Three groups of people from the Lin family take turns to monitor the Zuo family every day. The Zuo family is strictly prohibited from contacting other people, and the Zuo family is strictly prohibited from leaving.
Zhao San is a fourth-grade soul martial artist. He lazily leaned against the tree trunk: "I really don't understand what the third master is planning to do. He actually sent a fourth-grade master like me to visit this family. I'm a fourth-grade master."
Of course, the fourth grade is inconspicuous in the Lin family, but outside, in the Zuo family, it is very different. The fourth grade plus the status of a disciple of the Lin family is enough to go sideways.
From his point of view, it is a huge waste of manpower to use the fourth-grade to "watch over" the Zuo family who don't even have soul warriors. In fact, just sending a third-grade can kill them.
Thinking of the Zuo family, he pulled the muscles on his face in a sneer: "The people of the Zuo family, I don't know if they are out of their minds or something, but they still refuse to submit. They are simply asking for death."
Fortunately, it is said that everything will be fine tomorrow. After tonight, you don’t have to work too hard. As long as you get through tonight...
Zhao San suddenly felt a chill all over his body for no reason, and folded his collar: "It's weird, it was a little hot last night, but it's a little cold tonight."
A jet-black shadow, like a demon, broke free from the darkness and swam toward him!
Zhao San witnessed this eerie scene with his own eyes. On such a night, it was so eerie that his soul was about to be scared away. He said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you... what on earth are you."
The black shadow got closer and closer, until Zhao San could see clearly that there was a pair of shining eyes in the shadow, and the pupils were also emitting a thick black color.
Zhao San finally came to his senses: "You are human!"
The black shadow was getting closer and closer, and it was clear that it was the face of a handsome young man with black pupils. The young man said word by word: "My surname is Zuo."
"You are from the Zuo family!" Zhao San calmed down instead. A small businessman without force had nothing to be afraid of. He drew his sword and said fiercely: "You are looking for death!"
Zhao San saw with his own eyes that his knife-holding arm fell to the ground so lightly, with blood spilling all over the ground and falling on the rotten leaves!
Only then did severe pain flood into his heart, and Zhao San let out an earth-shattering howl: "You, if you dare to offend the Lin family, you will be cut into pieces!"
Zuo Wuzhou turned behind him calmly, kicked him to his knees, and gently slapped Zhao San on the head again and again with the steel knife!
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The silence became more and more solemn! Zhao San could feel the sharp cold air emanating from the blade, and his heart was heartbroken as the blade lifted and fell.
After more than ten consecutive shots, the sound of footsteps was finally heard. Four figures quickly jumped from the other three directions, staring at the four third-level soul warriors who came after hearing the sound. Zuo Wuzhou's face was as iron as steel.
, with a hint of coldness: "Everyone is here, great!"
Zhao San saw with his own eyes that Zuo Wuzhou, who was originally behind him, suddenly disappeared and four heads shot up into the sky. He was shocked. This shouldn't be like this. There shouldn't be soul monks in the Zuo family: "You
You are a fifth-grade soul martial artist!"
Seeing Zuo Wuzhou holding the four head buns in his hands and walking over, Zhao San cried bitterly: "Don't kill me! I'm following orders. Don't kill me, I can tell you why the Lin family wants to deal with you.
"
Zhao San's head rose into the sky, and Zuo Wuzhou grabbed his bun again. In this dark night, his voice was deep and gloomy:
"No, I'll ask in person!"
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Zuo Wuzhou let out a whistle!
After a while, several people came over at night. Fortunately, the Zuo family had always kept two horses, and Zuo Wuzhou and Dao Qi also rode two horses, which was just enough.
"Brother Qi, my mother is not in good health. It's better to wait for dawn and find a carriage." Zuo Wuzhou said softly: "It's best to wait for me in Fengsha Town. If I can rescue my eldest brother tonight,
, even send it over overnight.”
"Yes, I remember." Dao Qi pondered: "What if the Lin family sends someone to chase you? Also, the Lin family seems to be very powerful in Dafeng County. You'd better make more preparations to deal with them alone.
"
After all, Dao Qi had traveled a lot and had rich experience, so he quickly imparted some experience to Lin Li.
Zuo Wuzhou nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I guarantee that the Lin family will not have time to take care of themselves and will never have the energy to pursue it."
After finishing explaining to Dao Qi, Zuo Wuzhou went over and knelt down to his parents and kowtowed three times: "Father, mother, you are leaving now. The child cannot be around to fulfill his filial piety for the time being. Please take good care of yourself. If you encounter any difficulties, you might as well
Let’s talk about it when I get here.”
Zuo Yidou was greatly relieved that his son was going to be successful: "Save your eldest brother and reunite with your family in the Fire Country. Don't fight with the Lin family. You are only of the sixth grade and you can't fight them."
Lin Dongmei burst into tears: "Wu Zhou, you must not let anything happen to you, otherwise how will your mother survive?" She hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Son, the second master of the Lin family is a good man. He even lost weight for your grandfather back then.
Renzi, I have indirectly saved your grandma. Don't kill people randomly."
"Are you a good person?" Zuo Wuzhou sneered in his heart and verbally agreed to his mother.
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After exchanging a few words with his parents and saying a few more words, Zuo Wuzhou hugged his little sister and kissed him, then patted his little brother on the head, and said to his younger brother, who seemed a bit slow to outsiders: "Third brother, motherf**k
Your health has not been good. You are an adult, so take good care of your mother and little sister along the way."
"Well, second brother, don't worry!" Zuo Wuwan held his chest out like a man and nodded resolutely.
Zuo Wuxi timidly tugged on the second brother's clothes: "Second brother, second brother, there is blood on you!"
"Second brother, second brother, when will you come to see me? I will miss you."
Zuo Wuzhou smiled and scratched the tip of her nose: "Second brother will be back soon and then take you to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, okay. But you have to be obedient and listen to your parents and your third brother. No.
Running around."
Zuo Wuxi bit her finger seriously, full of reluctance: "I will be very obedient. Second brother, second brother, I only want you to come back. As long as you come back, I will never eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake again."
Everyone else hid it from Zuo Wuxi. Although she didn't quite understand what happened, she also knew that her second brother was going to do something very dangerous.
She likes sweet-scented osmanthus cake very much. But compared with her second brother, as long as her second brother can survive, she is willing to never eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake again, even if he is slandered.
"Third brother, catch it!" Zuo Wuzhou raised his hand.
Zuo Wuwan seemed to be slow in his movements and grabbed the thrown object, which was a steel knife. It was heavy in his hand, so he pulled out the knife, and there were still fresh blood stains on it.
Zuo Wuwan was not only not afraid, but also excited, as if he had grown a lot overnight and began to take responsibility! He knew that his second brother had been doing business with his father since he was twelve years old, sharing the burden for the family.
This is the knife given to him by his second brother. If anyone hurts his relatives, he will definitely kill him with this knife!
Even though he is only thirteen years old, he still wants to be a strong man like his second brother.
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Dao Qi saw the family's parting sorrow and warmth in his eyes. He was secretly sad and even more frightened.
The eighteen-year-old sixth-grade man was amazing, but Dao Qi knew that the will and character of his Wuzhou brother were the most terrifying.
After three months on the battlefield, he discovered that nothing seemed to be able to defeat this eighteen-year-old boy. No matter how injured he was, the dead person would always be the boy's enemy.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't rush to the door impulsively because of his passion, so he no longer looked like an ignorant boy of eighteen.
This brother without a boat has a bright future.
With such a will, such a character, and such a calmness, Dao Qi believed that the Lin family had provoked someone they should never provoke, and a disaster was imminent.
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After reluctantly sending away his relatives, Zuo Wuzhou's heart finally fell to the ground!
Without his relatives to worry about, he can go all out and do something big!
Qiang! Zuo Wuzhou pulled out the sharp long knife, shook his right arm, and said in a cold and sonorous tone: "Are you ready to be stained with blood?"
The long knife whined and trembled in the night wind, as if in response to the biting cold!