Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of Jianxian in this latest chapter!The night is thick.

Wu Xiaofang has not slept yet.

He was drinking alone in the backyard at home.

Wu Xiaofang is in a bad mood.

He was hesitating whether he should take the initiative to apologize to Lin Beichen to avoid possible retaliation-after all, the champion of Tianjiao hegemony has enough weight. Retaliation is completely a matter of words.

When he was drunk and drunk, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and saw a strange figure, leap from outside the courtyard wall and fell in front of him.

"Who are you? Ye Chuang's house, you..."

Wu Xiaofang stood up suddenly, alert in his heart.

"You are Wu Xiaofang of the Third College?"

The stranger wore the official uniform of the police station, looked dignified, and spoke. A terrible and coercive coercion came to his face, making Wu Xiaofang's heart jump, and he was sober.

"I am me……"

Wu Xiaofang got nervous.

Is the revenge coming so fast?

Still using the official force of the police department.

Lin Beichen, this dude, is too cruel.

"Very good. The provincial investigation team needs your cooperation. From now on, you are quarantined. You have to accept our inquiry. You can't leave here one step before tomorrow's grand competition."

The stranger raised his hand a little.

A profound energy burst out of the air.

Wu Xiaofang felt the profound energy and power in his body, and he was immediately sealed.

He was terrified.

...

Northwest District of Yunmeng City.

Slums in a relative sense.

The houses here are low, the buildings are mostly made of grass and trees, the ground is dirt roads, the planning is messy, and the air is filled with a smell that does not know where it comes from.

Ditches and garbage on both sides of the street are congested, and hungry wild dogs and wild cats turn through the garbage in the night to find food...

Deep in a dark alley, there is a house for the poor.

The low, small earthen wall can no longer completely protect the three solitary wooden houses in the courtyard. Sharpened wooden guns pierce the city fences to fill up the collapse of the earth walls. Obviously, it was carefully repaired by the owner.

But the form is more than the meaning.

The bamboo fence doesn't really stop the intruders. Even the wild cats and wild dogs outside can skip the drill and enter the yard.

The soil in the yard was stepped on neatly.

Under the right courtyard wall, there is an old well.

In the courtyard on the left, there are a few ridges

.

An old white dog crawling on the vegetable patch was sleeping on a pile of firewood.

The three old wooden houses are in a zigzag shape, separated and located in a small courtyard.

In the low cabin on the left, candlelight flickered slightly.

Inside the house.

"Mother, how are you feeling?"

Mu Xinyue was wearing a tattered but clean cloth robes, carrying a bowl of warm green vegetable porridge, sitting beside a shabby wooden bed with a gentleness that would never appear in school And concerns.

A middle-aged woman lies on the bed.

The woman's hair was sparse, her eyes were deep, and she looked like a withered, but her rough facial contours can still be seen. She must have been a rare beauty when she was young.

The facial features are vaguely similar to Mu Xinyue.

"Yue'er, mother's body, it won't last long, you...ah..."

Halfway through the words, the woman screamed suddenly, her body twitched violently, and her pale red face appeared extremely abnormal, which was obviously extremely painful.

Struggling, the whole bed trembles, as if to collapse at any time.

"Mother, how are you, mother, don't scare me..."

Mu Xinyue panicked.

She hurriedly grabbed the woman's hands and entered her profound energy desperately.

The middle-aged woman screamed suddenly, her body suddenly straightened, like a rope about to be pulled off.

It took a long time for her to relax slowly, a low moan in her mouth, and her face gradually returned to normal, but the thin quilt covering her body was almost wet!

"Mother...no...it's fine."

A trace of kindness appeared on the face of the middle-aged woman. She raised her hand hard and wiped away the tears in the corner of Mu Xinyue's eyes. She said, "Xiaoyue'er, don't cry, I'm sorry for you. These years have dragged you so long. Time, you have to go to school and make money again, for the sake of your mother, you suffer..."

"Mother, I am your daughter."

Mu Xinyue held the woman's hand tightly and cried and shook her head: "As long as I still have a breath, I must take care of the mother and treat the mother... No matter what the price is, you must heal you. ."

Her weak side has never been seen by anyone except her mother.

"Mother...Mother is not working... Xiaoyue'er, you don't have to care about the mother. The mother's body is not saved. Rather than let me live so painfully, it's better to die earlier and be relieved..."

Middle-aged woman is weak and authentic.

"No, mother, I don't allow you to say that..."

Mu Xinyue panicked, like a deer who broke into the dark forest.

Even if it was during the day, she had made a certain determination, but at this time, she could not really take action.

"Xiaoyue'er, the mother knows clearly that she can't live for a few days. When the mother dies, you can leave here, get rid of the demon, live your life, find a good man to marry..." Chaotic.

Mu Xinyue's eyes froze violently, his pupils narrowed and enlarged.

Her heart suddenly hardened and sneered, "Man in the world, there is no good thing. Even if I die, I will never marry..."

The voice did not fall.

Boom!

The door of the chalet was violently pushed open.

A gust of wine flew in.

"Huh? Xiaoyue'er is back."

A stout man squeezed into the door.

When the middle-aged man smiled, he showed an ugly yellow tooth, with an imperative tone, directly reached out: "The agreed time is up, give me money, and I'm out of luck tonight, and I've lost it again."

Mu Xinyue's heart suddenly became extremely cold.

She stood up and looked at the man in front of her that she should be called a "father". The kind of gaze seemed to be looking at a stinking wild dog from a dirty puddle.

"No money today."

Mu Xinyue slowly and authentically.

"No money?"

The expression of the stout man suddenly became angry. He slapped his hand and slapped it on Mu Xinyue's face. He shouted, "What are you doing when you don't have any money? Laozi comes back happily to get money. Tell me the result? Little bitch, Lao Tzu raises you so big, what use do you want? I asked you to accompany Xiao Xiaomao a few days ago, and you refused to say that there are other ways to get money. It’s time for you to say that you have no money? If you don’t get the money, why don’t you sell it?”

Moonlight shines through Mu Xinyue's beautiful face through the gap in the roof of the wooden house.

The sheepskin and white jade gleamed with a shimmering face, and a clear slap was visible.

A touch of blood spilled from the corner of Mu Xinyue's mouth.

She didn't feel pain.

Because I am used to it.

Such beatings have been commonplace since the day the mother was paralyzed in bed and couldn't protect her anymore.

-------

The state is not very good.

Writing is very slow.

And more