While Little Mo and Ah Wu were fighting, Wang Huaili set his eyes on Nie Li and Chun Mei, who had no strength to truss a chicken. If he couldn't escape at that time, he could drag one of them with him.
Wang Huaili used his Qing Gong, completely ignoring Ah Wu's situation behind him. He only had one thought in his mind, and that was that no one would have a good time. Little Mo might not be able to beat him, but Nie Li and Chun Mei might not.
"Nie Li, are you okay?" Chun Mei tore off another piece of cloth. Because of the blood array, Nie Li's wounds had begun to heal slowly.
"I'm fine. Did Wang Huaili do anything to you?" Nie Li was fine except for his injuries. However, he was worried about what Wang Huaili would do to Chun Mei. Wang Huaili was someone who could do anything.
"No." Chun Mei focused her eyes on Nie Li's wounds. Nie Li didn't see the evasiveness and fear in her eyes.
"Nie Li, be careful." A loud shout made Chun Mei look up. Her face was pale. She saw that Wang Huaili had already used his Qing Gong to come over. He raised his palm and aimed it at Nie Li's back.
Nie Li also turned around and saw that Wang Huaili was preparing to sneak attack him. However, Nie Li's body couldn't withstand it. Chun Mei immediately stood up, turned around, opened her arms, closed her eyes, and stood in front of Nie Li, wanting to block the attack for him.
In the past, he was the one who did it for her. Now, she could do it for him once. However, this action was difficult, really difficult. Chun Mei knew that she was embracing death.
"Peng" A muffled sound rang out. Chun Mei slowly opened her eyes. She was safe and sound, but someone had died in her place. His shoulders were not wide, his hair was loose, and his clothes were strange.
Old Qi died. He blocked the attack for Chun Mei. Even if he resisted with all his strength, it was useless. His internal force was too weak. He wasn't Wang Huaili's opponent at all.
"Old Qi." Boss Gao's tiger eyes were filled with tears. He hugged Old Qi's fallen body in his arms. Bean sized tears fell on Old Qi's face. "I'm the one who harmed you, I'm the one who harmed you!" Boss Gao shouted.
"Wang Huaili, I'll kill you!" Boss Gao took out a dagger from his bosom and stabbed it directly at Wang Huaili's chest. He had been preparing this dagger. Ever since Wang Huaili caught him, this dagger had never left his body.
Wang Huaili dodged backwards, but he was still wounded. At this moment, the sound of weapons falling to the ground could be heard behind him. He knew who was dead.
Ah Wu's body was full of fingernail-sized bloody holes. Thinking of the raindrops that Mo Xiaotou used his fingertips to flick, everyone's heart turned cold. He could kill people with raindrops. What kind of amazing martial arts was this?
The others could only exclaim in admiration, and could not say anything else. They had never seen such martial arts in their lives. The way he looked at Little Head Mo also slowly changed. It was full of fear.
"Awu." When Wang Huaili saw that Ah Wu had been killed so easily by the other party, he was a little afraid in his heart. He was definitely not a match for the other party, so it was better for him to quickly escape! As soon as he had this thought, Wang Huaili did not hesitate.
He did not look back, so he did not see Ah Wu's fallen body facing him. Looking at Wang Huaili's back, he slowly closed his eyes and revealed a smile. Perhaps before he died, he was also thinking about this young master.
"Nie Li, Little Head Mo, I will avenge today's hatred. But in the end, I also left you a big gift. When the time comes, Chunmei will give it to you! "Wang Huaili finished and ran away. Little Head Mo wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Nie Li.
"Let's see how he is first." Nie Li pointed to Old Qi. Just now, he blocked for Chunmei, but in fact, he blocked for himself. Nie Li was still grateful in his heart.
"His meridians are all broken, there is no way to reverse the situation." Little Head Mo was not dissatisfied with Nie Li's commanding tone, but walked to Old Qi's side and put his hand on Old Qi's pulse. In fact, Wang Huaili also hid his internal strength in that palm.
The tyrannical internal strength entered Old Qi's body, directly crushing his heart and meridians. It can be said that there was no cure.
"I know my own situation, and I have something to say in the end." Old Qi did not have the sadness and disappointment before death. He glanced at Boss Gao and then at Chunmei.
"Boss Gao, I actually don't blame you. For so many years, you have taken care of me, but in the future, there will be no one to accompany you to beg. You have to take care of yourself. "Old Qi first said to Boss Gao, although Boss Gao betrayed him and betrayed his feelings.
But he did not blame him. The two of them had been together for so many years. Naturally, they understood that each other was the closest family in the world besides blood relations.
"Nie Li, I hope you can treat Chunmei well in the future. She is a good girl. If you treat her badly, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost." Old Qi looked at Nie Li. Although this person was his rival in love, he knew that he had lost. Even though he had appeared earlier, he had still lost miserably.
"Chunmei, I have always liked you. I have liked you since I was a child. Do you know the winter 12 years ago? That year, you were only four or five years old. On a snowy day, you secretly gave the hairpin your mother left you to a beggar. That beggar was me. "Old Qi's memory was pulled far away.
It was winter that year. Cloud Sea City basically had snow every year. The snow that year was very heavy. In a rundown temple outside the city, the Buddha statue in the middle was very old. The incense table in front of it was full of dust. The incense burner on the table was filled with ashes, some of which had already spilled out.
There were a few big holes in the eaves of the temple. Heavy snow fell into the temple. Old Qi lay on the straw pile, curled up his body, rubbed his arms, and kept shivering.
Not far from Old Qi, there was a fire burning. The fire was flickering. Old Qi ran to the Buddha statue, picked up a handful of wood and threw it in. When he got close to the fire, his body couldn't help but shiver.
The whistling wind outside was like the roar of evil spirits. It suddenly blew open the door of the rundown temple. The cold wind blew until Old Qi's teeth chattered. The fire that had just started to burn became even weaker.
He forced himself to walk to the door and closed it. Before he closed it, he glanced at the distance. It was all white snow. He wondered why they hadn't come back yet.
Just when he turned around, the door was blown open again. Old Qi couldn't help cursing. He cursed the wind and the snow. They didn't leave him any way out.
Old Qi could only lift the wooden plank next to the Buddha statue and then use it to block the door. His mouth didn't show any mercy. But after he finished cursing, he still hid in the straw pile in the corner and shivered all over.
The heavens were ruthless, and the world was ruthless. Old Qi looked at the sky. The faint moonlight sprinkled a light column through the roof. He hoped so much that he could ascend. Perhaps in heaven, there would be countless delicious food, a warm bed, and a happy home.
Old Qi's body was getting colder and colder. His consciousness became slack. His eyelids began to fight. Old Qi didn't know what it was. He only felt that after he closed his eyes, he would be free.
"Qi Hao, open the door." The door of the temple was smashed with a loud bang. Old Qi suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. He curled up his body and walked to the door with difficulty. He took a deep breath and pushed the door with all his might.
"Ouch, Gao Tian, can you be more careful?" Because of the hard push from outside, Old Qi fell on his back. He was already cold. Now that he fell on his butt, Old Qi felt half dead.
"Look, what did I bring back?" The boy outside looked to be seven or eight years old. He was about the same age as Old Qi, but he had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked very simple and honest. He waved the wine jug and a packet of paper in his hand.
Old Qi sniffed, and his eyes began to shine. "This is roast chicken. Where did you get it?" Old Qi ignored the pain and stood up to take the roast chicken in Boss Gao's hand.
"I met a big official today. He rewarded me with some money." Boss Gao raised the roast chicken and wine high. The thin and small Old Qi couldn't reach them even if he jumped up.
"When did such a good person appear in Cloud Sea City?" Old Qi jumped a few times and realized that he couldn't reach them. He gave up and pondered for a while before speaking.
"There are good people and bad people in the world." Boss Gao teased Old Qi when he saw that he couldn't get them. Then he walked to the fire, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and pulled out the mud stopper of the wine jug.
With a pop, a special wine fragrance began to spread. Old Qi clicked his tongue and looked at the roast chicken from time to time. He didn't dare to drink wine. He heard that it was too spicy.
"Here, look how hungry you are." Boss Gao tore off a drumstick and handed it to Old Qi. Old Qi looked at the roast chicken in front of him. The yellow skin was glistening with oil. Perhaps because it was too cold outside, the oil was a little frozen. At this moment, the oil instantly melted next to the fire and dripped into the fire with a sizzling sound.
"Mmm, delicious." Old Qi took a bite and tore off a piece of meat. He chewed with big mouthfuls, his mouth glistening with oil. "Don't rush. Eat slowly. No one will snatch it from you." Boss Gao couldn't help laughing when he saw Old Qi wolfing down the food.
"Eh …" Old Qi's face turned red. He patted his chest hard and even stood up and jumped a few times. Boss Gao knew that he was choking, so he handed the wine to Old Qi.
"Gulp …" Old Qi hesitated for a moment and then poured all the wine into his mouth. "Cough, cough. It's so spicy." Old Qi coughed a few times and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Hahaha. Eat slowly. This is enough for the two of us." Boss Gao tore off a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. Then he drank a mouthful of wine.
The spiciness of the wine just diluted the greasy taste of the roast chicken and also covered the original taste caused by the cooling. Boss Gao let out a long breath comfortably and looked up at the sky outside. He felt that this was the happiest moment.
After swallowing all the food in his mouth, Old Qi drank a few mouthfuls of wine. Although he didn't like drinking, he realized that his body would heat up after drinking, and he didn't want to catch a cold. Boss Gao and Old Qi finished off the roast chicken and wine, but Old Qi ate a lot of the roast chicken and Boss Gao mainly drank the wine.
The two of them lay back to back on the thatch. This was the only way they could keep warm.
"Gao Tian, do you know the name of that kind-hearted official?" He didn't like other people and didn't want to interact with them. But he still felt that Gao Tian's words made sense. If there were good people, there were bad people.
For example, Uncle Wang from his village was also a good person who helped his neighbors, but in the end, he was still hacked to death.
"I don't know. I only found out after asking other people. That kind-hearted official is called Fang Tong," Boss Gao thought for a while before he spoke.
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