The rain wetted Zhao Ruhao's short dark brown hair. The young man ran all the way, his forehead was covered with wet water droplets, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or raindrops. He leaned on the door beam, exhaled pale hot air, and his breathing was anxious and short.
"What do you call Seizing Your Home Knife Field?"
The young man said indignantly: "Your father is dead, and your knife field has never recruited any customers. If it is so dilapidated, why don't you accept it if you give it to me for nothing? I know—"
It's clearly for you...
Before he could finish a sentence, he had exhausted all of Xu Wan'er's patience.
The girl gave him a disgusted look, turned around resolutely, her light-colored skirt fluttered slightly, and her backhand—
"boom!"
The door slammed loudly.
"Whether I, Xu Wan'er, is alive or dead, poor or rich, don't worry Mr. Zhao!"
The girl's resentful voice was covered with a muffled texture through the door, and the determination in her tone made people's hearts sink even more.
Zhao Ruhao knocked on the door in disbelief, and his voice was slightly irritable: "Xu Wan'er, are you crazy?"
"Do you know how long I begged my father, and how long I knelt in the ancestral temple? Now he finally let go, as long as you have a broken sign, we can all live in the center of the city!"
"Wait for me to beg again, he will be able to accept our marriage, and you will be able to marry me—"
"Who the hell wants to marry you!"
The girl in the room almost exploded with anger, her face was ashen, she kicked the door open suddenly, and the door bounced open, almost hitting Zhao Ruhao's face outside the door.
"Don't spoil my reputation here," Xu Wan'er stepped on the threshold and said every word, "I, Xu Wan'er, it's not that I can't get married!"
"Tch." Zhao Ruhao snorted.
He wiped the drops of water dripping from his temples, stroked his wet hair back, exposing his broad forehead and high nose bridge, proudly raised his jaw, and gave Xu Wan'er a light tap.
"Look at your bad temper, who can stand you? If I want to marry you, you can burn incense and worship Buddha."
Xu Wan'er: "..."
The girl was so angry that she could hardly speak, her considerable chest heaved violently, her pretty face was full of anger, her almond eyes were wide open, and she looked at Zhao Ruhao angrily.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Ruhao stared back without giving in.
A string in Xu Wan'er's head snapped.
She turned around angrily, rushed to the bed in three steps at a time, pulled up Xie Heng's hand who was lying on the bed, barely moving, and put it on her heart, facing Zhao Ruhao's sudden and almost murderous eyes, said firmly: " Brother Xie, I will marry you, will you marry me or not?"
Xie Heng lying on the gun: "???"
Facing the girl who was about to cry, but ruthlessly suppressed the tears back, Xie Heng's headache suddenly ached from her eyes glistening with water.
agree
This is not the reason.
Then... pretend to be dizzy
Will it hurt the heart of the savior
Fortunately, Xie Heng didn't need to make a choice, Zhao Ruhao who was outside the door was already like a series of ignited second kickers, with stares in his eyes, and smoke from all his orifices rushed into the door.
"Xu Wan'er," he said in disbelief, "You're keeping wild men at home behind my back?"
Wild man Xie Heng: "..."
"What wild man?" Xu Wan'er gritted her teeth, "It's my man!"
"I saved him, but he had nothing to repay, so he decided to give him his life—I agreed!"
Xie Heng, who was forced to agree with her body: "..."
"You, you, he...he's a liar!" Zhao Ruhao jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "He, he, he... He's trying to flirt with you! He's trying to fool you! Exemption order!"
"Excellent, exemption order."
Xu Wan'er snorted coldly.
The girl threw herself on the pile of firewood next to the stove, and kicked the pile of firewood away regardless of the flying ash covering her face, letting the wet firewood roll to the ground. She buried her head and pulled it a few times, and pulled out a silver square token from the deep earth nest.
Xu Wan'er wiped the token on the apron twice, barely enough to wipe off the dust, and slapped Xie Heng's hand with her backhand.
"Come on, Brother Xie, I'll give you this brand - you can enter the Xuanling Sect for free!"
A cold token fell into the palm, with mysterious lines engraved on the surface, heavy, like gold but not gold, like iron but not iron. As soon as it appeared, the gloomy stone house became a bit brighter, surrounded by a faint halo, just by pinching it in the palm of your hand, you could feel the aura of heaven and earth using it as a medium to continuously flow into your body.
Obviously not extraordinary.
Xie Heng held the token, smiled wryly and shook his head, this time he really had a headache.
Zhao Ruhao looked over with almost hatred in his eyes.
"Xu Wan'er," he said with a hoarse voice, "You want to give your father's belongings to this wild man of unknown origin and motives?"
"Give it to me, anyway, it can only be used by men." Xu Wan'er said aggressively, "I can't use it, so can't I decide who to use it for? Zhao Ruhao, after all, don't you and your father just want my brand? Today I will show you what it means to fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain!"
"… well!"
Zhao Ruhao stared viciously, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, his handsome face was distorted like a raging lion, Xie Heng could almost see a steelyard in front of the young man, and the weight of hatred quickly rose from "disgusting to see" to "to die together" ".
"You wait," he repeated, "you wait."
"Your Xu family's knife farm, I still have to buy it! This kind of rubbish-this year's Shangzong audit, let me see what you will do!"
"Wait a moment… "
Xie Heng finally found the opportunity, tried his best to stand up, coughed a few times weakly, and said in a low voice: "May I intervene?"
"I have nothing to say to you guys, see you for review!"
— This is Zhao Ruhao.
"If you have anything to say to him, the review will be reviewed. What a big deal?"
— This is Xu Wan'er.
Xie Heng was out of breath, touching the wound on his chest, and immediately covered his mouth and coughed heart-piercingly.
When he coughed violently and Xu Wan'er ran to the bed anxiously, Zhao Ruhao, who had caught everything in sight, was breathing more and more heavily. The young man gave a bitter "pooh" to the ground, turned around and ran wildly, drowning in the heavy rain outside the door.
Thunder approached.
The pattering rain gradually became louder, and the bean-sized water droplets shot at the ground like cannonballs, breaking up a hazy fog on the mud.
…
In the same rain curtain, Xie Ziyou was paralyzed on the slump, sadly finding out that the life of the son of a family in the so-called fantasy world is really boring.
It's not just a boring practice of exercise, but it's a battle training for the teacher as a sandbag, and chopping swords against a wooden stake. There are 10,000 swords cut every day, and each strike must penetrate three points into the wood. Almost scrapped.
Moreover, both Xie Yushen and Wang Yun thought that Xie Ziyou had obtained the glazed sword bone, so he should be radiant and fly into the sky.
Xie Ziyou was miserable, so he had to use the points he wanted to save to exchange for illusions to add points to his practice and kendo talent, which could support the image of a "latecomer first comer" genius, which was more tiring than the burden of idols.
The only cool thing...
The young man turned sideways slightly, stretched out his thin arms, hooked the fruit plate made of porcelain on the mahogany table in front of the couch, twisted an emerald grape, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Mmm, it's so sweet.
This is the advantage of being a son of an aristocratic family. As long as you wave your hand, someone will rush to deliver delicious food. It's a pity that the cooking skills of the cook at home are still a bit ordinary, and there is a long way to Guan Heng...
The familiar name subconsciously flashed across his mind, Xie Ziyou's eyes darkened suddenly, and the emerald green grapes he had twisted rubbed against his white fingertips for a moment, and finally he sighed softly and put them back the way they came.
All of a sudden I lost my appetite.
Suddenly there was a chuckle from outside the door, someone walked slowly, and laughed loudly: "What's bothering my cousin?"
As the voice drifted closer, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old walked in outside the door, wearing a light blue cloud brocade suit, black hair, black hair, handsome features, eyes slightly narrowed, the eyes under the willow eyebrows were as thick as ink that could not be melted .
There was a puppy at his feet, its body was beautiful brown, its curly fluff was as soft as cotton, its nose was moist, its eyes showed a hint of murderousness, its front paws pawed the ground from a distance, and it bared its fangs at Xie Ziyou.
Xie Ziyou frowned slightly, turned over and sat up from the couch.
It was one of his cousins, Xie Peng, the son of the elders of the clan, who had the highest status among the younger generation of the Xie family besides Xie Ziyou.
"I have nothing to worry about." Xie Ziyou said, "It's just boring."
The young man put his hands behind his back, raised his jaw slightly, and said softly: "Didn't my cousin just get the glazed sword bone? Why, I'm tired of playing in just a few days?"
Xie Ziyou thought, it's none of your business.
Although Xie Peng in front of him had a peaceful face and a smile on his face, but the kung fu of hypocrisy and obedience was obviously not good enough. Under the envious gaze that seemed to be a thorn in his side, the hidden evil thoughts were almost completely exposed.
"Alas," Xie Peng sighed with feigned regret, "it's a pity that I went to visit Xuguan, and I was able to go home today, but I didn't have the chance to see such a spiritual bone. Cousin, my cousin is very envious of your blessing. .”
How did you miss it
Xie Ziyou thought, it is on the table.
It's not called being unlucky, it's called being blind.
But he will definitely not tell Xie Peng the truth and cause trouble for himself.
In fact, Xie Ziyou also had his own considerations for placing the glazed sword bones on the table.
It is said that the most dangerous place is also the safest. The best way to hide a sum of money is not to guard it heavily, but to wrap it in the most common plastic bag and pile it with the garbage.
The same is true for the glazed sword bone. Xie Ziyou thought that he was hiding it close to his body in a serious manner, but it was better to put it casually and make a dismissive gesture.
No one will doubt it to this bone.
According to common sense, the villain "Xie Ziyou" is so jealous of the protagonist. After getting the protagonist's spiritual bone, he will definitely integrate into his body immediately. How could he put the spiritual bone indiscriminately
Xie Ziyou thought that he was thoughtful enough, but the next second, the scene in front of him made him widen his eyes in horror——
Xie Peng saw chicken legs, side dishes, pastries, melons and fruits on the table, and a piece of melon skin and shells scattered around, so he picked up a few bones from the leftovers and threw them into the distance!
"Go, darling, pick it up." The boy smiled.
The puppy at his feet growled lowly, and flew out suddenly, with its fangs shining, it grabbed the bone in its mouth!
Xie Ziyou: "!!!"
Fuck!