"It seems that daddy wrote it for me." Zi Tong carefully looked at the writing under the parchment scroll.
"Purple Eyes:
I'm sorry, I'm dead.
Don't be sad for me. I have many regrets in this life. The most gratifying thing is that I can have a daughter like you. Although I can't see what you look like, I know that you must be as beautiful as Zidie.
I didn't protect your mother well back then, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you this time either.
I know you have many questions in your mind, but you are still too weak now. If you want to find the truth and avenge your father, you must become stronger. All the truth is in the back mountain forest where I took you to practice swordsmanship.
There is a barrier set up there. When you have enough ability to find that barrier and break it, you will know everything..."
After reading the entire letter, my purple eyes felt hot.
From various small details before, Zi Tong has already guessed that Mr. Xue and his mother should know each other.
Now that she saw this letter, she realized that the relationship between Mr. Xue and Zidie was not just an ordinary acquaintance. He loved her, but he didn't seem to be the person her mother had chosen.
With many questions and clues to sort out, Zi Tong put away the roll of sheepskin, jumped out of the pit, bowed three times to Mr. Xue again, then bent down to hold the soil and sprinkle it on him.
Weiyang also came over to help. When the two of them buried Mr. Xue, Fentian had also discovered the traces of the purple disciple.
"Mom, where is the purple disciple?"
Zi Tong stood up and looked over. Sure enough, she saw Zi Tu in the ice and snow opposite. She was shocked. She quickly flew over and carefully probed Zi Tu's breath with her fingers. On the tip of her finger, his breath was very weak. After all,
You can still feel it.
Slightly relieved, Zi Tong carefully inspected his body and put her hand on his wrist veins.
"How is it?" Wei Young arranged Mr. Xue's grave and flew over.
"Severe fractures, internal organs damaged." Zi Tong frowned and answered, taking out a pill and stuffing it into his mouth, "Let's go, take him back to Zi's house first."
Compared with tracking down the murderer, the living person is naturally more important. In the current state of the purple disciple, if he cannot be treated in time, he may really die.
The two people carefully lifted the purple disciple onto Fen Tian's back, turned around and returned. Wei Young released the healing star technique of the temple to treat the purple disciple.
It's just that Zi Tu's injury is too serious. It sounds like the superposition of Zi Tong's elixir and Wei Yang's healing star technique won't be very effective. However, when the three of them finally returned to Zi's house, Zi Tu's pulse condition was compared to
It was obvious that he had gotten better at the beginning. It was hard to tell whether his health was good, but at least his life was safe.
"Purple disciple!"
Everyone had just carried Zitu into the room and put them on the pillow. Luo Jia's crying voice could already be heard from outside. She had brought the Bei brothers back with two young eagles. She happened to be nearby and heard that Zitu was injured.
After hearing the news, she immediately rushed over as fast as she could.
Seeing Zitu lying on the pillow with a blank face, Luo Jia's tears immediately burst into tears, and she rushed over to grab his palm. She just cried until she burst into tears, "It's all my fault... It's all my fault... Zitu...
You don’t want to... die... otherwise... I... I won’t live either..."
"Don't worry." Zi Tong patted her back comfortingly, "He can't die."