In his previous life, even though he knew that the original owner had no choice, Ye Suer still sneaked into his house and cried sadly: "Brother Pei!"
The original owner was at a loss and could only watch her cry. As the early morning, the voices gradually rose. She gritted her teeth, removed her shyness, and took off her clothes: "Brother Pei!"
In fact, when she recalled at this time, she already had the will to die. When she thought about it carefully, it was the look of the deer dying.
The most cowardly thing is that the original owner did not dare to possess her at this time in order to fear trouble. The original owner could not forget her eyes after being rejected. It was not even dead, only a hole.
She will be presented to the bandits, and her beloved person has no courage to possess her.
Her heart had turned into ashes.
Later, in the past life, the original owner was a key figure in the contemporary great prosperity. She had three leaves and two fruits, and the original owner was unable to distinguish the night of the back mountain of the sect... Is her love for herself, or is she determined to be in harmony?
The original owner owns the plum blossoms between his eyebrows. After five years, he realized the role of the plum blossoms. He had already missed her. However, Mr. Xie got her, so he has been in the world of immortal cultivation...
Even if the Tianmen opened and became a casual cultivator, the matter was not secret and the plum blossoms were seized, she still pleaded with Mr. Xie several times before she lived before the celebration.
These memories quickly passed by, and Pei Ziyun's eyes were quiet. No matter what, all this began to change. At this time, he took advantage of the situation to hug her and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."
"I have all killed these thieves."
"Um!"
As soon as these words were said, the arms became wet. After a long time, Ye Suer in Pei Ziyun's arms responded. With this response, Pei Ziyun only felt his eyebrows lit up, and a small white plum appeared in front of him, which quickly enlarged and turned into a translucent information frame.
"Name: Pei Ziyun
Permission: None (parasitic)
Race of life: human
Occupation: Childhood
Skills: Introduction to the Four Books and Five Classics (Incomplete), Introduction to the Songfeng Sword Technique (Incomplete)”
Then, a line of red characters appeared on the data box: "Task: Save Ye Suer (80%), skill point +1, and as soon as Pei Ziyun's gaze moved over, a message came into his mind.
"Is this possible add some?" Pei Ziyun was overjoyed.
When he came to this strange world, even Pei Ziyun couldn't help but feel insecure. He was just suppressed, but as he fought, his urgency became heavier and heavier.
Now, he finally relaxed a little, and without thinking, he just wanted to get started with Songfeng Sword Technique (incomplete).
"Buzz" Pei Ziyun directly felt a faint warm current appeared, and quickly circulated in his body, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the introduction to Songfeng Sword Technique (incomplete) became the entry-level.
This change was only a moment, but Ye Suer seemed a little confused at this time. She raised her head and looked at Pei Ziyun blankly.
Pei Ziyun didn't say much about her doubts, but just said softly: "I am a brother of the hunter son in the village. He knows some martial arts. He once saw him practice, so he learned some."
Pei Ziyun touched Ye Suer's face and said this.
Ye Suer couldn't help but tremble. She smelled the bloody body of Pei Ziyun, put her face on her chest, feeling the heart and temperature. Even if Pei Ziyun spoke easily, she was very familiar with Pei Ziyun. Such courage and fierceness were love for herself, and Ye Suer couldn't speak.
The silver-white moonlight illuminates the uneven villages.
From a distance, you can see that Woniu Village is different tonight. The village chief is brightly lit, and several torches are lit, and people are coming and going.
"Brother Pei, you said those aunts and aunts are so good at ordinary times, how could they suddenly become like this?" Ye Suer said softly.
All of them tore off their usual kind disguise and forced her to not go to Heifeng Village, she would be the sinner in the whole village.
"Brother Pei, I was very scared just now, afraid that I would never see you again." Ye Suer leaned against Pei Ziyun's chest, with her eyes full of horror, and she said in fear.
"Don't be afraid, the matter has passed, let's go back to the village now." Seeing Ye Suer still a little scared, Pei Ziyun said lightly: "They are also for their own survival."
"We can understand, but we should not be kind enough to recognize."
"But we still have to go back now. Let's take it as if this hasn't happened before. Don't be afraid. I've killed these bandits. They won't send you to the Black Wind Thieves now. My teacher has some influence. You can hide from him."
"As for anything else, I will naturally solve it." As he said that, Pei Ziyun stretched out his hand and gently brushed Ye Suer's hair behind his ears, revealing the delicate side face under his long hair, the tip of his nose, the curved eyebrows, the eyelashes were slightly curled upward, and the childish face couldn't help but become obsessed with it.
"Yeah!" Ye Su'er responded, and the two went to the village, and the figure sneaked into their home.
Woniu Village
The sun always appears earlier in the mountains, red, gradually revealing eyes from the bottom of the mountain, and the whole world is brought with it a bright light. It is dawn, and the roosters in the village are clamoring for dawn.
The village chief is a middle-aged man, about forty years old. Looking at the rice bags, he brought people with him last night and finally prepared all the food and goods that the Black Wind Thieves wanted. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even if this day is over, it will be peaceful for a while.
At this moment, an old woman walked in, walked to the village chief's ear, and whispered to the village chief. The village chief nodded: "It's better if the person is still there. You can watch her. Without her, these bandits will not give up, and then a disaster will come."
When the old woman heard the village chief say this, she was shocked and quickly nodded.
The sky was getting brighter and the bandits were asking for goods in the morning, but it was already the third day of the day and still did not come. They couldn't help but feel strange. They were hesitant and didn't know what was going on.
As soon as the day was dawn, many people became brave. Zhang Dashan said, "Village Chief, I'll go and see what happened. These bandits come to the village to collect grain every year and are unwilling to make a mortal enemy. I will also meet them. Let's see if there is no problem."
"Well, these people usually rest in temples outside the village. No one goes there on weekdays. You go and find it, be polite."
Zhang Dashan responded and left and arrived at the ruined temple.
Seeing that the temple gate was wide open and there was no sound inside, I stretched my head and looked inside. I was shocked when I saw that two black wind thieves had been chopped and killed. One was stabbed through the chest by a bamboo gun and cut off their necks, while the other was chopping their heads with a knife, and their heads rolled to the ground.
Zhang Dashan stayed like a wooden man. A cool breeze blew a small wood chip on his shoulder. He was shocked and realized that the terrifying situation at the moment was not a dream. He suddenly woke up and was so scared that he used both hands and feet, so he crawled out.
When he got outside, Zhang Dashan breathed in his breath. His heart was pounding, his ears were roaring, and he was dizzy. He forced himself to run back. When he saw the village chief, he screamed strangely: "Not good, no good."
Seeing this expression, the village chief suddenly felt weak and asked, "What's wrong, are you going to scare us to death?"
Zhang Dashan was still a little clear-headed at this time and took the village chief to the hidden place: "Village chief, those black wind thieves cannot come, they will all die and be cut to death in the temple!"
The village chief was stunned, his eyes straightened, and a gust of wind blew, and the village chief trembled all over and said tremblingly: "Is this true? Don't you dream!"
"Village Chief, you'll know when you go and take a look." Zhang Dashan glanced at the others and said in a low voice.
The village chief looked at the sky, and after a long time, he stood up without saying a word and ran to the ruined temple. With just a glance, his body shaking, his goal was to see two bloody corpses, but he didn't see the thief's head, and he thought that a great disaster was coming.
"The disaster has come, our Woniu Village is over..."
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After another moment, the whole village was shocked, and people came and went, and no one cared about Ye Suer at this time. Ye Suer listened to the intermittent discussion and crying outside, and his face looked worried.
"Su'er, it doesn't matter, I just saw the dead corpse of the bandit."
"I am a scholar. The village didn't expect that I would kill me, but you couldn't affect me, but you were in trouble. However, my mentor Mr. Zhao is teaching in the village hall and is righteous. In this disaster, I will send you to my husband's place. Mr. Wang is kind and righteous, and I will definitely protect us." Pei Ziyun took a shower at this time and came out wearing clothes.
Ye Suer couldn't help but be happy and worried: "What if the gentleman thinks I'm just a woman and doesn't want to protect me?"
"If sir doesn't want to, I will take you far away." Pei Ziyun's eyes flashed with bright divine light, and he said firmly: "It will never let you fall into the hands of thieves."
"Ye Suer" Ye Suer answered softly.
Mr. Zhao’s residence is in a bamboo forest, which is a little far away from the village. If you are just a little off, you don’t have to hide. With Ye Suer’s hand, Pei Ziyun strode towards Mr. Zhao’s house.
The bamboo forest is vast, and from a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​bamboo. Therefore, the gentleman loves it and builds his bamboo house here.
Mr. Zhao was drinking in the yard.
There was a plate of fried bacon on the small table, without any oil, and it was fragrant. There was also a plate of tofu, with a few scallions sprinkled on it. The tofu was fried on it and it looked extremely tempting. At this moment, the gentleman was holding a glass of sake and slightly covered with his long sleeves to drink a cup.
After drinking a sip of sake, I was picking up a piece of bacon. At this time, I saw a man and a woman coming in. I calmed down and found that it was my own student and a girl.
"So it's Ziyun. Why are you standing there? Let's sit!"
Ye Suer had seen Mr. Zhao several times, but she was in a different mood at this time. She looked at her carefully and saw that the middle-aged scholar was wearing a blue shirt, medium figure, long face, and two dark eyebrows. A flash of light in her eyes made people dare not look at her. She couldn't help but jump.
Pei Ziyun did not sit down. He was in a complicated mood and got the original owner's memory. He naturally knew that this person was the elder of Songyun Sect. He had many opportunities to practice Taoism, but the original owner was very pedantic and believed that these were all "Zi didn't speak of strange powers and chaotic spirits", so he naturally had no fate.
Chapter completed!