The Queen of War

Hearing this, Zhong Wuyan took back the long sword, and her eyes were still very cold.

"If I find you harassing her again, I'll kill you with a sword and then kill myself!" her voice was very low, but each word was sonorous and powerful.

If she really killed the old farmer, Zhong Wuyan would not stay in the world alone. Of course, she didn't want to kill him, she just threatened him. She felt that the old farmer was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death. He wouldn't even want his old life for a beautiful woman, would he?

The old farmer rubbed his neck gently and said unhappily, "you are so poisonous that you can put the sword on your father's neck! I don't believe you will kill yourself after killing me."

At this time, his heart is still beating. I thought if Zhong Wuyan found out that she was a fake one day, would her sword really pierce her throat?

"If you don't believe it, it's best!" Zhong Wuyan sneered. "If you don't believe it, try it then. See if I will kill myself after I kill you!"

Looking at the frightened look of the old farmer, she felt a little funny. Is death so terrible in the eyes of her father Zhong Wuyan? Perhaps, she has seen too much life and death, and has already been a little numb. However, when Qiuyue was killed, Zhong Wuyan felt for the first time that her heart would hurt and bleed for a person's death! But she didn't know whether she would flow for the "biological father" in front of her.

For the old farmer, she is always indifferent. She really can't like him.

"I'm dead, how do you know if you killed yourself?" the old farmer rubbed his neck and said, "I don't know if you're a woman? How to kill people is better than cutting a radish!"

In fact, he was wrong. Zhong Wuyan did kill countless people, but her heart was uncomfortable. It was a fresh life, which was ended by her own knife. How could she feel at ease? But sometimes, killing is to protect more innocent people from harm.

"Go back quickly, I'm going to bed!" the old farmer looked at the pale Zhong Wuyan and said angrily, "do you still want to stand here and watch me take off my clothes?"

His words were so rude that Zhong Wuyan could not help frowning slightly.

"You rest." Zhong Wuyan returned to her room and soon fell asleep.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning gently sprinkled on the earth, illuminating Zhong Wuyan's watery eyes. Outside the window, birds are singing happily. Peach blossoms are blooming. This is undoubtedly a very beautiful spring.

She sat up slowly and stretched.

Before, before dawn, Zhong Wuyan got up to practice her sword. But these days she was too tired to run around. She just felt that her bones were falling apart, so she couldn't help sleeping too much.

"It's time to cook!" Zhong Wuyan slowly put on her clothes, walked out of the room and began to cook.

While she was busy, she thought to herself, "it's strange that the envoys of the state of Zhao haven't come yet. If they ask me not to go only once, they will give up. It seems too insincere. Of course, I don't want to go, but their actions seem strange."

Zhong Wuyan did not think much, but quickly prepared the meal.

In fact, the food she cooked was not very good. It was very rough. It was taught to her by the autumn moon in the past.

"Autumn moon, I'm sorry!" when I think of autumn moon, a layer of wet fog can't help but appear in Zhong Wuyan's eyes. "I can't even protect you. How can I have the face to go back to Taohua mountain? I'm the most useless. In order not to make the man I love sad, I let Xia Yingchun go! Autumn moon, you won't forgive me, will you?"

The food was ready and set on the table.

In the past, when the old farmer smelled the smell of rice, he would come out lazily and start eating without grooming. Of course, Zhong Wuyan has said this habit countless times, but the old farmer just doesn't want to change it. She didn't understand how he used to be a servant in the Xia family when he was so dirty? Can master Xia tolerate such a servant in the house comparable to beggars?

Of course, he wasn't dirty when he was at Xia's house. But since his wife died, he has become more and more indulgent and has long been used to it. But it's strange that he is so dirty, doesn't eat well, doesn't dress warm, but he rarely gets sick.

"Dinner!" Zhong Wuyan looked out and saw that the sun was already very high.

But there was no sound.

"Dinner!" Zhong Wuyan shouted again.

But the old farmer's house was still very quiet.

"Are you sick?" Zhong Wuyan hurriedly walked in with a tight heart.

The quilt was thrown on the bed and the cabinet was half closed, as if the bandits had just robbed it.

"Isn't......" Zhong Wuyan felt nervous. "It's impossible. If someone wants to kidnap him, how can I not hear the sound of the place? Unless he left by himself! He shouldn't go to find beauty Wang?"

At the thought of this, Zhong Wuyan couldn't help getting angry and wished she could pull the old farmer back.

"But how did he know where beauty Wang went?" although Zhong Wuyan was puzzled, she didn't have time to think too much. She rushed out of the door and ran directly to Shuiyue nunnery.

Shuiyue nunnery is located on a small mountain. The mountain is shaded by green trees, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the streams are gurgling. It is clean like a fairyland in the world.

The abbot placed Wang Meimei in a separate courtyard behind the Shuiyue nunnery. After all, she was pregnant. Living among a group of nuns in this way would not be easy and would be criticized.

Zhong Wuyan pushed open the old wooden door, but saw that the house was empty and nothing.

"Where are people?" she was surprised when she looked at the empty room.

At this time, an elderly nun came over, saw Zhong Wuyan, and quickly gave a gift: "benefactor finally came. Early this morning, I came to deliver food to benefactor Wang, but I found her missing. We searched the whole mountain and found no trace of her.

The old farmer is gone and the beauty Wang is gone. What does that mean?

"Isn't......" Zhong Wuyan's heart sank.

Without time to thank her, she turned and ran to the place where the messenger of the state of Zhao lived, but the building was already empty.

"Uncle, please inquire about how many Zhao people lived here a few days ago?" Zhong Wuyan rushed to the counter and asked the fat shopkeeper.

At the sight of Zhong Wuyan, the shopkeeper smiled into a flower: "so they are your friends! They are so generous, they are really good people! But they checked out last midnight."

It's very remote here. The shopkeeper will laugh when he thinks of such a few lavish guests. However, he really hopes they can live for another period of time, so that his pocket can be a little bigger.

"So did they bring anyone else? Is there an old man with pale hair?" Zhong Wuyan asked eagerly.

The shopkeeper listened and said with a smile, "that's the guy with a bad smell?"

"Yes." Zhong Wuyan nodded quickly.

"Go with them!" laughed the shopkeeper, "Are they relatives? But it's strange that those Zhao people should have a good origin according to their clothes. How can that dirty and smelly old guy be a relative? But if he's lucky, he can't say anything. That old guy has lived here for so many years, and he's almost begging for food, but he's actually rich recently. A few years ago A few days ago, he took some precious cloth to make clothes for a beautiful young girl. According to him, the girl was his wife who had not been to the door. The girl was really beautiful. She was as beautiful as the person in the picture. If what the old guy said was true, it was really a flower inserted on cow dung! "