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I was abandoned again!
Finally, I am alone again!
Thinking of this, Ah Cheng felt as if his heart was being bitten by thousands of ants, and the pain was like a cone in the heart.
"If you want to kill or behead me, I'll leave it to you. No need to talk too much."
Murong Zhen slowly stepped forward and looked at the man on the ground.
"I would have told you to leave here and disappear from my sight."
"You thought Ouyang Xiaoxiao could protect you, but within a few days, you were back in my hands."
"It's time to pay back all this."
Ah Cheng knew that if he fell into Murong Zhen's hands again, he would definitely escape death.
It is already very difficult to survive.
His eyes were full of despair, and there was a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
"Murong Zhen, I consider myself unlucky."
"You can do whatever you want with it, I don't care."
He looked like he was not ready to live anymore, and he looked like he had lost his temper.
Murong Zhen snorted coldly: "Want to die? It's not that easy."
"The more you want to die, the less I will let you die."
A trace of panic flashed in Ah Cheng's eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"
Murong Zhen naturally caught the panic in the man's eyes, and there was a dangerous smile on his lips.
"Since you don't want to leave, then stay here for the rest of your life."
"I see there are a lot of weeds growing around here. What you have to do every day is to clean up all the weeds so that not a single one is left."
Hearing the man's words, Ah Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Murong Zhen wants to make himself a weeder!
Looking at the weeds all over the mountains and plains, he felt so many rejections that he might as well just die.
Murong Zhen seemed to have read through his thoughts and warned: "Don't think about death. If I find out that you end your own life, Liu Xue's life will only be more difficult."
Hearing the word "Liu Xue", Ah Cheng really panicked this time.
The only belief in his existence is Liu Xue, and now Murong Zhen threatens him with his beloved woman.
He couldn't die even if he wanted to.
He wants to live for Liu Xue and spend his whole life weeding for her.
He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred, and gritted his teeth: "Despicable!"
Murong Zhen's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Am I despicable?"
"Compared to the things you do, I am not one ten thousandth as good as you."
"I not only satisfied that you don't want to leave the western region, but also allowed you to continue living. This is a great mercy."
His words sounded to Acheng as if he was still grateful to Murong Zhen.
However, he had no ability to fight against the man in front of him, so he had to swallow his anger.
"Thank you, Master, for not killing me." He gritted his teeth and spoke out every syllable word by word.
Murong Zhen raised his head and laughed, a look of satisfaction flashing on his face.
"That's right, do it well!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Ah Cheng looked at the retreating figure, feeling anger, hatred, and hatred intertwined in his heart.
"Okay, go hoe the weeds quickly!" A bodyguard threw a hoe and sickle in front of Ah Cheng.
Urging the injured man to get up quickly and go to work.
Ah Cheng looked at the tall bodyguard in front of him and didn't dare to take a breath. He braced himself against the pain in his body, picked up the hoe on the ground and started to work.
"Let's go, let's go back too." Gu Siying pulled the man next to her and said softly.
Ye Xiu turned to look at Gu Siying beside him, nodded and said, "Okay, go home."
On the cliff, it suddenly became silent, and only the sound of weeding could be heard.
A petite figure suddenly appeared on the cliff.
"How's it going? Is the hoeing work easy?"
A sharp female voice came into Ah Cheng's ears.
When he slowly raised his head and saw the woman in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Murong Xin'er?"
Murong Xin'er raised the corners of her lips: "What? Are you surprised to see me?"
Ah Cheng stopped looking at the woman in front of him and continued to hoe the grass on the ground.
"What are you here for?"
Murong Xin'er slowly stepped forward, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.
"Of course I'm here to see Mrs. Zeng's bodyguard."
Ah Cheng looked indifferent: "If you just came to see my joke, then you got your wish and saw it. I still have to work, can you leave?"
Murong Xin'er stepped on the weeds on the ground and said leisurely: "I really haven't seen enough of your jokes, why should I leave."
"What? You're not arrogant now?"
She deliberately spread the weeds that Ah Cheng had just hoeed all over the floor.
Ah Cheng ignored it and continued to do the work in hand, ignoring Murong Xin'er.
When Murong Xin'er saw Ah Cheng's attitude, she was immediately furious. She walked up to him aggressively and stretched out one leg.
"My shoes are dirty, please clean them."
Ah Cheng did not stop to help the woman shine her shoes.
"I see that Madam is living a very happy life recently. She eats and drinks well every day. It seems that I have to go back and say more nice things to my father to make Madam's life more comfortable."
Murong Xin'er deliberately bit the word "Shun Xin" very hard, and Ah Cheng instantly understood the meaning of the woman's words.
He quickly knelt down and wiped Murong Xin'er's shoes with his sleeves.
Murong Xin'er was very satisfied when she saw this.
She picked up a sickle on the ground and rubbed the shiny blade against the man's face.
"How do you think your father would treat Madam if you died here on purpose?" There was a sinister smile on her face, and her voice was like a ghost.
Ah Cheng couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and his heart beat faster.
Murong Zhen's words kept coming back to his mind, if you die here, Liu Xue will not be able to live well.
For Xue'er's safety, he cannot die.
He raised his eyes with scarlet eyes: "Murong Xin'er, don't force me!"
Murong Xin'er was not afraid of the man in front of her at all now, her face was full of provocation.
"Did I force you? You don't want to live anyway, right? It's hard to hoe here every day, right?"
"You want to be free, right? Let me help you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she let out bursts of harsh laughter, which kept echoing on the edge of the cliff, making people panic after hearing it.
She held the sickle in her hand and kept moving away from the man's hand. If the blade deviated even slightly, Ah Cheng would definitely be injured.
"No, Miss Murong, I want to live well, not die!" Acheng shook his head violently, his eyes full of panic.
Seeing this man's appearance aroused Murong Xin'er's interest even more.
She slowly deviated from the blade and slashed towards the man's belly.
"Don't want to die? Then beg me!"
Instantly, Ah Cheng felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He could clearly feel blood flowing out, and the unpleasant smell of blood was nauseating.
His lips trembled: "I beg you, I can't die yet."
Murong Xin'er burst out laughing, raised her eyebrows and said, "The voice is too quiet, I can't hear you."
Ah Cheng immediately raised his voice: "Please, Miss Murong!"
Murong Xin'er turned the sickle in her hand and pulled it out from the man's stomach with great force. There was still bright red blood flowing on the tip of the knife, making people afraid to look directly at it.
"Let you go? When I begged you so hard, did you let me go?"
After finishing speaking, she raised the sickle in her hand again!