"Going far!" The girl's voice passed through the water and reached her ears hazily.
"Pfft! Hufufu..." Zhuo Ping'an raised his head from the fish tank and looked at Wang Xiaoxiang, who was blushing with embarrassment, and was stunned for a moment.
"Pfft!" Zhuo Ping'an quickly jumped out of the water and said in a panic: "Sister Xiaoxiang, thank you so much!"
"It's okay..." Wang Xiaoxiang blushed and buried her head. Thinking that Zhuo Ping'an had touched somewhere on her just now, she felt even more ashamed.
Zhuo Pingan was outside the bathtub with his back to Wang Xiaoxiang, patting the water on his body, while Wang Xiaoxiang just buried his head.
"I..." Wang Xiaoxiang was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhuo Ping'an's words.
"Too..." Zhuo Pingan calmed down his panic and turned around. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wang Xiaoxiang.
"I..." Seeing Zhuo Pingan stopped, Wang Xiaoxiang was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhuo Pingan again.
"Too..." The two of them spoke at the same time and interrupted at the same time.
At this time, Wang Xiaoxiang was even more panicked. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Zhuo Ping'an.
Zhuo Ping'an took a breath and said to Wang Xiaoxiang: "Sister Xiaoxiang, thank you so much."
"Ping An, I really don't believe that dad wants to kill you. Since childhood, he has treated you even better than me." Wang Xiaoxiang lowered his head and rubbed a piece of flower with his small hands.
"I don't know either! But I believe that if I can't return to the sect, Uncle Wang will kill me. Also, Sister Xiaoxiang! From now on, call me Zhuo Yi, and don't call me Zhuo Pingan. I hate this name! As soon as I was born, My mother disappeared and my father became a useless person. Now, Qianye died at the hands of a mysterious man for me. And my father was assassinated by the second elder...it is not safe at all..." At this point, Zhuo Pingan choked up. He could say no more.
"Peace! No, Zhuoyi. I understand your pain. When my mother passed away, I felt as uncomfortable as you. What's more, you lost twice as many relatives as me at the same time. What are your plans next?" Wang Xiaoxiang has become a lot more sensible. He originally wanted to keep Zhuo Yi and ask for an explanation from his father. But the situation just now told her that everything Zhuoyi said might be true. At this moment, the blush on Wang Xiaoxiang's face has faded, and her beautiful eyes are like stars in the night sky, looking at Zhuo Yi with a look of care.
"I don't know either! When the Great Elder died, he told me to keep going northeast!" Zhuoyi lowered his head, and while he was talking, his stomach growled a few times.
Wang Xiaoxiang heard Zhuo Yi's stomach growl, she covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Turn around!"
Zhuoyi touched his belly awkwardly, saying that he didn't mean it, and then turned around obediently.
Wang Xiaoxiang watched Zhuo Yi turn around and stand up from the bathtub. She quickly put on the clothes hanging on the hanger, walked to the side, took out two cakes from the table, and handed them to Zhuoyi.
"No! You eat this first to fill your stomach. I'll prepare some food for you. If you go northeast, you will be hungry and cold along the way." Wang Xiaoxiang looked at Zhuo Yi, who was three years younger than him, and said Face doting.
"Well, well, thank you, Sister Xiaoxiang!" Zhuoyi wolfed down the pancake while looking at Wang Xiaoxiang. Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes again inadvertently.
The Wang Xiaoxiang in front of her is Wang Chang's only daughter. She was born in August 2323 in Hanhai. She has been very kind to her since she was a child. Perhaps it was because their fathers had told them that they had a marriage contract between their fingers. Therefore, the relationship between the two has always been very good.
While thinking, Wang Xiaoxiang had already packed the baggage. She handed it to Zhuo Yi and said, "Zhuo Yi, sister believes in you! If you can become a strong man one day, then remember to come back and marry me!"
Wang Xiaoxiang didn't know what was wrong at the moment. She felt very uncomfortable looking at Zhuo Yi who was running away alone. She suddenly hugged Zhuoyi and said some impulsive words.
Zhuoyi was hugged by Wang Xiaoxiang and felt the girl's body temperature. His body froze instantly. He slowly hugged Wang Xiaoxiang tightly. After being nervous for a long time, he finally nodded: "Yes!"
Zhuoyi didn't know if he could come back in the future, but Wang Xiaoxiang's words still touched his young heart for a long time. He secretly decided in his heart: I will definitely come back in the future!
Zhuo Yi was only 1.5 meters tall at this moment, while Wang Xiaoxiang was already 1.7 meters tall. The two people who were 20 centimeters taller looked particularly uncoordinated when they hugged each other.
Under the night, the light blue moonlight shone lazily, like a layer of light blue gauze covering the mountains. From a distance, it was very beautiful. However, these scenery seemed a bit redundant to Zhuo Yi, who was running away all the way. He was not in the mood to appreciate such beautiful scenery at all.
Just like that, Zhuo Yi ran all the way in the mountains for who knows how long. Weary, he was about to sit down and rest when he saw a masked man in black sitting on a rock in the distance. His clothes blended in with the environment. If it weren't for the light blue moonlight, Zhuoyi wouldn't have been able to spot him.
Zhuoyi looked at him in horror, not daring to move. Like the god of death, he stood up slowly and walked towards Zhuoyi.
One step, two steps, three steps... Zhuoyi's heart trembled violently with each step he took.
The man didn't speak, he just showed his long sword and slowly walked towards Zhuo Yi.
"Run!" When the word appeared in Zhuoyi's mind, the man in black was less than ten steps away from him. Zhuoyi opened his legs and ran wildly.
The man in black just raised his sword and lowered his hand, and a cyan light blade slashed towards Zhuoyi's back.
In the distance, the pale-haired old man looked at Zhuo Yi, who was about to be struck by the light blade. Just as he was about to take action, he quickly dodged behind a tree and hid. The probe looked at the sky above the open space and saw a person standing in the air.
"Dang!" The sound of metal colliding came from behind. Zhuo Yi turned around and saw a man in gorgeous clothes standing in the air. He looked at the man in black and said, "Your Majesty, you are so elegant! It's better to kill a boy who has no star. How about killing him?" In this case, what can I do for you?"
The man in black looked at the man in rich clothes standing in the air, frowned, and said, "I don't bother you, sir! Please don't stop me!"
The voice of the man in black was very hoarse, like an old man.
"Haha! I don't like beating around the bush! To tell you the truth, this kid has a destiny with me. If he doesn't want to die, just leave!" The man in Chinese clothes who was walking in the air laughed and walked towards Zhuoyi.
"Okay! I'm actually destined to meet you, so I'll give it to you." The figure of the man in black flashed and disappeared into the night.
"What's your name?" The man in Chinese clothes came to Zhuoyi and asked cordially.
"Zhuo... Yi!" Zhuo Yi replied vigilantly.
"Well! Let's go. I see that you have been running towards Xunzhang City all night. You must be going to Xunzhang City. I just happened to take you for a ride." The man said, took out a strange boat and took the lead in stepping on it. Go up.
Zhuoyi took a look at this strange-looking boat. I saw that it had something like wings in several directions, suspended in the air, but the wings did not flap, only a subtle "buzzing" sound kept coming from the inside of the ship.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhuo Yi was about to step onto the boat, but suddenly he saw a long sword emitting blue light that magnified in his eyes.
"Seeking death!" The man in Chinese clothes snorted coldly, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Yi, blocking the attack. However, at this moment, Zhuoyi screamed "ah" and fell down.
The Huazi man hurriedly hugged Zhuoyi, only to see a black dagger stuck in Zhuoyi's back. The Chinese man's face was gloomy.
"Come out!" The man in Chinese clothes punched the dark bushes on the side.
I saw the man in black robe just now quickly jumped out of the bushes and ran towards the forest.
"Want to leave? You killed people in front of me and you still want to leave?" The man in Chinese clothes held Zhuo Yi in one hand, and with a flash of his body, he came to the man in black robe and punched him hard.
"Pfft!" The man in black robe couldn't dodge and was punched directly. In an instant, blood spurted out and the black cloth covering his face fell off.
"Wang..." Zhuoyi looked at the familiar face and was about to say something when the pain in his back made him faint.
"Zhuoyi?" The man in Chinese clothes looked at Zhuoyi with his eyes closed, and quickly checked Zhuoyi's breathing to confirm that he was not dead, but just fainted, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, after this slight delay, the man in black took out a golden talisman. As the light door appeared, he disappeared in front of the man in rich clothes. If Zhuo Yi was awake, he would definitely look familiar to this golden talisman.
"Hmph! You're lucky with the little teleportation talisman. The secret technique that can hide the breath, and the small teleportation talisman. It seems that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time!" The Huazi man snorted coldly, hugged Zhuoyi, and jumped onto the strange boat. Escape quickly towards the northeast.
Xunzhang City.
This is the southeastern border of the Yuncang Empire. Because it borders the God Burial Mountains and trades with many small countries in the southeast, a prosperous city has slowly formed at the intersection of traffic. It is Xunzhang City.
I saw that Xunzhang City is adjacent to Yulongjiang River in the south and the hinterland of Yuncang Empire in the north. West City Gate, a wide carriage road, extends straight into the depths of the Burial God Mountain Range. I saw busy traffic on the road. Some cars are tied up with unknown monsters, some cars are filled with unknown medicinal materials, and some cars are filled with people in uniforms... Look at the Yulongjiang Pier, where countless ships of various sizes are coming. Shuttle back and forth.
It is said that if you take a boat down the Yulong River, you can pass through many cities in small southeastern countries and finally enter the boundless Zenan Sea.
On the edge of Xunzhang City, there is a gorgeous mansion with a plaque that reads: Han Mansion.
At this time, the sun was already high in the sky, and the neither hot nor cold sunlight shone on the entire Han Mansion, giving it a quiet and peaceful look.
At this moment, many people dressed as servants were busy coming and going throughout the Han Mansion. Judging from the blood in the hands of some of the servants who came out, we probably guessed that someone was injured, and there was a lot of bleeding.
"How's it going? Zhuoyi." A man who looked like a doctor gently closed the door, and the man in Chinese clothes from last night asked hurriedly.
"I have treated the wound, but he lost too much blood. Whether he can survive or not depends on him. To be honest, the probability of him surviving is less than 10%. The material used to make this dagger is very strange , the cut wound actually bleeds non-stop. If it weren’t for the ancestral prescription, I’m afraid I would have been helpless by now.” The man who looked like a doctor cupped his hand towards the man in Chinese clothes, and handed a black dagger in his sleeve to To the man in fine clothes.
"I hope he can survive!" The man in Chinese clothes sighed after hearing the doctor's treatment results. He took the black dagger and looked at it carefully.
I saw a very familiar font printed on the handle of the dagger. The Chinese man thought for a while, and his expression changed drastically.
"Daddy!" Just as the man was thinking, a middle-aged woman in the distance came towards here holding an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. Looking at the person coming, the man in colorful clothes quickly put away the dagger.
"Is that the brother you mentioned inside?" The female doll ran to the man in colorful clothes, grabbed his big hand affectionately, and stared at the door curiously.
"That's right! Aren't you saying that you are bored alone? Someone will play with you from now on. Let's go have lunch!" The man in Chinese clothes picked up the girl and touched the tip of her nose kindly with his index knuckle. After that, he walked towards the other house. The group quickly followed.
Pain, still pain. In Zhuoyi's mind, there was nothing else except this word. This kind of pain is not only physical, but also painful from the soul.
"Wang...Uncle...No! Wang Chang..." Zhuoyi, who was in a coma, kept mumbling.
At this moment, in Zhuoyi's dream. It is boundless darkness, except loneliness, it is still loneliness. Suddenly a light appeared in the distance. Zhuo Yi squinted and saw that it was Wang Chang. Wang Chang stretched out his hand and motioned to take Zhuo Yi away from here. It took Zhuoyi a lot of effort to grab his hand, but the corners of his mouth rose infinitely, and his entire face slowly twisted into a demonic shape. Zhuoyi wanted to break away but couldn't. He could only watch the devil's ferocious mouth slowly bite towards his head. Zhuoyi struggled and shouted, but no matter how much he shouted, no sound came out.
"Ah..." Zhuoyi, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly sat up and kept yelling.
"Creak!" The servant outside the door heard the noise and immediately opened the door. He saw Zhuo Yi closing his eyes, baring his teeth and claws, and kept saying "Ah" in his mouth.
"Is this evil?" The servant was frightened and quickly turned around and ran to another house. As he ran, he shouted: "Master! Master! The young master is awake! Come and have a look!"
When the man in colorful clothes heard the servant's shout, he rushed out of the study and ran towards the room where Zhuoyi was.
As soon as he entered the door, the man in rich clothes was stunned. He quickly came to Zhuoyi's side and slapped him on the back of Zhuoyi's neck. Zhuoyi fainted on the spot.
The man in Chinese clothes took a breath and said calmly: "He must be a nightmare! Fortunately, I arrived quickly, otherwise he would have torn the wound on his back with such force. In that case, it would really be hopeless. .”
The man in colorful clothes slowly put Zhuo Yi down and continued to the servant: "You continue to take care of him. If anything happens, come to me immediately."
"Yes! Master." Several servants replied respectfully.
The man in rich clothes slowly covered Zhuo Yi with a quilt, sighed, and walked out. He thought to himself: "This kid is really lucky. His blood has almost dried up and he is still alive. I wonder if it has something to do with the bag hanging on his chest. Fortunately, it is a good thing to wake up! It seems that God has You are still on my side, Qian'er can be saved."
The man in colorful clothes was thinking as he walked out.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Zhuo Yi never woke up again. During this period, the man in Chinese clothes came to see him a few more times.
On the night of the third day, Zhuoyi, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and glanced around the brightly lit room. After finding no one there, I wanted to sit up. However, the pain in his back made him give up the idea. He recalled the face he looked at when he was unconscious that night, with a look of sadness on his face.
He never thought that the person who had brought him from darkness to light countless times, the person who only pampered him, the person who stood by him at all times, actually wanted to kill him. Zhuoyi couldn't figure it out.
"Are you awake!?" Suddenly, a little girl sneaked out from under the bed, looked at Zhuoyi with his eyes wide open, and said in surprise.
"Who are you?" Zhuoyi was startled by her and tried to move, but failed.
"My name is Han Qian'er! I heard from dad that your name is Zhuo Yi. How old are you?" the little girl named Han Qian'er looked at Zhuo Yi curiously and asked.
After Zhuoyi made sure that the little girl in front of him had no intention of harming him, he replied calmly: "Hanhai was born in 2326."
The little girl plucked her fingers and did the math, and then said happily: "Wow! 12 years old, you are the same age as me!"
"Gugu!" The little girl was about to continue speaking when she heard Zhuo Yi shouting from his abdomen.
"Hahaha!" The little girl smiled, pushed away the door, and chattered to the servant outside for a while.
After the servant left, the little girl jumped back. Seeing Zhuoyi struggling to sit up, she quickly supported his back. In this way, the little girl exerted all her strength to suck the milk, while Zhuo Yi moved with a grin on his face. After some tossing, he finally sat up against the head of the bed.
Zhuoyi was breathing heavily, as if he had just sprinted several hundred meters.
"When were you born?" the little girl asked again when she saw Zhuoyi sitting up.
"Why are you asking this?" Zhuoyi replied without anger.
"Of course it depends on who is older and who is younger. I want to know, should I call you brother or brother?" Han Qian'er looked naughty.
"June 19th!" Zhuo Yi rolled his eyes at the little girl and said.
"I am September 16th! It seems you are the older brother!" the little girl said in frustration.
"Wait! June 19th, September 16th?" Han Qier became excited again, as if she had discovered some secret.
