People who fall in love will become stupid and will always see lovers all kinds of goodness, thoughtfulness, and freshness. In fact, this mutual understanding is very one-sided.

As we spend more and more time together, the shortcomings that everyone has more or less exposed will be exposed, and then gradually magnified.

Zhang Xiaodao's view of love has always been not a vigorous and vigorous view, but a plain and simple firewood, rice, oil and salt.

But for the little girls, their first choice is undoubtedly their passion.

Wu Yuebi's boudoir was full of blood at this time, but Zhang Xiaodao inexplicably thought of the problem of love. He knew that this was a kind of self-transfer, and he knew that if he didn't transfer, he might do something unimaginable.

When Wu Yuebi was attacked, Zhang Xiaodao's intuition told him that Sun Gan did this, but he couldn't understand why Sun Gan did this.

Therefore, Li Xiangdong did not die, but his life was worse than death.

Zhang Xiaodao dragged Li Xiangdong's legs and walked towards the woodshed, dragging out a bloody ground, and the birds falling on the eaves were so scared that they flapped their wings and flew high.

Li Xiangdong, whose face had been worn out, was in pain and was sobbing in his throat, but he couldn't make too loud noises.

Zhang Xiaodao closed the door of the woodshed, and did not threaten it. He asked straight in and said, "Who sent you here."

Li Xiangdong looked at Zhang Xiaodao with a calm expression in horror, and finally understood why the young master wanted to arrange Xiang Zhongfu's delay in this way.

Seeing that Li Xiangdong had no intention of speaking, Zhang Xiaodao said simply again: "If I don't speak, I'll kill you."

The calm words were filled with a cold smell, which blew into Li Xiangdong's heart, making him realize that Zhang Xiaodao was definitely not threatening, but doing something insignificant.

Li Xiangdong's mouth was full of blood. The strong survival** made him open his mouth, but he said, "Even if I say it, will you not kill me?"

"Must retarded." Zhang Xiaodao said disdainfully: "I can't promise not to kill you, but I can guarantee that you will be worse than death. What kind of voice do you have to negotiate with me?"

Li Xiangdong's strong body couldn't help but tremble, and Zhang Xiaodao continued: "I think there are many kinds of things to die, you can think about it."

Li Xiangdong was silent, and Zhang Xiaodao said again: "Do you have to cry without seeing the coffin?"

Li Xiangdong finally spoke, "Young Master Sun Gan."

Zhang Xiaodao raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "Why?"

"Because the Sun family contacted the young master a marriage in Shengjing, the young master would have to break the relationship with this side if he wanted to go."

Zhang Xiaodao still wondered.

"The most important thing is that Wu Yuebi is pregnant. This matter is not resolved. When I arrived in the capital, I said it was a big deal, so..."

Zhang Xiaodao widened his eyes, remembering the pool of blood in Wu Yuebi's boudoir, and his heart was extremely cold.

So he squatted down and whispered: "I didn't want to say that Wu Yuebi is pregnant. That's a life of bullshit, but how can you get a pregnant woman?"

Li Xiangdong did not answer, looking at Zhang Xiaodao's eyes that were originally clear but now appear countless bloodshot, making the final preparations before his death.

"Where is Sun Gan now?"

Li Xiangdong looked up inexplicably, not understanding what Zhang Xiaodao asked about this, could he really dare to kill the Sun family?

Zhang Xiaodao didn't have time to pay attention to Li Xiangdong's doubts and whispered: "I promise, tell me where he is, and I won't kill you."

Li Xiangdong understood that he had no choice, and any creature had a strong survival **, so he could only say: "After Luoye Town, you should be on the way to Shengjing."

Zhang Xiaodao nodded, stood up, and snow was unsheathed.

A white light passed by, and Li Xiangdong smiled bitterly, thinking that he would die. The man in front of him did not keep his promise, but the next moment he felt severe pain in his legs, and his thigh bone was broken and pierced his flesh.

After the severe pain, Li Xiangdong, who was rolling all over the ground, found that the woodshed was empty and he was not dead.

The sun sets, and the setting sun is like blood.

Zhang Xiaodao, who walked out of the woodshed, began to organize his luggage, and it was very meticulous. Old Qingniu seemed to notice the murderous aura on Zhang Xiaodao and followed Zhang Xiaodao silently.

But for a long time, Zhang Xiaodao was ready to go, and then patted Lao Qingniu and said, "Let's go and say goodbye."

The old green bull paced, stepping on crisp steps, thinking to himself, I won’t be killed for many more days this time, right?

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‘Miaoshou Rejuvenation’ is the plaque of Luoye Town Medical Center.

This clinic located on the bustling street is now crowded, all because of Wu Nobita's rushing all the way and blood stains all over the ground.

No one knew what happened, but when he learned that Wu Yuebi's life was in danger, the neighbors subconsciously came to the entrance of the clinic to pray, hoping to learn good news as soon as possible.

Old Qingniu showed up in the crowd with Zhang Xiaodao with a little eye-catching look. Zhang Xiaodao didn't mind pushing the kind neighbors away, knocked on the clinic gate, and saw Wu Daxiong with a pale face.

After Zhang Xiaodao entered, the clinic closed the door again, and Zhang Xiaodao, who walked into the clinic, asked, "How is it?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything now." Wu Daxiong squatted down and grabbed his hair.

Zhang Xiaodao, who looked at Wu Daxiong, remembered his fat father, and his murderous intent was even more intense.

"I'll do this, just pretend you don't know anything."

Wu Daxiong raised his eyes. He didn't know the hidden truth behind this matter yet. Zhang Xiaodao didn't intend to tell him, and continued: "That kid was left in the woodshed in the backyard by me. Don't act rashly now. The only thing you have to do is take good care of your daughter and wait for my news."

Wu Nobita had lost his backbone at this time, so he nodded and fell into silence.

Zhang Xiaodao waved his hand and said, "Let me tell the general about retreating sooner, take good care of your daughter for the rest of your life, and have time to come to Shengjing to see me."

Wu Daxiong looked at Zhang Xiaodao in vain. Zhang Xiaodao patted his shoulder and pushed the door away.

After Zhang Xiaodao left, the only thing Wu Daxiong could do was wait.

Waiting is a torment. Wu Nobita was thinking about it. After a while, it was dark. The doctor walked to Wu Nobita and said, "The situation is quite stable. You can rest assured first and go eat something."

Wu Daxiong took three deep breaths, and then, led by the doctor, looked at Wu Yuebi, who was pale on the bed, was silent for a long time, and turned around and left the clinic.

Wu Nobita, who left the clinic, did not go to the restaurant as soon as possible, but returned home directly and pushed open the door of the woodshed.

Li Xiangdong, whose legs were broken in the woodshed, had lost one arm, naturally could not escape because of the heavy bleeding, and he had already fallen into a coma three times. Fortunately, he gradually stopped the blood through the control of his vitality. He heard the sound, barely raised his eyes and saw Wu Nobita.

Wu Daxiong didn't say anything, picked up the hatchet on the ground, looked at Li Xiangdong, and whispered: "I suddenly understood why Xiaodao didn't kill you."

Li Xiangdong was frightened, and Wu Daxiong said to himself: "Just just to make me vent my anger."

Li Xiangdong used one arm to support his body and dodged backwards. After slowly moving out, he found that he had reached the end, with piles of firewood behind him. Wu Daxiong walked to his eyes with a hatchet in his hand and waved his hatchet.

The slightly deformed blade of the hatchet fell down quickly and slashed Li Xiangdong's head. The part of the strength was cut on the firewood pile, making two sounds, one was the crisp sound of the firewood split into two, and the other was the shattering sound of the skull being broken!

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The night falls and the evening breeze blows.

The further south the temperature is, the warmer the nights of this season are the most comfortable, so comfortable that Sun Gan slept in the bumpy carriage.

After waking up, someone reported: "Uncle Thirteen, Master, are we going to rush tonight, or are we going to rest in the county town in front?"

Sun Gan rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Uncle Thirteen who had been sitting silently in the wide carriage, and asked, "Uncle Thirteen?"

The man called Uncle Thirteen had a dark face and sat upright for a long time, but he was still meticulous.

On his legs was a long sword, his hands gently stroked the scabbard, as if waiting for the moment when the scabbard was unsheathed.

Hearing Sun Gan's words, Uncle Thirteen whispered: "It's up to you."

For some special reason, Sun Gandao: "Then keep on rushing."

"It's the young master."

Sun Gan stood up, lifted the curtain of the car, sat next to the guards who were on the horse, looked at the particularly round moon today, and thought to himself that the matter should be over, right?

Sun Gan smiled slightly, looked at the empty official road again, and thought of his fiancée who had never passed by in Shengjing.

The carriage pressed on the solid earth road and moved forward, leaving a wheel mark. The starry sky began to dim for some reason. Under the dark clouds covered the moon, the official road became darker and darker.

The guards lit the torches and brightly lit the lights around the carriage.

Sun Gan was about to scold the sky for changing, but he clearly heard a 'moo'.

The sound seemed extremely strange under the dark night. What's even more strange is that after the ox call, the horses in the convoy seemed to feel something and stop walking.

The speeding convoy suddenly stopped, and Sun Gan was about to fall off the car as he was inertia, but Uncle Thirteen stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder.

In a panic, an old green cow came leisurely from the front with Zhang Xiaodao.

This coincides with the clouds passing by and the moon rising.

The warm moonlight hit Zhang Xiaodao and Lao Qingniu, allowing everyone to see clearly the person coming in front of them, and even more clearly the murderous aura revealed on Zhang Xiaodao's calm face.

Zhang Xiaodao was very calm, and the only thing that made a sound was the long fallen snow knife held on the ground.

The snow fallen knife is extremely long. Even if it drags it, it goes deep into the ground. As the old green cow walks slowly, a deep ditch is drawn on the ground.

Sun Gan's face suddenly changed, and the guards drew out their weapons one after another. Uncle Thirteen instantly jumped out of the carriage and blocked Sun Gan's face.

Zhang Xiaodao checked the number with his fingers and whispered: "Twelve."

Then he murmured to himself: "Twelve is a good number."
Chapter completed!