God Killer

Zheng Xian didn't leave the capital in a hurry, but went straight back to Ma Benzhai's noodle shop. Ma Benzhai was sitting on a chair with his back to the gate, dazed. He didn't dare to look at the dark night outside the glass door. He clenched his fists for an unknown amount of time. His knuckles were already pale, and his ten fingers had turned blue-purple due to long-term tension.

Everything in this hotel has Ma Benzhen's figure. He can think of his daughter when he sees everything. As long as he sits here, he feels the pain of being torn apart, and his daughter is nailed to the pillar like that. It's better to die than to keep drawing blood.

His daughter disappeared, and the Allah he believed in abandoned him. He didn't know what he did wrong. He dedicated himself to Allah devoutly. Why would his daughter become an irredeemable devil?

When the morning sun was shining all over the earth, Zheng Xian walked into the noodle restaurant and saw Ma Benzhai like this. The original Ma Benzhai was like a big mountain, supporting a well-known noodle restaurant with a lovely daughter, but now, this mountain It collapsed and turned into scum all over the ground. Zheng Xian didn't have many acquaintances in this world, and he picked up no more than twenty of them. The relationship between Ma Benzhai and him was the weakest, but he was also the closest. Make it clear in words.

Hearing the sound of the glass door opening, Ma Benzhai's body trembled, and then his whole body trembled. Nervousness, anticipation, anxiety, fear of disappointment, all the emotions gathered together made Ma Benzhai's spirit almost collapse immediately.

Zheng Xian gently placed Ma Benzhen, who was wrapped in a sheet in his arms, in front of Ma Benzhai.

Ma Benzhen was injected with a force of vitality by Zheng Xian. Although she couldn't fully make up for her lack of vitality, she gradually came to her senses.

Ma Benzhen, whose face was as pale as paper, opened his mouth, and struggled to utter a word: "Father..."

Ma Benzhai's trembling body suddenly stopped shaking, the whole person fell silent, and then the whole person began to tremble violently. Zheng Xian had never seen a person trembling so violently. It seemed that even the whole noodle shop was trembling with Ma Benzhai.

Ma Benzhai was gasping for breath, tears had flowed down his cheeks like a big river, he opened his mouth, wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound, he didn't know how long he had waited for this daddy, and how many times he had dreamed about it, Now it finally rang in my ears again.

Ma Benzhai couldn't turn around, the muscles all over his body were bulging, he exhausted all his strength but couldn't turn around, he was so happy, but he was afraid to turn around and found that everything was just a dream, just his auditory hallucinations .

Ma Benzhen stretched out his hand with pinholes and gently grabbed Ma Benzhai's sleeve, and said softly and hard again: "Father, I'm home."

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah...

Ma Benzhai yelled and turned around, widened his eyes that were constantly dripping with tears, and saw that his daughter was behind him, that haggard face made him feel pain like a heart-pounding pain.

Ma Benzhai didn't want to think about anything now, he hugged his daughter in his arms, and then burst into tears, crying and crying, it was obviously a happy event, but he couldn't laugh when he wanted to.

Mr. Zheng was afraid that Ma Benzhai's extreme joy would turn into sorrow, so he turned his back on it and died. Great sorrow and joy would have cost his life, not to mention that Ma Benzhai has ruined his body now, and any blow would be fatal to him.

Zheng Xian hurriedly pressed Ma Benzhai's shoulders, using the force of vitality to strengthen Ma Benzhai's body organs.

Ma Benzhai hugged Ma Benzhen and his daughter and cried for more than ten minutes before he stopped.

Ma Benzhai tightly held his daughter's hand, and would not let go no matter what, for fear that if he let go, his daughter would go back to suffer again.

At this time, the sky outside was already bright, and all the haze had dissipated. Ma Benzhai suddenly looked at the sheet wrapped on the sleeping Ma Benzhen, his eyes flickered, and then Ma Benzhai looked at Zheng Xian, with a different look on his face.

"Zheng Xian, why is my daughter wrapped in this cloth?"

Zheng Xian felt that Ma Benzhai was still a little confused, so he said, "When I saw Ma Benzhen, it was not convenient for her to meet people."

The expression on Ma Benzhai's face changed several times, and then became extremely evil: "Does that mean you saw all of my daughter's body?"

Zheng Xian was stunned for a moment, he really didn't look carefully, at his level of cultivating immortals, he really understands what the flesh is. There will be lust for women. If Zheng Xian wants to see it, it doesn't matter whether the other party wears clothes or not.

And at that time, his heart was full of anger, and he didn't think about it.

Mr. Zheng felt something was wrong. The old man on the opposite side always gave Mr. Zheng a gloomy feeling.

Sure enough, after feigning anger, Ma Benzhai yelled loudly: "Zheng Xian, my daughter doesn't even show her neck for others to see, but you dare to see her body, how can you be responsible?"

Zheng Xian had a few black lines on his forehead. Why does this sound a bit bloody?

Sure enough, seeing Zheng Xian was silent, Ma Benzhai was extremely angry and shouted: "You have to look at my daughter's body, you have to be her husband, you have to be his husband!"

Zheng Xian looked at Ma Benzhai who was furious, and felt that this incident was a bit funny, but when he saw the tears in Ma Benzhai's eyes, Zheng Xian knew that this incident was not funny at all.

Ma Benzhen was called a dark angel by the blood clan, and was regarded as a specimen of the Y virus by the sixth business department. No matter where Ma Benzhen went, she would not be able to live a peaceful life in the future. The blood clan would not let her go, and the sixth business department might not be able to let him go. She had to Someone to rely on, someone who could protect her.

Ma Benzhai looks extremely tough, but in fact he just has no way to beg Zheng Xian. This is the painstaking efforts and compassion of a father who cannot protect his daughter. Otherwise, who would want to put his precious daughter upside down to others?

Ma Benzhai is like a snail, his anger is his last shell, and inside is tender meat that keeps weeping.

Zheng Xian reached out and patted Ma Benzhai's shoulder and said, "I understand, both of you father and daughter will follow me, don't mention the matter of marrying your daughter. I have a wife."

Ma Benzhai still wanted to be tough, but in the end he collapsed and burst into tears. In this short period of time, Ma Benzhai suffered too much, too much. After venting out, the man who was like a mountain in Zheng Xian's eyes cried like a little girl.But Zheng Xian would not laugh at this father.

There are so many things in this world that man cannot do what he wants, and no father is omnipotent.

Zheng Xian waited until Ma Benzhai was almost crying, took Ma Benzhai, picked him up, and walked out of the noodle shop.

Ma Benzhai looked back at everything in the noodle shop with some reluctance. He knew that this old bone of his would never come back here for the rest of his life. From then on, he probably kept his name incognito.

Zheng Xian also turned his head at this time, and said with a smile: "By the way, I forgot to take something."

Speaking of Zheng Xian, a huge gold-colored gourd flew out from the back of his head. The big gourd hung in the air and swelled, and then the mouth of the gourd opened, and he ate the benzhai noodle shop alive in one bite, leaving only A piece of foundation.

Although Ma Benzhai knew that Zheng Xian must have a lot of skills, he never thought that Zheng Xian still has such means, this is simply a fairy.

Ma Benzhai was quite frightened, he was always slow to accept these things when he was old, and then Ma Benzhai saw the big gourd flying towards him with its mouth open.

Ma Benzhai was so frightened that he yelled and hurriedly protected his daughter.

Zheng Xian smiled, the surroundings were already pitch black, and then brightened up.

Ma Benzhai, standing in front of Ma Benzhen, widened his eyes and found that he was in a huge urban space, and his Benzhai noodle restaurant was located not far away.

Zheng Xian said with a smile: "From now on, you will settle down here. I will buy what you need. The pot of old soup has to be boiled again. The old soup was ruined by that bastard you gave it to."

Ma Benzhai was stunned and couldn't believe it, "Is this the belly of that big gourd?"

At this time Zhou Jiaojiao and Zhou Lan came over. The two girls are very lonely here. With the Ma family father and daughter as companions, it is too late to be happy. , probably won't show such a sincere smile.

Zhou Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Uncle Benzhai, we will be neighbors from now on."

Ma Benzhai froze for a moment, then nodded hastily. Zheng Xian really shocked him.

Zheng Xian also said: "You can rest assured to live here, when Ma Ben is really safe, when will you leave."

"Zhou Lan, help Master Benzhai clean up. Your sister and I still have things to do."

Zhou Lan was lying in Zhou Jiaojiao's ear and fanning the flames, telling Zhou Jiaojiao to be careful of Ma Benzhen. After all, although Ma Benzhen was tortured out of shape, she was still a petite and lovely woman.

After being glared at by Zhou Jiaojiao, she closed her mouth. She really likes to gossip and watch the fun, she is going to suffocate to death here.

Zheng Xian took Zhou Jiaojiao's hand and walked out of the purple gold gourd, strolling in the capital in the early morning. Last night, there was no rest. Annihilation warriors, hunters, warriors and blood clans fought one after another, causing many people to flee from home in the middle of the night. Fortunately, within the scope of the battle It's not big, and everything revolves around the highest pavilion, so everyone found that there was nothing to do in the morning, and gradually walked out of their homes.

Kyoto is really too peaceful.

Zheng Xian held Zhou Jiaojiao's hand, and didn't want to talk right away. He preferred to walk on like this with Zhou Jiaojiao. Zhou Jiaojiao, like Zheng Xian, leaned on Zheng Xian's shoulder and strolled.

After walking for a long time, Zheng Xian finally realized that it was impossible to keep walking like this, so he got into the topic and asked: "Could the materials stored by the Zhou family have been sent to other places?"

Zheng Xian's primary goal has always been the information on Zheng Xian's parents and uncle in Zhou's family. This is what he cares most about.