Chapter 19: The Tragedy (Part 2)

  Wu Xin stopped in his tracks, but found six men in black standing before him.

  "Please let go of my family members! I will never forget this for eternity!" Wu Xin said calmly.

  A man in black said: "Your martial arts skills are exceptionally high, we can't match you. Today we will die and have no regrets. If you were to die, we would take care of your affairs. Let's do it!"

  Wu Xin did not expect that the other party would really be so righteous, and he secretly admired his master's teachings. All the masters of the martial arts world are mostly open-minded and generous men, because only such broad-minded people can become masters. However, due to helplessness and other reasons, these masters will also do some things that are not in line with their own intentions, and today is probably one such example.

  Wu Xin saw the opponent's swords and sabers coming down like a heavenly net, swooping down from mid-air. Wu Xin knew it was treacherous, so he quickly wrapped his arms around the two people, using his own advantage to take a few light steps to the left, then rotated lightly, right foot tapping the ground, body leaping up slightly, and again rotating in mid-air, his figure as agile and elegant as can be.

  Zhou Zi Yi, who was tightly hugged by Wu Xin, stared blankly at Wu Xin, seeing him move with unparalleled elegance, and couldn't bear to look away.

  Wu Xin dodged left and right, while using his feet to create an empty momentum. He secretly followed the principles of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, setting up a formation as he moved, often causing his opponent to experience visual illusions, allowing him to slip out from under their swordsmanship. If not for bringing two people with him, it's likely that at this moment, the six black-clad men would have been unable to catch up to him.

  The masked men were getting more and more bizarre, just now seeing Wu Xin bring two people who could still fly like feathers. He knew his lightness skill was extremely high, so he had the intention of cherishing talent and agreed to take care of his relatives. Unexpectedly, this time he was really strange, but thinking again, it wasn't that he was strange, he just had a high level of lightness skills, it was himself who was being strange. How could this be? Clearly his own knife or sword was about to chop onto him or the person next to him, but when chopping close, suddenly discovered that his knife or sword was still several feet away from him. Once thought it was just a momentary dizziness, but repeating again and again was strange! Did he have magic? Or was it the legendary "乾坤大挪移" (Great Migration of Heaven and Earth)? Impossible, that's something people wrote to make up, how could it be possible? These six people were originally coordinating extremely well, their hearts in sync, this time continuously taking action, fighting over a hundred moves yet not even touching the opponent's shadow, couldn't help but feel panicked. He was still bringing two people, he was only around ten years old, how could that be? Where did such divine skill come from?

  They were shocked at the same time, Wu Xin was also secretly anxious. Just now, a burst of true energy was used, and suddenly there was a feeling of fatigue and pain in all four limbs, which was an unprecedented exhaustion, and his body seemed to be weak at any moment. Once the internal force is reduced, the movement will slow down, and the danger will increase greatly. Wu Xin took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and continued to revolve around, his body fluttering like a butterfly, sometimes moving, sometimes still, moving like a rabbit, scattering all over the sky, quiet as a virgin, leaving behind a piece of immortal capital.

  Zhou Zi Yi looked at Wu Xin, quietly smiling, a sweet smile, her eyes unmoving, only feeling increasingly tired. She suddenly felt some reluctance, some unwillingness to part. She thought of the feeling of lying in his arms not long ago, too happy, too wonderful. Happy people are everywhere, unfortunately she is not; happiness comes suddenly, also by her own efforts, but still has to be lost. How much she wanted time to stay at that moment, when he pressed himself under his body. Unfortunately, that moment was too short-lived, and he was too kind, unable to bear hurting herself, without knowing how willing she was. He's really silly, but it's just this way that makes her like him more.

  The several years of living in the cellar had filled her with despair and numbness. She hated her parents for being so incompetent, unable to even provide for their family, and wondered why they had given birth to her in the first place. She also hated them for being so heartless, willing to sell her off and abandon her forever, leaving her to cry herself to sleep. However, hatred eventually subsides, and she realized that she hated because she loved too little. As time passed, she grew tired of hating, numb from the pain, and began to yearn for love, to dream of a better life. She longed for a handsome prince on a white horse, like the ones she used to see on TV at her neighbor's house when she was young, to come and rescue her, take her away from this miserable life and lead her to happiness. Her longing grew, accumulated, and overflowed, only to turn into disappointment time and again. The more she longed for something, the bigger her disappointment became, like a snowball rolling down a hill, growing larger and larger. So she chose to numb herself, to dull her feelings. But on this day, when she was numb and lost, he appeared. He didn't say anything, just walked over, untied her ropes, and freed her. It was Wu Gege, the hero of her dreams, who had given her all the happiness she ever wanted in an instant. And to top it off, he possessed extraordinary abilities that seemed almost supernatural. What a wonderful thing this was! Deeper than longing, more unforgettable than dreams.

  Zhou Zi Yi stuck closely to Wu Xin's chest, looking at that delicate and beautiful face, feeling a hint of regret, he hadn't repaid him yet?

  Wu Xin was thinking of a way to stall when he found that Zhou Zi Yi had been staring at him, so he took a glance. But this glance shocked him - Zhou Zi Yi's eyes were already becoming unfocused, and Wu Xin was greatly startled to discover that his hands and waist were covered in sticky **blood**! Wu Xin was horrified: "Zi Yi! What's wrong?!" Zhou Zi Yi heard this and forced out a faint smile, but it looked more painful than crying. When Wu Xin saw this, his heart surged with hot blood, his eyes wide open, cold and cruel, and he bellowed: "Anyone who blocks me will die!" His hands suddenly emitted an enormous force, like thunder, pouncing on the six people's weapons, but his body fell to the ground in an instant, frozen in place. The six people also retreated, watching from a distance.

  Wu Xin gently laid down Zhou Zi Yi and Wu Mama, who had already fallen asleep. Only then did Wu Xin notice the large wound on her back, which was a gunshot wound. Wu Xin quickly applied pressure to stop the bleeding and asked softly, "Zi Yi, why didn't you tell me? You're so foolish! Don't ever do this again." His tone was filled with sorrow.

  Zhou Zi Yi couldn't hear him speak, as her life hung by a thread. Wu Xin faced her and quickly inputted a mouthful of true energy into her chest, unblocking her blood vessels and circulating her Qi for a long time. Finally, she spat out a large mouthful of dirty blood all over Wu Xin's body.

  Only then did Zhou Zi Yi regain some color in her face. Wu Xin didn't dare to relax, continuing to circulate his internal energy and supply her with air. Gradually, he felt his own internal energy depleting, but just as he saw Zhou Zi Yi open her eyes...

  "Wu Xing gege! I'm so tired!" Zhou Ziyi said softly.

  "Zi Yi, don't fall asleep. Do you still remember that I promised to teach you how to write? Hold on a bit longer, okay? Later, I'll teach you, and I bet you'll be even better at it than me!" Wu Xin said with a faint smile.

  "Really? But I'm really sleepy, can you let me sleep for a while? Just for a little while, and then you can call me later?" Zhou Ziyu slightly tilted her small mouth, wanting to smile but couldn't.

  "Zi Yi! Brother Wu Xin called you and told you not to sleep, so you're not allowed to sleep, got it? If you don't listen, Brother Wu Xin will get very angry!"

  "Alright! I won't sleep, I'll watch you, okay?" Zhou Ziyu's eyes continued to wander, his breath was weak, but he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Xin, although his pupils began to dilate, starting to show no anger.

  Wu Xin said softly: "Zi Yi! Is there anything you want to tell Wu Ge? Will you blame Wu Ge?"

  Zhou Zi Yi listened, suddenly opened his eyes, and smiled lightly: "Wu Gege! Zi Yi really wants you to kiss me once, but always doesn't dare!" Wu Xin heard this, gently kissed Zhou Zi Yi's lips, and said softly: "Zi Yi, if you're tired, just sleep. When the time comes, Wu Gege will wake you up again. I still want to marry you, and then we can kiss every day, okay?" "Really?... Then you must call me, oh..." Zhou Zi Yi finished speaking, his head drooped softly, his eyes tightly closed, with a tear at the corner of his eye that shone in the night, unsure if it was from happiness or sadness.

  Wu Xin felt a sharp pain in her heart, suddenly understanding what it meant to have one's heart broken. She suddenly felt the sorrow of the world and her heart became quiet, eerily still, with a chill emanating from it. Wu Xin endured the feeling of her heart shattering into pieces, biting her lip tightly, her face contorted in grief, her eyes flashing with intense killing intent. She glanced at the six masked men, picked up Zhou Zi Yi, and then hugged Wu Mama, before turning to leave...

  The six of them didn't stop him either, they just looked at each other and sighed.

  Who? Who did it? Wu Xin's mind kept asking this question. As Zhou Zi Yi's body in his arms gradually cooled down, Wu Xin's heart also cooled down, chilled to the bone. Who was it? Who had he offended? He didn't know many people except those familiar to him, let alone enemies. Could it be... could it be someone familiar to him? When Wu Xin thought of this, his heart slightly trembled.

  Wu Xin didn't dare think about it anymore and just tightly hugged Zhou Zi Yi and his mom's body as they rushed towards the cave.

  The most urgent thing now is to understand two things: first, whether Zhou Ziyi can be rescued in time; second, whether others are in danger? Just thinking about it, the person has already arrived at a cave entrance. Wu Xin didn't think twice and entered with an eerie gait.

  Xiao Lan, Xiao Zhao and Xiao Rong heard the footsteps and rushed out to welcome them, but saw Wu Xin covered in blood rushing in, and the two were stunned. Wu Xin quickly put down the two of them, first helping Wu's mother unblock her meridians and waking her up. The other three girls had already been standing aside, Xiao Zhao was crying like rain, lightly hugging Zhou Zi Yi, silently sobbing. When Wu Xin saw that his mother had woken up, he hugged Zhou Zi Yi over, felt his chest still warm, and hastily said: "You all don't cry for now, Zi Yi can still be saved!"

  Several people heard it and were extremely surprised, and then delighted, but they did not dare to make a loud noise.

  Wu Xin no longer hesitated and took out a silver needle package from his bosom, performing the "Resurrection" technique...

  First, use true energy to penetrate Zi Yi's blood vessels, then use a silver needle to seal all the acupoints on her body.

  At this point, Wu Xin had a few people busy boiling water for Zi Yi to soak in.

  Taking advantage of this break, his mind calmed down and he began to think about Master's situation. At that time

  It was as if the master was in front... Suddenly, he saw the small temple collapse, and fires broke out everywhere. Wu Xin was shocked, and a mouthful of fresh blood gushed out of his mouth, and he ran out quickly.

  Several people saw him and knew it was a crisis, but they didn't dare stop him. Wu's mother said sorrowfully: "Xin'er, be careful!"

  "Don't move Zi Yi's silver needle, just keep her body warm!" Wu Xin nodded and went out like an arrow...

  When he arrived at the small temple, it had already collapsed halfway, with smoke and flames rising everywhere. It was clear that someone had used explosives to blow it up. At this time, Wu Xin suppressed his grief and didn't even greet the people who came to put out the fire, but instead rushed in directly. Inside, there was smoke everywhere, Wu Xin held his breath, arrived at the main hall, but didn't see anyone, then went to his master's bedroom, still no one. A sharp pain surged up in his heart, Wu Xin let out a loud wail, and then calmed down, thinking quietly to himself.

  Master's martial arts skills have weakened due to saving himself, but the opponent's ordinary henchmen are more than enough. He is also well-versed in the art of escape and will surely flee if he senses a sneak attack. It's unlikely that he won't be able to escape unless he encounters a skilled fighter who can overpower him. Thinking to himself again, if he were his master, how would he escape?

  Just as Wu Xin was thinking, he suddenly heard a crow's cry and suddenly realized. He leaped out of his body, like a giant bird spreading its wings, breaking out of the small temple and rushing towards the ancient camphor tree. The villagers who were putting out the fire were startled by him. Just now they saw him rush into the sea of flames in a daze, wanting to pull him back but couldn't hold on, and now they saw him suddenly fly out again. This was truly unheard of, and they all stared at him in shock.

  Wu Xin didn't care, his body was already exhausted, the previous leap had been his all-out effort, and his limbs were now wanting to collapse. He stopped on an ancient camphor tree, Wu Xin searched for a long time, and finally found someone in a dark branch.

  "Master!" Wu Xin's tears fell like rain as he helped up Old Man, and seeing his weak and dying appearance made him even more sorrowful.

  Abel smiled slightly, and quietly said: "Xin Er... hand ring... diamond... mountain, escape... heaven... book..." After finishing speaking, he swallowed his breath. Wu Xin felt that the entire world had suddenly changed, and people were like crazy, stupidly saying: "Why! Why? Who? Who?" Hugging his master's corpse, he fell from the tree, broke his ribs, and tightly held onto his master's body, tears gushing out, and laughed loudly: "I will make you pay with your life, I will destroy your entire clan!" The voice was as loud as thunder, echoing far away, making people's ears ache, and chilling their hearts! The villagers were all shocked, looking on, they saw Wu Xin suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then fainted.

  When Wu Xin woke up, he saw many people surrounding him. After taking a deep breath, his internal energy had recovered somewhat. The people around him comforted him as soon as they saw him wake up. Wu Xin became anxious and grabbed onto someone's clothes, saying: "Where is my master? Where did my master go?"

  That person saw him and sighed, saying: "Xin'er, are you talking about that old man? He's already dead. You should rest for a while, I'll send you to the hospital later. Several of your ribs are broken, it can't be helped!"

  Wu Xin's face turned bright red, and he shouted: "Who said I need to go to the hospital? I can cure myself!" After finishing speaking, he took off his top, mobilized his inner strength, and quickly tapped several points on his chest with his right hand. With a loud shout, there were several slapping sounds, Wu Xin's hands suddenly opened wide, and his broken ribs were instantly healed. He hastily ran out. The people around him were frightened by his actions, and only then did they realize that this child was not an ordinary child. Unconsciously, they followed him out.

  Wu Xin ran out when the sky was already slightly bright, his master's body was placed outside, covered with clothes. Wu Xin's grief surged again, he hugged his master's body and rushed away. His footsteps were slow, but each step took several meters, light and steady, like a flying fairy, though not fast or slow, it was as swift as a shooting star, and in just a few steps, the crowd couldn't keep up with him. The villagers who had lived for most of their lives had never seen such a divine and extraordinary sight, and they couldn't help but discuss it among themselves.

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