the girl in his arms was shaking, so he put his hand on her hair, and his voice was lighter and gentler than water vapor, "Xiao Ya'er, what's going on? Already?"

Su Ya's eyes were filled with tears and she didn't dare to look up.

It seemed like she had just killed someone.

But even then, she couldn't save Tibetan Spring Grass.

Mrs. Yan heard a movement in the room, looked over and saw the situation, and immediately frowned and wanted to remind her, but was stopped by Liu Sandian.

Liu Sandian shook his head and said softly: "Xiaoya lost his composure like this, something must have happened."

As if standing at the door for a long time, Shen Huai finally fumbled to hold Su Ya's face, and carefully looked at her red tearful eyes, as well as the blood stains and mud spots on her clothes. The clothes on her shoulders were scratched, and he pursed his lips quietly. After looking at it, there was no injury to the flesh... The heart that had been pricked just now finally relaxed a little: It's fine that it's not hurt. Little Ya'er won't cry easily. The reason why she cried like this this time was probably not for herself.

That would be easy to handle.

He patted Su Ya on the back and said comfortingly: "Okay, let's go change out of the wet clothes first."

Su Ya was pulled into the room, but stood there for a long time. Then she raised her head and took out a few Tibetan spring grasses she picked out from the pile of grass. With trembling hands, she lifted them up and said, "Destroyed. They were all ruined..."

"This! Tibetan Spring Grass!" Liu Sandian exclaimed first as he looked at the thin, tender and cut Tibetan Spring Grass, "Who did this!"

"It's Xia Qingfeng," she looked up at Shen Huai with tears in her eyes, "Shen Huai, I was a step too late."

However, Shen Huai put aside the residual grass in Su Ya's hand, held her right wrist, showed the back of her hand that had been hidden in her sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with your hand?"

The cloth wrapped around the wound had long been stained with mud and was soaked through. The purple-black blood color was not so easy to distinguish at the moment.

Mrs. Yan exclaimed, came up and held Su Ya's right hand, and repeatedly shouted to Liu to take a look at it at three o'clock.

After untying the strip of cloth, the back of his hand was bloody and bloody. The pain made Yan's face turn pale, but Liu Sandian breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no muscles or bones were moved, but this area cannot be mended, and scars are inevitable."

He treated Su Ya like his nephew and niece, and was very angry at this time. He stamped his feet and said: "That crazy woman, what did she do to make things difficult for you? There is also Tibetan Spring Grass! Oops, we left a step early! Otherwise, we could always stop her. !You don’t have to confront her either.”

Yes, by some mistake, it was either a step too early or a step too late.

Su Ya felt extremely uncomfortable and did not dare to look at Shen Huai, "Shen Huai, I am the one who has caused you trouble."

If it weren't for the purpose of taking away her internal power, Xia Qingfeng probably wouldn't have planned to destroy Zangchun Island into ruins. The grass and trees looked like they were digging three feet into the ground, and all the roots of the vegetation were pulled out. net.

Shen Huai felt heavy in his heart, but he smiled and said, "What are you talking about?"

He patted Su Ya's head and said, "Be obedient, go change into wet clothes first, then ask Mr. Liu to bandage her later, and then we can talk."

He turned around and signaled to Yan, who immediately pulled Su Ya into the house.

There was still some ginger soup left for Shen Huai. While Su Ya was changing clothes, Mrs. Yan ordered her to drink a bowl first, then brought another bowl to the table and told Shen Huai to drink more.

Shen Huai always accepted Yan's kindness. While listening to Su Ya's explanation of the future, he slowly drank the bowl of ginger soup.

When she put down the bowl, Su Ya's hand was bandaged and the whole story was finished.

"Just this little thing is worth crying about," Shen Huai said with a smile: "Mr. Liu has dug up a lot of suitable Tibetan springs today. Later, Xu Yuan Gaojun will go to the island to clean it up. In the spring, the grass and trees are growing like crazy. It won't be a few days. , the new Tibetan spring has come out again.”

Yeah?

The anesthetic in Su Ya's body had not yet dissipated, and her head was still buzzing. She had not yet come to her senses. She looked up at Shen Huai's lips opening and closing, feeling that she did not understand the meaning of his words.

Why was he so careless? Didn't he understand? All the vegetation on that land had been uprooted by Xia Qingfeng's men...

(End of chapter)