The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 79: ：Don’t talk about grudges

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The sun sets in the west, no thin horse greets us on the ancient road, and no heartbroken man is seen at the end of the world.

It is strange to see no wind in February in the northwest, and it is unique to see no sand and yellow wind. The barren land on the high loess slopes was swept by the wind and sand, as if it had been attacked by soldiers and bandits. It was chaotic and no one could be seen. The timid people never go out in such weather. The howling wind and sand are like crying ghosts and gods, bringing desolation and desolation to the earth. Especially when night approaches, this desolate feeling penetrates people's hearts. As the night gradually thickens, people can't help but have the idea of ​​​​escape from this land.

There was deathly silence all around. Suddenly, a sound came from the empty street. What the sound was, you couldn’t really hear it under the roar of the wind and sand. Maybe you could barely tell it at the moment when the howling paused. It is the sound made by people moving and rubbing against the ground.

But how can people crawl on the ground? It was very difficult to hear the sound, and it took a long time to move even a little bit. The deserted streets were like a deserted city. No one saw it, so naturally no one would be surprised by this problem. Maybe when the wind and sand stop, if you are lucky, the two bright red pillars trailing behind the man will become a source of entertainment for bored people to talk about after dinner.

With great difficulty, the man stretched his **** hand forward, moving forward with only one belief in his heart. After struggling to crawl forward for a few meters, his breathing became heavy and short. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy in that moment. His face was stained with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were soaked and dry with blood. , all indicating that he was seriously injured. If he hadn't still been worried about something and still attached to this world, he would have died on the way.

If someone could see him at this moment, someone braver might lend a helping hand, but no one would be able to wander around in such horrible weather. He was destined to have to rely on himself. After a while, the **** man struggled to move himself to the door of a shop, raised his trembling hand and knocked lightly. No one responded, which made him feel desperate.

At this time, the wind and sand stopped for a moment, and a lantern lit up on the gray street, like a beacon in the darkness, rekindling hope for the already desperate **** man. Many years later, he could clearly remember the word "late" printed on the red paper lantern, stubbornly swaying with the strong wind, so kind. Ning Yuanzhi felt that his body was full of strength, and his numb body regained consciousness. He showed his pale teeth and smiled silently, crawling towards the place where the lantern was hanging.

He knew that there might be someone there, and that there might be a glimmer of hope of being rescued. The wound was painful from the friction, but he still gritted his teeth and struggled forward. He wanted revenge. As long as he could get revenge, he would endure no matter how much pain he suffered. It was worth it. He never prayed to the blind God. His endless vitality kept him here. He couldn't just die. He still didn't know who slaughtered his family. A hint of heart-wrenching pain Forced out of his eyes, he turned out to be the kind of **** tears that can only come from extreme heartache.

He carefully thought about all the possibilities. Everyone who had had grudges in the past had gone through it, but he still could not remember who had such a big grudge against him. He understood deeply that a grudge that could destroy a family is no small matter. , many punishments and grievances in the martial arts world all originated from this word "hate". Now, he has personally experienced what it means to be heartbroken.

The Ning family is a wealthy family in central Hebei Province. In the past, his father, Ning Yi, was famous for his sharp spear skills. Later, he lost an arm in a duel with Xie Dong, the best swordsman in Guandong. At that time, Ning Yuanzhi was still young and did not understand where his father's hatred came from. It was because of this hatred that his father had broken his arm. Ning Yuanzhi had been strictly required by his father since he was a child. His martial arts skills and spear skills are even better than those of his father. After he trekked into Guandong and found Xie Dong, the first sword of the year, he no longer had the courage to take revenge. That blind Ku Kui still had the grace of the first sword of Guandong in the past.

Because of this incident, his name resounded throughout the world, and his name of benevolence and righteousness was better than the big gun in his hand. However, who has such a big hatred against him and destroys his family and clan? This puzzled him. Everything changed a few days ago. Those people were not human beings at all. They were Shura who carried out killings. They did not even spare the infant children. Ning Yuanzhi could not tolerate anything else but hatred in her heart, so she could only run for her life with her hatred and climb over step by step.

"Dong...dong..." In Feng Linwan's hall, Sanjin and others were cleaning at the moment. Liuliang glanced at the door with some doubts, then lowered his head and picked up the stool and placed it on the table. He seemed to hear someone knocking on the door, but after thinking about the horrible weather, he shook his head and continued his work. After a while, the long-spaced "dong" sound came again. Liuliang turned his head and looked at the others several times. After seeing that there was no difference, he asked strangely: "Did you hear the knock on the door?" ?"

"Haha... You have become stupid after drinking. There is no one knocking on the door at this time. Who would want to go out except ghosts." Sanjin sneered without hesitation, but the next moment he froze and laughed. , because he also heard someone knocking on the door. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he swore inwardly in annoyance and yelled at the other people watching: "What are you looking at, motherfucker, why don't you go and see who is the killer."

Liu Liang suppressed his smile, strode towards the closed door, and pulled it open. But the next moment, what he saw scared the seven-foot-old man. He took a few exaggerated steps back into the store and exclaimed: "Dead people, there are dead people at the door." He was in a hurry to speak and didn't pay attention. I noticed that my voice had changed slightly and sounded harsh.

Seeing him like this, the others gathered around the door in confusion. After Sanjin came close to confirm, Sanjin said: "You are a heartless thing, you are a living person. Go call the boss and see how to deal with it. !" After saying that, he pinched Ning Yuanzhi's **** face and looked around for a long time.

In a moment, Tie Qi followed Liu Liang to the door. Seeing the condition of the person at the door, he squatted on the ground and checked for a while, but found nothing to prove his identity. However, with the dense knife wounds, it was obvious that this person had been there before. After a fierce battle, he said without thinking: "Pull him in and see if he can be saved."

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When Ning Yuanzhi regained consciousness again, the familiar earthen bed beneath him felt familiar to him, but the next moment he opened his horrified eyes and looked around the room. The typical northwest house style, with earthen kang, kiln platform, and fire pot, all showed that this was not his own home. After carefully recalling it, he felt that someone should have saved him. The action at that moment pulled at the wound and made him groan.

He was very lucky. Most people would not save a **** person with swords and swords to avoid getting into unnecessary trouble. He felt that he must be the Buddha and Bodhisattva he met, otherwise it would be unreasonable. He wanted to After thanking his savior, he couldn't help but said: "Is there anyone there? Hello! Does anyone hear it?"