Adorable Villain: Male God, I am not Trying to Rob You Chapter 105: 105: Villain Witch (14)

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"Master."

Hearing Hu Yandian's words, Xia Beibei lowered his eyes, his tone full of guilt: "I'm sorry, Master! I shouldn't mention that name again."

"It's okay, A Lan."

Hearing this, Hu Yandian smiled faintly at Xia Beibei. If there was one person in the world who deserved her unconditional trust, then that person must be Ye Lan.

The trust between them is unreserved.

"Master, actually I was able to survive this time because there was another person who saved me. He is... Zuo Qianji, Senior Zuo!"

Zuo Qianji!

Hearing Xia Beibei's words, the porcelain bottle in Hu Yandian's hand finally slipped to the ground. The medicine bottle broke into pieces, and the white powder inside was scattered on the floor.

Hu Yandian will never forget this name for the rest of his life.

"These are his ashes."

Xia Beibei knew that Hu Yandian would be very upset when he heard Zuo Qianji's name, but at this moment, she felt that she had to tell her everything: "Senior Zuo... he thought of me as you, so he did not hesitate to He spent his whole life to heal my wounds. After his death, he was cremated by Feng Jiutian, and his ashes are here. I...I think it is better to leave it to you, the sect master!"

"Huh."

The body was stiff for a moment, and Hu Yandian finally came back to his senses: "He is dead?"

Die like that?

Are there just a pile of ashes left?

Staring at the ashes in Xia Beibei's hand, Hu Yandian raised her hand suddenly, and the wooden box in her hand was immediately knocked to the ground. The lid of the box fell to the ground and was opened, revealing the ashes inside, as if at any time Will be blown away by the wind.

Zuo Qianji.

You finally came back, but why did you turn into ashes?

Can death really make the hatred disappear?

"This person has nothing to do with me, A Lan, since he is your savior, you should dispose of his ashes!"

After saying that, Hu Yandian walked out quickly without even lowering his eyes.

Looking at her leaving figure, Xia Beibei sighed. She changed into clean clothes and then picked up the urn on the ground.

With Hu Yandian’s skills, she could have smashed the box in one go, but she didn’t.

So, she also hopes that person will be buried in peace, right?

Aman.

Even though you keep saying that Aman is dead, you still retain her heart - that kind and flawless heart.

Because Hu Yandian left, Xia Beibei had to change the dressing for his own wound. Fortunately, there were many medicines in this room. The medicine bottle broken by Hu Yandian was also taken out by Xia Beibei. .

While Xia Beibei was recovering from his injuries at the Blood Clothes Sect headquarters, Wutong Villa was wiped out, and the news that all the Huashan Sword Sect and Kongtong Sect martial arts colleagues were killed had already spread in the martial arts world. For a time, the Bloody Clothes Sect became the target of public criticism.

Countless martial arts sects are clamoring to eliminate harm for the people and eradicate the blood-clothed sect, a cancer in the martial arts world.

However, despite the clamor, no one took the lead, and the group was just there to flaunt themselves and entertain themselves...

As the only bloodline left in Wutong Villa, Le Zhengxi was originally following his master, Han Ke, to hang pots in the rivers and lakes to help the world, saving lives and healing the wounded.

When she heard the news that Wutong Villa was wiped out, she couldn't bear the blow and fell into a coma.

"Senior Han, is Miss Le feeling better?"

In the inner room of Yaolu where the fragrance of medicine floats, a man in black looks at Han Ke who is sitting in front of the hospital bed with a worried look. This man looks like he is in his early twenties, has a slender figure, is handsome and handsome, and is dressed in black. The powerful outfit made him look even more cold and pure.

This person is none other than the male protagonist, Feng Yanwan, who went crazy during his martial arts practice and was saved by Le Zhengxi by some mistake.

Feng Yanwan was born in a hidden sect. Twelve years ago, he came to the Central Plains with his master once. It was at that time that he was separated from his master because of his playfulness, and he was trapped. At the bottom of a steep valley, in that valley, he met a little girl.

That little girl was Feng Yanwan's savior. Over the years, Feng Yanwan could not forget her. He came to the Central Plains with all his heart in mind, just to find the little girl back then and repay his kindness.

It's a pity that the world is so big that Feng Yanwu doesn't know how to find his benefactor.

Besides knowing the little girl’s nickname, I also know absolutely nothing about her...

Feng Yanwan was just like this, wandering around in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, because he liked to act as he pleased, and sometimes he would kill someone if he disagreed with him. This made Feng Yanwan make many enemies in the martial arts world. So a few days ago, someone took advantage of him to sneak up on him while he was practicing. He was accidentally hit by the attack, and he went crazy. He almost died!

Fortunately, Le Zhengxi happened to go up the mountain to collect medicine at this time. After seeing the unconscious Feng Yanwan, she immediately went to check and found that his pulse was disordered. Le Zhengxi did not have time to think too much, so she did not hesitate to He treated his illness and injuries, and this allowed Feng Yan to escape death.

Feng Yanwang's principle has always been to repay the kindness he received from others with a spring of water.

Now that he learned that Le Zhengxi's family had encountered a catastrophe, Feng Yanwan also felt uncomfortable.

"Master, Mr. Feng."

At this time, Le Zhengxi, who was unconscious on the bed, had slowly opened his eyes.

"Xi'er, are you awake?"

When Han Ke saw that his beloved disciple was awake, he immediately raised his hand and touched Le Zhengxi's pulse. He felt that she was fine. Han Ke breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Xi'er, the deceased has died. Come on, please forgive me and accept the change!"

"Yes, Master."

Le Zhengxi lowered her eyes. Ever since she became a disciple of martial arts master Han Ke, she has become accustomed to the separation of life and death in this world.

Who can live without death?

Le Zhengxi knew that she should live well and live well.

But...her parents and brothers died unexpectedly, and hundreds of people in Wutong Villa were stained with blood. As the only survivor of the Le family, how could she remain indifferent?

She must avenge this revenge herself.

Even though she knows that she is no match for Ye Lan, and she cannot shake the Blood Clothes Sect even with her own strength, it is only right for her as a child to avenge her parents!

"Master, Mr. Feng, I'm fine."

Le Zhengxi forced a smile: "I... I want to go back to Feng County to see, at least... go put incense sticks on the graves of my father, mother and elder brother!"

"Let me go back with you, Miss Le!"

Hearing what Le Zhengxi said, Feng Yanwan on the side immediately spoke quickly.

With so much chaos in the world now, he really doesn’t worry about Le Zhengxi traveling alone. Even though her medical skills are unparalleled, her skills are only mediocre. She can deal with ordinary bandits and bandits without any problem. If she really encounters When it comes to martial arts comrades with high martial arts skills, Le Zhengxi really will not be his opponent.

Feeling Feng Yanwan's concern, Le Zhengxi hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently: "Then you, Mr. Lao Feng!"