MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 83 eighty-three tripods

◎Li Zhi, happy birthday◎

Li Zhi nodded, glanced at the tea house, felt a little pity, and sighed with the shopkeeper.

It was already dark, and there would be a curfew in about an hour. She didn't stop, and then walked towards the city gate.

Pei Ming moved very quickly. Not long after she arrived at the city gate, he followed closely.

The two walked outside the city gate. Seeing that he stepped on the long sword, Li Zhi couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, what did you do just now?"

"It's nothing." Pei Ming reached out to her and supported her on the sword: "Cleaned up a few flies."

Li Zhi was stunned for a moment.

It's just early spring, are there already flies?

The howling cold wind blew past her ears, she came back to her senses, and lightly grabbed his arm.

Pei Ming did not go back immediately.

He wants to start tonight, so he wants to make her wish as much as possible before she dies.

Although he couldn't let her and Li Hua look at the flowers together, he could take her to the back mountain to have a look.

She didn't react until the long sword stopped and Li Zhi saw the cliff on the back mountain, and Pei Ming took her to the back mountain.

I have long heard that there will be wild flowers blooming all over the back mountain in early spring, but this is the first time Li Zhi has seen it with his own eyes.

There are spring flowers in the mountains and plains, the dew at night hangs on the branches and leaves, and under the reflection of the white moonlight, there is a quiet soft light.

She didn't jump off the sword. Pei Ming rode the sword and flew forward slowly. The blade was only three inches above the ground, almost wiping wild flowers all over the ground.

Li Zhi grabbed his arm with one hand, bent down slightly, reached out and picked a light honey-colored wild flower.

She turned her head and brought the spring flower, which was lightly tapped with her fingertips, in front of him: "Big brother, the color of this flower matches you very well."

Li Zhi smiled at him, his eyes curved like a half-moon.

Pei Ming looked at the flower in her hand, pursed her lips, her arm drooping by her side stiffened, and raised her hand to take it.

Immediately afterwards, Li Zhi jumped off his long sword and picked a bunch of flowers one after another, all of which were bright and bright.

He didn't understand why she was smiling so happily, but for the sake of seeing her dying soon, he didn't say anything, just stayed by her side silently.

They shuttled under the moonlight, and Li Zhi's charming laughter resounded in the spring flowers all over the mountains and plains.

Unconsciously, Pei Ming also raised the corner of his lips and outlined a faint arc.

It wasn't until late at night, when she was a little tired, that he took her back to the yard.

Li Zhi was so tired that she fell asleep, and not long after, the sound of her gentle breathing came from the room.

Pei Ming was sitting at the table, and there was a rotten vase on the table. The wild flowers she just picked were inserted in the vase, which bloomed beautifully and brilliantly.

The bright and dazzling colors, like Li Zhi, make people feel calm and warm.

It's just that on the day when the flower finally withers, no matter how beautiful it is, it can't be retained.

He put the light honey-colored flower in his hand into the vase together, walked slowly to Li Zhi's side, and placed his cold palm between her eyebrows.

Pei Ming can make her die without pain and die in her sleep.

A faint halo flowed on his fingertips. He was about to make a move, but Li Zhi smacked his lips and turned over.

Pei Ling on her waist made a crisp ding-dong sound as she turned over. He moved for a while, and his eyes fell on the wood-carved Pei Ling.

This is a kind of thing that sword cultivators in Jianzong often wear.

In the sword dance, Pei Ling sounded, which meant that she became famous and could get a good luck.

Pei Ming moved his palm away and tapped his fingertips on Pei Ling.

Li Zhi was ingenious and could not afford Pei Ling, so he did it by himself.

Somehow, he remembered the scene when she danced the sword in the early morning. With a slip of his fingertips, Pei Ling fell, and there was another crisp bell.

It was obviously a stone heart, but he felt that his heart trembled with the bell.

What did Li Zhi do wrong, why should she pay the price of her life for his revenge?

Could it be that in this world, Li Zhi is the only one who was born in the most yin period in the yin year, the yin moon, the yin day, and the yin day?

If he didn't take her blood, wouldn't he be able to take revenge?

Li Zhi woke up in a daze, vaguely calling out 'big brother', Pei Ming's palm in the air tightened slightly, and he rushed out the door.

She was still half asleep, stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and ran out to chase him.

But he's gone.

Li Zhi could not find him in the yard, nor in the village.

She didn't know where he went, and she didn't know if he would meet again in the future.

Li Zhi looked at the pitch-black night in confusion, and stood for some time before returning to the yard with his head down.

She was already used to parting, but she thought he would at least say goodbye to her.

On the third day after he left, Li Hua returned to the village.

He brought some cloud cakes to Li Zhi, and also bought some pigs to go into the water on purpose.

Originally, Master was still hesitating about who to go to the competition, but a few days ago, his two biggest competitors suddenly disappeared.

They were found in the ditch early this morning. When they were fished out, they were covered in filth and died in a terrible state.

Others said that they were drunk and fell into the ditch, but Li Hua thought it was unlikely.

What the truth is, I can't go back now. In short, the master finally decided to let him participate in the competition on behalf of the sect.

When Li Hua came home, he wanted to tell Li Zhi before he left that she would take good care of herself and wait for him to come back.

The master said that the competition would take about half a month, and he was away from home every five or six days on weekdays, so Li Zhi had already gotten used to it.

But this time the situation is special. If he wants to go far away, he should come back and talk to her in order to feel at ease.

When Li Zhi heard that he was leaving for half a month, he felt a little flustered when he remembered what Song Dingding had said.

But seeing the joy that could not be hidden in Li Hua's eyes, she hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say anything.

He cooks himself and makes pig water for her.

She didn't dare to take out the marinated pork. In short, the pork was marinated. When Li Hua came back, she could eat it slowly.

Li Hua finished lunch and noticed that Li Zhi was in a low mood. He gave her a chopstick and said, "Zhizhi, what's the matter with you?"

She put down her chopsticks and looked up at him: "Brother, it's almost my eighth birthday, and the spring flowers on the back mountain are all blooming. I want to go and have a look."

In fact, she has already seen it.

Li Zhi just wanted Li Hua to stay with her for a while longer.

Li Hua hesitated: "Zhizhi, wait another half a month, and when I return from defeating all the sword sects in the Xiuxian world, I will take you to the back mountain to see the spring flowers."

Li Zhi pursed her lips tightly.

She was afraid that as soon as she loosened up, she would not be able to hold back her tears.

If my brother saw her tears, he would definitely give up this golden opportunity.

She can't be so selfish.

There were tears in Li Zhi's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for my brother to come back."

After Li Hua finished eating, he gave her a jade slip.

For these poor people, jade slips are very precious things. He really can't worry about Li Zhi, so he borrowed a pair of jade slips from his master.

If anything happens, Li Zhi can also contact him immediately.

Li Zhi watched Li Hua leave, and when his figure gradually disappeared, she finally couldn't help it and buried her head in tears.

Her suppressed cry echoed in the yard.

Pei Ming, who was sitting on the eaves, watched her cry and dried her tears, stood up again, and took out the needle and thread from the room.

She was taking the soles again until late at night.

Li Zhi entered the room. This time, she didn't sleep in the dark, and the candles burned in the room all night.

Pei Ming was on the eaves where he left the next morning, and he set up a barrier for the entire village to ensure her safety in a short time.

He is looking for other people who are the same as Li Zhi, who are the most yin in the yin year, the yin moon, the yin sun, the yin and the yin.

Baizhou gave him a treasure, saying that it was a phoenix ruler. As long as he smelled the blood of the most yin person, he would show him the way.

After Pei Ming returned to the Immortal Mansion, time passed quickly and slowly.

He retreated and cultivated to heal his wounds, and when he came out, he even thought that a year had passed.

But Bai Zhou told him that it was only five days after a month.

Pei Ming thought of Li Zhi.

In another day, it will be her eighth birthday.

He felt that maybe he should go see her and say 'Happy Birthday' to her.

Just when he was about to go ahead, Xunfeng Ruler made a move.

Pei Ming looked at the Xunfeng Ruler in his hand, without any hesitation, he directly followed the guidance of Xunfeng Ruler and came to Fujiang Pavilion.

The Fujiang Pavilion is the sword sect. In a room, he saw a wooden bell from a sword cultivator's hand.

There is a touch of blood on the bell, and when the Phoenix-seeking Ruler is close to the bell, it will emit a strong light.

Pei Ming seemed to have guessed who the blood on the bell belonged to, but he still asked, "Who is the owner of this bell?"

Jianxiu looked at his silver hair and was so frightened that he stepped back: "Yes, it's Li Hua..."

He threw the bell to that Jianxiu and left like a gust of wind.

Pei Ming wanted to meet Li Zhi.

He held the birthday gift in his palm. It was a Pei Ling. He searched the immortal mansion and found the best Pei Ling.

He knew that she liked to latch the door, so he was about to knock on the courtyard door, but when he got closer, he realized that the courtyard door was half-closed.

Pei Ming frowned, pushed the door and walked in.

There was a heavy rain just yesterday, and the ground was muddy, but the dark brown soil was mixed with dark red blood.

The color was so dazzling that he was slightly startled.

The faint sound of breathing amplified infinitely in his ears, Pei Ming raised his head, and in the abandoned pigsty, he saw Li Zhi whose body was broken.

Her limbs are all there, just not on her, but scattered all over the pigpen.

She was covered in blood, and her pale cheeks were stained with filthy muddy water. He approached her step by step, seemingly forgetting to breathe.

"Big, big brother..."

Li Zhi's eyes were filled with blood, and his pupils were slightly dilated, as if he had lost his focus.

Pei Ming squatted down slowly and picked up the soft drooping hair on her forehead: "Does it hurt?"

Her voice was tender and hoarse: "It hurts, I hurt..."

"Can I help you out?"

"No, I don't want to die... I haven't waited for my brother to come back."

He looked at her dismembered body, was silent, and said slowly after a long time, "But, I can't save you."

Pei Ming couldn't save her because he couldn't heal her wound.

If he had come earlier and had not gone to Fujiang Pavilion, Li Zhi would not have become like this.

He thought that Li Zhi would have many birthdays, so even if he was late this time, it didn't matter.

Unexpectedly, this is her last birthday.

Pei Ming held a breath in his chest, unable to go up or down, sour and unspeakable.

He took off the wooden bell, tied Pei Ling around her waist, gently pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, and placed her fingertips with a faint glow between her eyebrows.

"Li Zhi, happy birthday."

Streaming light penetrated between the eyebrows, and Li Zhi's frowning brows slowly stretched out.

She is no longer in pain, just alone, forever fixed on the last day of her seven-year-old.