Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 309: Get rid of that demon
The night is dark.
Wu Xiaofang hasn't slept yet.
He's alone in the backyard of his home, drinking.
Wu Xiaofang was in a bad mood.
He was hesitating whether to take the initiative to apologize to Lin Beichen to avoid possible retaliation - after all, the champion of the Tianjiao Contest is important enough, and revenge on him is completely a matter of one sentence.
Just when he was drunk and dazed, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he saw a strange figure leaping over from the courtyard wall and landing in front of him.
"Who are you? Crowding into the house at night, you..."
Wu Xiaofang stood up abruptly, vigilant in his heart.
"You are Wu Xiaofang from the Third College?"
The stranger wore the official uniform of the police station, looked dignified, and opened his mouth to speak, and a terrifying coercion that was incomparably firm and terrifying rushed towards his face, making Wu Xiaofang's heart skip a beat, and he suddenly sobered up.
"I am, I..."
Wu Xiaofang became nervous.
Is revenge coming so soon?
The official police force was still used.
Lin Beichen is too ruthless.
"Very good. The provincial investigation team needs your cooperation in handling the case. From now on, you will be quarantined. You have to accept our inquiries. You cannot leave this place until the Tianjiao Hegemony Ceremony starts tomorrow."
The stranger raises his hand a little.
A dark energy burst out of the sky.
Wu Xiaofang suddenly felt the profound energy and power in his body, and was instantly sealed.
He was horrified.
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The northwest area of Yunmeng City.
Slums in a relative sense.
The houses here are low, the buildings are mostly made of grass and wood, the ground is a dirt road, the planning is messy, and the air is filled with a stench that doesn't know where it comes from.
The ditches on both sides of the street are congested with garbage, and the hungry wild dogs and cats are rummaging through the garbage heaps in the night to find food...
Deep in a dark alley, there is a poor man's house.
The low and small earth wall can no longer fully protect the three isolated wooden houses in the courtyard. The sharpened wooden guns are used to pierce the city fence, and the broken earth walls are filled and blocked. Obviously, they have been carefully repaired by the owner.
But more form than meaning.
Bamboo fences don't really stop intruders, and even stray cats and dogs outside can jump over and get into the yard.
The dirt in the yard was treaded neatly.
Under the wall of the right courtyard, there is an old well.
In the yard on the left, there are rows of vegetables.
A white old dog was crawling on the edge of the vegetable field, sleeping soundly on a pile of firewood.
Three old wooden houses are in the shape of a zigzag, separated by a small courtyard.
In the low log cabin on the left, candles flicker slightly.
Inside the house.
"Mother, how are you feeling?"
Mu Xinyue was wearing a tattered but clean cloth robe, carrying a bowl of slightly warm green vegetable porridge, sitting beside a simple wooden bed, with a face that she would never know in school The tenderness and concern that emerges.
A middle-aged woman is lying on the bed.
The woman's hair is sparse, her eyes are sunken, and her shape is haggard, but the outline of her face 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 won't last long, you... ah..."
In the middle of the sentence, the woman suddenly screamed, her body twitched violently, and a very abnormal red color appeared on her pale face, obviously suffering to the extreme.
Under the struggle, the entire bed was shaking, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.
"Mother, how are you, mother, don't scare me..."
Mu Xinyue panicked.
She hurriedly grabbed the woman's hands and put her profound energy into it.
The middle-aged woman suddenly roared and her body suddenly straightened, like a rope that was about to be pulled.
After a long time, she slowly relaxed and let out a low moan, her complexion gradually returned to normal, but the thin quilt covering her body was almost soaking wet!
"Mother...no...it's all right."
The middle-aged woman's face showed a hint of kindness, she raised her hand with difficulty, wiped away the tears from the corner of Mu Xinyue's eyes, and said, "Xiaoyue'er, don't cry, mother is sorry for you, these years have dragged you down. For such a long time, you have to go to school and make money again, you have suffered for the sake of your mother..."
"Mother, I'm your daughter."
Mu Xinyue held the woman's hand tightly, shook her head in tears and said, "As long as I still have a breath, I must take care of my mother and treat her illness... No matter what the cost, I will be cured. Good lady."
She has such a weak side that no one has ever seen except her own mother.
" Mother... Mother can't do it... Xiaoyue'er, don't worry about mother, mother's body, there is no help, instead of letting me live in such pain, it is better to die earlier, it is a relief... …”
The middle-aged woman is frail and authentic.
"No, mother, I forbid you to say that..."
Mu Xinyue panicked, like a deer breaking into the dark forest.
Even though she had made up her mind during the day, she couldn't really put it into action at this time.
"Xiaoyue'er, mother knows in her heart that she won't live for a few days. After mother dies, you should leave here, get rid of that devil, live your life well, and find a good man to marry..." The middle-aged woman The mind is a little confused.
Mu Xinyue's eyes were suddenly cold, her pupils narrowed and enlarged.
Her heart suddenly hardened, and she sneered: "There is no good thing in the world. Even if I die, I will never marry..."
The voice didn't fall.
Boom!
The door of the log cabin is pushed open roughly.
A vomit-smelling booze wafted in.
"Huh? Xiaoyue'er is back."
A burly man squeezes through the door.
When the middle-aged man smiled, he showed his ugly yellow teeth, and in a commanding tone, he directly stretched out his hand and said, "The appointed time is up, give me the money, I'm not lucky tonight, and I lost everything again. "
Mu Xinyue's heart suddenly became extremely cold.
She stood up and looked at the man in front of her who she should call her 'father', as if looking at a stinky wild dog from a dirty puddle.
"No money today."
Mu Xinyue spoke slowly.
“No money?”
The expression of the stout man made him angry all of a sudden, he raised his hand and slapped Mu Xinyue's face, roaring, "What are you doing here without money? Lao Tzu came back excitedly to get the money. , you actually told me this result? Little slut, I have raised you so much, what is the use of you? A few days ago, I asked you to accompany the young master of the Xiao family. , today the agreed date has arrived, and you actually said that you have no money? If you didn't get any money, why didn't you sell it?"
Moonlight shines on Mu Xinyue's beautiful face through the gap in the roof of the wooden house.
A clear slap print could be seen on his face that shimmered like suet and white jade.
A smear of blood spilled from the corner of Mu Xinyue's mouth.
She doesn't feel pain.
Because I'm used to it.
Such beatings and scolding have been commonplace since the day when my mother was seriously ill and paralyzed in bed and could no longer protect her.
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Not in good condition.
Writing very slowly.
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