Her Heartless Evil Man

At the moment of leaving, I didn't look back to see Uncle Wu zhe again. What if I didn't look at him? I finally went, but his face will always stay in my heart.

But I feel guilty for him forever, because I made a slip of the tongue. I gave what he gave me to my father Khan.

Slowly, I grew up. In the bottom of my heart, I always remember a person, a painting and that paper. It is the language of a lover. I have already translated it. I don't know whether the lover's words are true or false, but I haven't met the woman with plum blossoms on my forehead. Maybe I have no chance with her at all.

I was sixteen years old this year. My father Khan always said he would marry me a concubine. I pushed one after another like a picky. I think if fate comes, I will marry naturally. I don't want to be forced.

I fought with my father Khan, and we subdued one small tribe after another. Two tribes gradually formed on the grassland, one is our baluti, and the other is ha Dajin.

Among the tribes we destroyed, there was a Wuzhumuqin tribe. When my father Khan and I broke their pastoral area at one stroke that day, they did not resist to death. They surrendered to my father Khan and moved their family to the territory of baluti. Father Khan was very happy, rewarded them with thousands of cattle and sheep, 500 silks and satins, and gave them the best official position of baluti, Father Khan did this to appease people.

I never thought there was anything wrong with my father Khan and I. such a small tribe simply had no strength to protect their homes, but they obeyed us, that is, I, the assassins of Balu. My father Khan and I will at least ensure that they will never be bullied by outsiders again.

I always like to go to the jungle. I often ride a horse alone, gallop across the grassland and wander in the jungle. Although there are insects and birds in the jungle, it always gives me a feeling of silence. It is very clear and quiet, so that my heart is always as clear as water at that moment.

I drank with a handful of stream water and looked at my face in the rippling water. It turned out that I was no longer the little boy who didn't know the world 12 years ago. I grew up, but some things have been lingering in my mind. No matter how hard I try, I can't go away.

That person, that thing, will always be the most regret in my heart.

I always remember what he said. If you meet that woman, please be kind to her. But, where is she?

If I have fate with her, please let me fulfill the only promise I can fulfill.

Lie on your back among the flowers and plants, look at the towering trees above your head, and then look at the blue sky through the gaps of the trees. The good weather with light clouds and clear wind makes your heart more comfortable. Chewing a piece of grass, the bitter taste overflows, but I like the taste of the grass and its aroma. I always bathe with the grass to make my body full of the taste of grass, simple and natural.

How many times have I passed by that cave, but I never went in again. Even looking at the straw and the mountain wall will always make me sad, so I won't go.

A few steps away, my horse was eating grass with his head down. The leisurely feeling made me more relaxed. I closed my eyes and felt the light taste of the breeze. My heart was very quiet.

I really want to sleep. I really want to put aside all the competition and hide in the mountains from now on, but my father Khan said I can't. I shoulder the heavy responsibility of prospering Balu thorn and prospering the prairie, so I can't refuse.

I often thought it would be nice if I were not the son of father Khan, but many things can't be changed by us ordinary children.

I spent my childhood together in the shadow of swords and swords, so I can't hide my vision and hearing even if there is any trouble on the noisy battlefield.

Not far away, there was a slight sound of pushing away the grass. Although the man was already moving very light, I still heard it clearly. I was alert and listened carefully, but I was still lying on my back on the grass.

Want to assassinate me? How many people want this land of Baluchi. Kill me, father Khan is like losing his right arm. Listen carefully, it's a little startling. These people's skills are never under me. There are about a dozen people. Why, do you want to kill me?

I'm not afraid. The grass leaves in my mouth are still chewing, but my mind has all focused on those people. It's getting closer and closer. I reach out and hold the machete I put on my side. The machete doesn't leave my body. This is my habit. I'm the prince of Balu thorn. I'm ready to go to the knife mountain and the sea of fire at any time. This is my responsibility.

Slight footsteps. If ordinary people can't hear the sound at all, these people are also good at lightness skills. They probably think I'm asleep, but I'm not. I'm very awake.

One hand is a knife, the other hand has grabbed a blade of grass.

Squinting, there is a figure blocking the sunlight from the leaves. When it arrives, it's really fast, faster than I expected. It seems that I can't underestimate the enemy.

The grass in my hand suddenly waved and flew towards the figure. In an instant, I jumped up. I probably thought I was asleep, so my grass leaves surprised them in an instant. When I looked up, the eyes of more than a dozen people in black were frightened. I couldn't see their faces. The black silk scarves blocked their faces and sneered, "It turned out that they were all shameful maniacs."

My words seemed to humiliate them. I saw a man running straight to me with a long knife in his hand.

When you start with the knife, you will feel a sharp pain in your eyes

In a flash of my left leg, the knife in my right hand has stabbed him in the chest. Hide. If you can hide, you can't hide in the chest. I tell you that you know you have followed the wrong master and want to assassinate me turdan. I think you have made a wrong calculation. What if there are many people? I'm not afraid and I won't shrink back.

I've seen a lot of swords and blood. A man is a big husband. What about life and death.

I got the upper hand within a moment. I probably saw the weakness of my opponent. The other people who had been standing and watching could no longer stand. Suddenly, as soon as more than a dozen people winked, they waved their knives at me.

Seeing the wind rolling up the grass, there were human shadows flying in the jungle and killing noises everywhere. I calmly dealt with their merciless long knives one by one. More than a dozen people's moves were straight to attack my key. It was very difficult for me to protect them well.

There are many people, but there is also a disadvantage of many people, that is, there will always be some deviation between each other's thinking, and this time is when I rush to break.

I thought that after this move, some of them would be hurt and their attack on me would be weakened, but there was a faint fragrance that choked my eyes, and I suddenly felt dizzy.

No, it's obvious that they can't, so they're playing the dirty trick.

I held my breath and didn't let the aroma spill into my nose, but suddenly I was shocked. Although the poison gas didn't kill me, I also spent a lot of internal power to resist the deepening of the poison. In front of me, there were so many assassins staring at me like wolves, with light eyes and a long sigh. I didn't think I was following the villain's way. I'm afraid my life is over today.

The knife in his hand is still blocking everyone's attack, but his strength is weak. He is calm and calm. At the moment, he can't mess up his position. Chaos is the beginning of failure.

However, there are a large number of them. Although two of them were injured by me in the one time I jumped up, the rest still rely on the number of people. They use the wheel tactics. Each person comes up in turns, retreats after a few rounds, and then the other continues to follow up. I have to deal with the fight of more than a dozen people alone. In addition, I am poisoned by the strong fragrance, Although not much, it makes me consume my internal power. Slowly, the sweat on my forehead is wet

I'm still young. I still shoulder the heavy responsibility of baruchi. Am I going to die in this jungle at this moment?

It was Uncle Wu zhe who died here. I don't know why he was hurt like that. I have no way to ask. It's meaningless to go after people who have gone. But is it my turn this time?

Squinting at the people in front of me, I found that their martial arts and clothes came from the neighboring Zhou Dynasty. Unexpectedly, someone on the grassland moved from the Zhou Dynasty to help me. I roared up to the sky. My value is not ordinary high.

The sword in my hand was more fierce at this moment. I tried my best. The longer it lasted, the worse it was for me. My martial arts were taught by my father Khan himself. I learned 80% of his kung fu. These are enough to make me proud of the Jianghu. I don't know who my Shizu is. I only know that he is a strange man in the world, and his martial arts are even more advanced. It's incredible, but I've never seen him. He came and went without a trace. He just taught his kung fu to his father Khan and left without stopping.

I once hid in the grass and secretly watched him dance a knife. His knife technique was dazzling. His posture was graceful and elegant, but all his moves were killing moves, which made people lose in a trance.

I never dare to use those moves. I'm just afraid that my father Khan knows that I'm secretly learning Shizu's Kung Fu. Shizu's teacher training is very strict. Some of what my father Khan learned can be passed on to me, and some can't be passed on to me. I don't understand why, but my father Khan said that he had made a poison oath. Once he broke the oath, he would be cursed and die. He would rather believe it than nothing, So my father Khan will never pass on some Kung Fu to me.