Through thousands of years, life after life, just for you

Chapter 50

"During those desolate years, human life was as cheap as worthless, and he was willing to take in me who had no relatives, no reason, and was extremely ugly, which shows how kind he is. 』

My name is Bai Feixue, and I was born in a family of martial arts. I practiced martial arts at the age of three, and my freedom was full of disasters. When I was seven years old, an accidental fire burned half of my face on Luo Wei, leaving scars all over my face.

Afterwards, although the scar on his forehead was covered by blue hair, the huge scar on the left side of his face seemed to be ruthlessly exposed.Since then, I have been dubbed an "ugly girl".

Even so, my parents still love me as before, and my servants treat me with the same respect as before.

I originally thought that this happy life would last for a long time, but on that starless, moonless, cool night, when I woke up from my dream, there was the faint sound of fighting outside the window, as if there were thousands of troops.

Knowing that the situation was not good, I turned over and rolled under the bed.In the gorgeous candlelight, I saw the strange painful expression on my mother's face when she walked in and couldn't find me, and I felt an unspeakable bitterness in my heart.

Just when I was about to get out of the bed, I saw a masked woman in pink peach clothes who seemed to be about the same age as me leading an acquaintance into the quiet and warm pavilion. She saw the injured Mother, instead of giving help, she stabbed her chest with a sword.

Seeing my mother's body falling to the ground as if filled with lead, I wished I could rush out and kill them.However, I know that they are numerous and powerful, and if they go out, they will definitely die tragically by their swords.

No, you can't go out, you can't die.

The slender nails were embedded in the palm, bleeding.

Huge teardrops fell silently.Seeing the bronze scabbard held by the peach-clothed woman headed by the group, there seemed to be a enchanting peach blossom blooming, and it turned out to be the unparalleled "Peach Greeting Spring" sword in the world.

I bit my lip and swear by my blood that one day in the future, I want the blood of the woman holding the "Peach Yingchun" sword to be splashed three feet to pay homage to my mother's spirit in heaven.I would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go.

Hearing the sound of many horseshoes outside the courtyard fading away, I rolled out of the bed, looked at the corpse of my mother in the pavilion with tears in my eyes, and walked into the courtyard. My father was also among them, and his blood flowed like a river.

I burst into tears.

Thus, the mortal enmity between me and the woman in peach clothes was forged.

At that time, Su Muhen happened to pass by here, he went straight into the courtyard, looked around the courtyard in surprise, it was a mess.

Seeing me crying so hard, he seemed to understand something, and he said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Girl, don't be afraid, I will seek justice for you!"

I nodded gratefully and walked away with him.

That year, I was 15 years old.

He took me back to Su's residence, and he told me, "This will be your home from now on."

Such gentle words gradually drifted into my heart with the wind.

In those desolate years, human life was as cheap as worthless, but he was willing to take in me who had no relatives, no reason, and was extremely ugly, which shows how kind he is.

In Suzhong, I was his maid, but he never regarded me as a servant, but he took me as a confidant, and he was only willing to confide in me when there were some things that didn't go his way.

(End of this chapter)