Xu Qingling was so frightened that she stared at Xu Qingmo, unable to even make a sound.
Xu Qingmo looked at Xu Qingling with cold eyes: "Are you ready for your life?"
"Ah!" Xu Qingling was so frightened that she screamed, "Devil, you are a devil!"
Xu Qingmo ignored him and returned to his yard.
Devil, who says it isn't?
That night, many people could not sleep, but Xu Qingmo fell into the memory of his previous life.
In her sleep, she returned to the battlefield of her previous life, where the war was raging and smoke filled the sky. The whole sky was dark, like a barrier on the underworld, making people unable to see hope.
Xu Qingmo was riding a horse. The spear in her hand was already soaked in blood, and her cheeks were scratched by the falling sand.
She was hunting down the Huns' deserters, and among them were the families of the enemy generals.
Xu Qingmo forced people into a dead end with two children, one older and one younger, the older one was ten years old and the younger one was only five years old.
The older boy protects his sister tightly, just like Xu Yanquan, who will try his best to protect himself no matter what.
Xu Qingmo looked at the child in front of her, unable to lift the spear in her hand. After a long time, she said coldly: "Put down the knife in your hand, and I will let you go!"
Being soft-hearted is a common problem among women.
But on the battlefield, being soft-hearted can cost you your life!
The boy understood Chinese and slowly put down the knife in his hand, and Xu Qingmo kept his promise and wanted to let them go.
But just when Xu Qingmo turned around, she heard the movement behind her. She knew clearly that the boy picked up the knife again, and the next moment, there was a "puff" sound of the sharp blade penetrating flesh and bone.
There was no shock in Xu Qingmo's eyes. She just looked back at the boy and said coldly: "Remember, it was you who killed your sister!"
The spear in his hand turned slightly, and suddenly penetrated the bodies of the two children.
"General!"
"The general is injured!"
"Someone come quickly!"
When Xu Qingmo was carried away, she looked back at the two children lying on the ground. The two children opened their eyes angrily and stared in her direction.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Xu Qingmo took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down.
It wasn't until her breathing gradually calmed down that she raised her hands and looked at them carefully. Who would have thought that these slender, white hands had once been stained red with blood.
When he closed his eyes again, the eyes of those two children made it difficult for Xu Qingmo to fall asleep again.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Xu Qingmo got up and put on his coat to go for a walk in the yard.
When she made the slightest movement, the jacaranda sleeping outside woke up: "Girl!"
"I can't sleep anymore. Let's go for a walk. You have a good sleep and don't get up!" Xu Qingmo pressed the jacaranda that was about to get up. "I'll just walk in the yard and won't go anywhere else!"
Although Hua Ying was worried, but with Xu Qingmo holding her down like this, she really couldn't get up, so she responded: "That girl, please don't wander around!"
"Don't worry!" Xu Qingmo smiled, then opened the door and walked out.
Now that spring has begun, it has rained several times in succession in the past few days. Everything has revived, and even the land has a dampness.
Xu Qingmo stood under the sycamore tree, raising her hand and gently pressing it on her chest. There was a scar there, where the child's knife had grazed her heart. At that time, she had a high fever for several days and almost died.
But since that time, Xu Qingmo's heart has never softened.
The Yan family's uncle arrived at dawn. By that time, Xu Qingmo had already done two sets of boxing. When He Zhu came to see her, she was practicing martial arts with sweat profusely: "Girl!"
After Xu Qingmo heard He Zhu's voice, he immediately stopped his hand, took the cloth handed over by Qu Lian, wiped his sweat and walked towards He Zhu: "What's wrong?"
"Some uncles from the Yan family are here!" He Zhu looked at Xu Qingmo, looking a little anxious.
"Which uncle?" Xu Qingmo was a little surprised.
"The four uncles are all here!" He Zhu looked helpless.
The old lady of the Yan family was famous for her good health when she was young. She gave birth to children one after another. The couple always wanted to have a daughter, but they did not expect that they gave birth to five babies in a row until the sixth child. This is how I gave birth to a precious daughter like Mrs. Xu.
That was the girl that the five brothers had always cared about since childhood.
During the time when Mrs. Xu was ill, her uncle's family came several times, saying they wanted to see how Mrs. Xu was doing, but Xu Qingmo refused them all, saying that she had caught a cold and was recuperating.
Later Mrs. Wen made such a fuss and had no choice but to see Mrs. Xu come forward to see someone. But it was from this appearance that the Yan family knew that Mrs. Xu's illness was not simple.
It didn't take long for the news that Mrs. Wen was sent away by Mrs. Xu to reach Mrs. Yan's ears.
Mrs. Yan was very powerful. As soon as she heard the news and put it together, she understood the whole story. She told her sons about the matter at dawn the next day.
Only then did several uncles from the Yan family come to visit.
It was already half an hour later when Xu Qingmo changed clothes and put on makeup and went to Mrs. Xu's yard.
Xu Qingmo looked at the people sitting in the room and saluted quickly: "Hello uncles, Mo'er is late, please don't blame me!"
Mrs. Xu quickly helped to save the situation: "How can uncles blame you? They all know that you are practicing, so it will be troublesome to clean up!"
Yan Shaojun, the second eldest son of the Yan family, looked at Xu Qingmo carefully and saw that her face was rosy and her breathing was strong. She indeed looked like she was practicing regularly. He was somewhat satisfied: "Practice is hard, I'm sorry you persisted!"
"I've been doing this since I was a kid. I'm used to it, so I don't feel it's hard at all!" Xu Qingmo smiled, then walked to Mrs. Xu and sat down.
Yan Shaojun looked at Mrs. Xu carefully, and then said: "If something big happens to you, you, a child, won't say anything. Your father and brother are not here. If something big happens, how can you afford it?"
Xu Qingmo looked back at Mrs. Xu, who winked at her. She knew immediately that Mrs. Xu had told the Yan family everything.
"No matter what fault they make, it is also the Xu family. If others find out, it will inevitably lead to complications!" Xu Qingmo explained softly, "My father and brother are not in the house, and I have no one to rely on, so this is the only way!"
Yan Shaojun looked at Xu Qingmo for a long time, and saw that there was no trace of panic in her words, and she was obviously confident, so he became more satisfied with the child.
But in front of him, he was still majestic: "What does it mean to have no one to rely on? Although we are not your biological uncles, you still have to call us uncle, then we can naturally let you rely on us!"
