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Chapter 59 My Donkey
Ancient road, west wind, skinny horse...donkey.

The sound of jingling echoed on the road.

The woods on both sides were silent, as if the birds dared not sing.

The donkey staggered along, walking with its back to the west. The orange-yellow light sprinkled down, illuminating its silhouette on its back.

She was wearing a bright red dress, her figure swaying, she held up a large wine gourd, opened her red lips, and raised her white chin high.

goo goo...

She shook the wine gourd, and the last drop of wine fell out. Then she flicked her long sleeves and threw the gourd away.

puff.

The wine gourd fell into the river not far away, making a muffled sound.

She raised her sleeves to wipe the corners of her mouth, her drunken eyes were blurred and inexplicably sad, her pretty face was delicate but murderous intent was brewing between her brows.

She turned around and looked against the setting sun. The setting sun was so dazzling that she couldn't help but squint her eyes. She could no longer see anyone in the bustling villa.

In this lonely wilderness, there was a lonely donkey walking, and on the donkey's back sat a lonely woman.

"I will not give up."

He muttered to himself, confused at first, but finally with determination and a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The golden bells hanging around the donkey's neck collided and made a pleasant sound.

The orange sunset shone on her back, and her bright red dress was dazzling, gradually becoming dim and finally turning into darkness.

The stars are twinkling, lonely hooves are stepping on the road covered with weeds, and a lonely person is walking in the dark night.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up.

The raindrops fell with a pitter-patter sound, and finally with a clattering sound.

She seemed not to notice, like a walking corpse, her back straight, her fair face gradually becoming wet, and finally filled with flowing water, no one knew whether it was traces of tears or even rain.

She wants to walk from west to east.

From night to day.

From heavy rain to sunny day.

She was confused, and perhaps walking could help her feel relieved.

Suddenly, a fire appeared in front of the rain, and the sounds of swords and knives, shouts, laughter, pleas for mercy, and crying were heard.

The donkey still didn't stop, and kept clattering on the muddy road.

Maybe it wanted to stop, after all, it would not move forward if it was led, and it was moving backwards.

But perhaps it also felt that the person on its back was in a bad mood, so it kept moving even if it was walking in the rain or if there was flames shooting up into the sky ahead.

Suddenly, the donkey stopped as its neck tightened.

The back felt empty and the man jumped down.

Something was missing from its side, and the donkey looked back. The long thing was caught in the woman's hand, and then it was tied under a big tree.

Her hands were white, slender, and delicate. She gently stroked the donkey's head and said, "Wait for me to come back."

She has nothing left.

The master doesn't love him, the junior sister is cold-blooded, and the lover is married to someone else.

She became a person abandoned by this world.

There is only a donkey and a sword that are inseparable from each other.

The donkey shivered and lay down under a tree to avoid the rain.

Suddenly, there was a flash of thunder in the sky, and the rainy night turned into a sunny day. Although it was only a flash, it still reflected the donkey's fear of lightning and her increasingly murderous face.

Snap…Snap…Snap…

She was holding a sword, her feet on the muddy road, her boots were soaked, and her feet were sticky and uncomfortable.

Traveling in the world is never an elegant thing.

There is no romance between talented men and beautiful women in Jianghu. The sky is full of dust, the sun is scorching, and the pain of not being able to take a bath for a long time...

She is very beautiful, but she also hates this world that makes her ugly, but she has to stay in it.

Because she has no home.

With a tap of her toes, her bright red clothes spread out and she flew up in the rain. After a few rises and falls, she looked like a wild goose rushing into a raging fire.

"Who are you? Black Tiger Mountain is here. Any fellow travelers passing by, please tell us your name."

"Li Mochou!"

"Oh no, it's the devil."

puff!

Under the firelight, the red figure flickered, and seemed to be a little more violent. The long sword slashed across the bearded man's neck, and the scene of blood gushing out was very dazzling.

Li Mochou, a female devil, kills people and sets fires, which makes people sad.

Sword in the palm, needle in the right hand, the red dress is even more creepy on a rainy night.

Click.

Lightning exploded in the sky, densely packed like a spider web, and the whole world was pale and bright as day.

"Female devil..." The bandit leader pointed at Li Mochou angrily and said, "You...you killed innocent people indiscriminately. Your fellow martial artists will not let you go."

Li Mochou had a blank expression on her face and was too lazy to say anything. She shook her wrist and her head flew into the air.

She shook the sword, and it was still snow-white, but with some cracks on it.

Li Mochou frowned, threw away his sword, and turned away.

But suddenly she heard crying, she turned around and saw a little girl hiding in the cellar.

The other person's small eyes, curled up body, and trembling with fear.

After a slight hesitation, Li Mochou stretched out her hand.

She still remembered that when she was a child, her master did the same thing and saved her from swords.

Click.

There was another flash of lightning and the rain fell even harder.

Li Mochou held the girl in his arms, and the girl lay on Li Mochou's shoulders, and walked out in the wind and rain.

Suddenly, Li Mochou felt something was wrong. The blood on the ground was shaking, drops of blood-colored smoke were rising, and the whole village suddenly became a bloody world.

"what is this?"

Li Mochou looked alert and a little frightened in her heart.

As a martial artist, it was somewhat unprofessional of her to encounter such strange things.

Li Mochou picked up a knife on her toes, hugged the girl with her left hand, and looked around with the knife in her right hand. The blood-red clouds flew towards the sky, and Li Mochou looked up in horror. The next moment, her expression changed wildly and she was terrified.

In the sky, a stream of blood-colored light approached quickly, crashing down like a meteor. The blood-colored mist was absorbed by the blood-colored light, and in the blink of an eye, the blood on the ground dried up, as if it had lost its essence.

This shocking scene shocked even Li Mochou, who often killed people.

As a person who often kills people, Li Mochou knew very well that blood would not dry up so quickly, let alone on a rainy day.

The girl in his arms was trembling with fear, hugging Li Mochou's neck tightly, lying on the back of her head and not daring to turn her head. But the next moment, she tried to cover Li Mochou's eyes with her shaking hands.

Li Mochou patted her butt irritably: "Don't be afraid."

She was upset, but her tone was gentle. Perhaps the helpless look of the girl was very similar to herself now. Having lost everyone, it was especially warm to hug each other for warmth.

brush.

The blood-colored light in the air hit her at a high speed. Li Mochou tensed up instantly, and felt that the blood in her body had stopped flowing and was almost solidified. But the next moment, the light passed over her head.

Li Mochou breathed a sigh of relief. She stood on the ground and looked up, but she couldn't determine the landing point after all.

But the next moment, seeing the direction where the light was flying, Li Mochou's face changed drastically: "Oh no, my donkey."

(End of this chapter)