The sky gradually darkened, and a streak of blood red was reflected on the horizon, which looked very strange.
"Oh, that's quite a lot, let's go back and eat!"
Zhang Mu slowly walked down the hillside with the vegetable basket, thinking about how great it would be if he could go back and eat the food cooked by Xiner!
But the words of the old Taoist were always ringing in his ears, which made Zhang Mu make up his mind. Today he also planned to make it clear to Xi'er that he was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator of immortality.
Although I feel very reluctant to give up, who makes my fate so confusing? It is better not to hurt this simple and kind girl.
In the past half month, Zhang Mu also understood Xiner's thoughts, and it seemed that he really had a crush on him. Of course, he admitted that he admired Xi'er very much, but the reality told him that the two were not the same people at all.
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Along the way, I don’t know why, but the closer I got to the village, the more depressed I felt. It was as if there was a big stone stacked on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I always felt a bad premonition.
Zhang Mu's face turned extremely pale, the basket fell to the ground, and his hands kept shaking.
I saw that the village was almost a river of blood, and the death of each villager was extremely terrifying. They were all torn in half, and the blood was still flowing, which was very scary.
"Xian'er..." Zhang Mu shouted with a trembling voice and quickly ran towards Xiner's house.
When they were about to arrive, they heard a familiar scream. Suddenly, Zhang Mu's head felt as if it had been blasted by a cannon, and he stared blankly at a stream of blood splattering inside the room.
At this moment, a black shadow flew out of the house.
When he saw Zhang Mu, the black shadow showed his figure first.
I saw that this demon was exactly the same as the one I saw in the forest half a month ago, except that it was taller and had three arms still alive, which was terrifying.
I saw blood stains all over his body and blood flowing from his mouth. It can be seen that the masterpieces of this village are all thanks to him.
Zhang Mu's eyes were like frost, and he said coldly: "You did it!"
The demon grinned evilly and said, "You are finally here!"
"I want you to be fucking cut into pieces!!!" After shouting, Zhang Mu felt his body tremble and tremble, waves of anger came over him, and he felt endless power.
But just when he was about to take action, the demon moved. Zhang Mu felt that something sharp had been passed through his chest, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
The monster stood in front of him, with an evil smile on his lips. If he had seen it before, he would probably be really scared and run away.
But now, imagining Xiner's miserable situation, Zhang Mu's mind went blank. But the power in his body seemed to have been drained, and he could not help the monster in front of him.
As soon as Zhang Mu opened his mouth, a stream of blood flowed from his mouth, and he asked in a feeble voice: "Why? Why do you do this?"
The monster grinned and said, "If there's no reason, it's your own life experience."
Hearing this, Zhang Mu really regretted it. If he had left earlier, wouldn't what happened now be the same?
Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and said, "You can come to me for my matters!"
"Haha..." The monster laughed and said, "It's not you who caused all this, besides, who are you to me?"
Zhang Mu felt his head was in a daze, and the pain in his chest had begun to anesthetize his nerves, making him so groggy that he wanted to fall asleep.
But at this moment, Xiao Yan's voice came next to his ear: "Boy, hold on!"
Zhang Mu opened his eyes suddenly, yes, he couldn't die like this, he still wanted to avenge Xiner.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu's body began to recover. At this moment, Xiao Yan's voice came again.
"Boy, gather your spiritual power and I'll help you."
Zhang Mu obediently concentrated his spiritual power in his hands. Then, he felt a violent and rebellious force coming from him, as if it was about to burst through his body.
"ah..."
A roar came out, Zhang Mu unconsciously waved his arms, and his palms turned into claws. Before the monster could react, it had already stabbed it in the head with both hands.
Suddenly, something red and white splashed on Zhang Mu's face.
"Boy, I'm going to sleep first, you can hold on to yourself."
Afterwards, Xiao Yan stopped talking, and Zhang Mu knelt on the ground with a hesitant look on his face.
At this time, chaotic and panicked footsteps were heard.
In a house, dozens of villagers came out with frightened faces. After seeing the monster dead, they boldly walked over.
I saw Pan Bao running into Xiner's house very quickly.
Then, I heard roaring coming from inside.
The next moment, Pan Bao walked out with an angry face, holding a big knife in his hand, and slashed Zhang Mu hard.
The knife hit Zhang Mu's shoulder, and his arm and shoulder were immediately separated, and blood flowed uncontrollably.
Zhang Mu didn't say anything, and looked up at Pan Bao dully. Then he stood up and walked towards Xiner's house.
After a while, Zhang Mu was seen walking out holding a woman covered in blood. His face was still full of loneliness, and he walked out step by step.
Pan Bao saw this and roared: "Put the fuck down!"
Seeing that Zhang Mu was still walking step by step, he didn't take his words to heart at all, and couldn't help but strike at him with a big knife.
But this time, before he could get close, Zhang Mu moved and kicked Pan Bao away.
Then, Leng Ran said: "I will pay you back what you deserve! If you dare to push it further, I will kill you!"
When this sound came out, the villagers did not dare to come forward. After all, no one dared to provoke this murderous god, otherwise his life would be over.
Zhang Mu came to the broken arm, bent down to pick it up, put it on his waist, and walked out slowly with Xiner in his arms.
At this moment, Xi'er's weak voice came out: "Brother Muzi, is that you?"
"Ah... Xiner, Xiner, it's me, it's me..." Zhang Mu's face showed excitement, and he knelt on the ground and looked at Xin'er in his arms.
"Brother Muzi, Xi... Xi'er loves you!"
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Mu's heart ached, tears fell on Xi'er's cheeks, and his throat seemed to be blocked.
"Mu...Brother Muzi also...loves you."
"Brother Muzi, Xi'er has a widow... regret!"
Zhang Mu calmed down his excitement, knowing that Xiner's behavior was purely a reflection of the past, he still stroked his cheek and asked, "Tell Brother Muzi that Brother Muzi will take you to complete it."
"I...uh..." A mouthful of blood flowed out, and he whimpered in a voice: "I...think...my...brother..."
Seeing Xin'er gradually dying, Zhang Mu choked with tears on his face: "Xin'er, be good, tell Brother Muzi where he is..."
"Xian'er... I don't know... but..."
"Chen'er, Cang'er, what is it?"
"My brother...my name is...Liu...Liu Li..." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiner's head tilted to the side, which showed that there was really no way to recover.
"Liu Li..."
Zhang Mu looked at Xiner with a shocked face, and his heart felt like a knife cutting through him. He never thought that Xiner was Liu Li's sister. Didn't this make him shameless to see him again?
When he was about to leave the village, Zhang Mu said indifferently: "Xian'er's parents helped bury him. I will definitely thank you very much when I come back one day." After saying that, he walked out of the village.
Along the way, Zhang Mu hurried on without eating or drinking. Fortunately, the injuries on his body were under control, presumably due to the effect of the foul-smelling pill.
Half a month later, there was a quiet place in the back mountain of Qingfeng Valley.
Zhang Mu stood in a daze in front of the tomb, and the person standing behind him was Liu Li. At this time, both of them were dumbfounded, as if they were walking corpses.
After returning to Qingfeng Valley, Liu Li did not faint when he saw Xi'er. This shows that no matter how strong a person is, there are times when he is fragile.
But Liu Li also knew that the deceased was dead, and knew that no matter how sad he was, it was useless, but Zhang Mu's performance made him really scared.
If his sister died, he would go crazy. If something happened to Zhang Mu, his group would really break up.
He came over, patted Zhang Mu on the shoulder and said, "Muzi, Xi'er is gone. I think...she doesn't want to see you like this either!"
After hearing what Liu Li said, Zhang Mu moved his mouth slightly and said in a weak voice: "Lizi, I'm sorry!"
"Okay, it's all over, and you and I don't have to worry anymore. We're waiting to find out the murderer and cut him into pieces!" This sentence was the most hated and coldest sentence in Liu Li's life.
"I understand, you go back first, I'll wait for a while."
Liu Li nodded, looked at Xi'er's grave and said, "Sister, watch as I avenge you! Avenge your parents! Avenge your brother!"
"Li Zi, I really wish I hadn't seen Yu'er. He might be fine."
Hearing this, Liu Li was surprised and said: "Really?"
"Um!"
Liu Lidao: "That's good. The one that my parents love the most is Yu'er. He's fine. I believe you and I can rest in peace. Muzi, let's go and see tomorrow?"
"good!"
"Then I'll go back first and come back soon." After saying that, Liu Li walked towards the forest. However, the moment he entered the woods, he couldn't help but shed tears again.
Liu Li knew not to cry in front of Zhang Mu, as that would make him feel guilty, and he might really have thoughts of seeking death.
You must know that since the village returned to Qingfeng Valley, Zhang Mu has not eaten anything. He can still hold on because of a sense of sadness that supports him.
After Liu Li walked away, Zhang Mu suddenly knelt on the ground, clenched his hands into fists and shouted: "Xian'er... Brother Muzi promises you, you will always be my Zhang Mu's wife!"
"ah!!!"
Another half month later...
During this time, Zhang Mu and Liu Li went to the village and found that Yu'er was indeed fine. They were finally handed over to the care of the village chief, leaving a lot of gold leaves behind, and stayed for a few days before leaving.
As for the severed arm, Sun Xing also exhausted all his options. Then he helped Zhang Mu reattach the arm, which could be regarded as saving the arm.
On this day, Zhang Mu and four others sat around the turntable wooden table.
"Muzi, I heard from Su Liu that this competition seems to be a competition to select elite disciples every five years. If you are selected, you can replace the sect and go out to fight with disciples from other sects."
"Oh? Could it be that those of us in the Qi refining stage can do it too?"
Liu Li banged his hands and said, "It should be. I still have to ask Su Liu for details."
Zhang Mu wiped his nose and said with a smile: "No matter what, as long as it is profitable, then I won't let it go!