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Chapter 101: The Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil (Additional Update 2137 for Gale Too Cool)

Xu Feng ran away, not forgetting to defend: "Don't blame me! She forced me to do it!"

Ye Xinglan also didn't face the tree. He loudly cheered for Jian Zitong, jumping up and down as if he was the one chasing the person: "Sister, come on! Cut his leg! A little to the left! He's catching up! He's catching up!" Xu Feng said

angrily : "You brat! I won't help you anymore if you get beaten in the future! It's a shame that I gave you Qiulu to drink for free!" Jian Zitong became even more angry: "Okay! Xinglan is so young, and you dare to take him drinking!

"

Xu Feng hurriedly covered his mouth: It's over, he accidentally let it slip in his anger!

...

Jian Zitong was actually just venting her anger. After all, she couldn't really do anything to Xu Feng.

He suddenly wore a book, and even dressed as the villain with the worst fate, so he could only raise his sister well and hug his thighs; but after raising such a big sister, he suddenly told himself that he liked her, and before she could react, she discovered that her fate was conflicting , I can't imagine seeing her in my life...

God is probably playing a trick on her, right?

In the end, both of them were so tired that they had to stop and sit on the ground, breathing heavily and looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

Ye Xinglan ran over excitedly: "Sister! You are so awesome! You can actually chase old man Xu all over the yard! I have always heard old man Xu bragging that he is the best in the world in martial arts. So, sister, are you also fighting all over the world? Invincible?"

Jian Zitong almost vomited blood from this unlucky brother. He glared at him and scolded him: "Does it have anything to do with you? Go back to the tree!" "Oh." Ye Xinglan walked back to the tree aggrievedly

.

My sister has changed. She used to be obedient to him. Now they all started to be cruel to him...

Jian Zitong sighed, a little lost: "Is there really no way for me to be with Ayan?" "

Actually..." Xu Feng touched his beard, "There is still a way. There is one."

"What?" Jian Zitong's eyes widened, and he suddenly turned over and knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. If he were not still quite far away from Xu Feng, he would have grabbed his collar and asked, "Didn't you say you didn't have it before? Why didn't you tell Ayan before?"

Xu Feng touched his nose awkwardly: "Disciple, you don't have to pay such a courtesy."

Only then did Jian Zitong realize that his current posture was very inelegant, and he quickly got up and walked to Xu Feng's side. , looked at him condescendingly: "Hurry up and say it!"

"Let's raise a son." Xu Feng said.

"Ayan and I are both girls, how can we have a baby?" Jian Zitong suspected that Xu Feng was playing tricks on her. Xu Feng gave her a blank look: "I asked you to raise one, but I didn't ask you to give birth to one. Even if you could actually give birth to one, no one would believe it!" Although this method is a bit strange, it is not something that can be used

if the fate is in conflict.

Things that are common sense. Jian Zitong knelt down and asked for more details: "What kind of son? Is it okay as long as he has a son? Or he must adopt a specific person." Xu Feng deliberately looked enigmatic: "It must be someone with a bad destiny

. A person who is called the Lone Star of Heavenly Evil and can even kill everyone around him. I didn't mention it because he was not born yet. But by the time he was born, you had already left the Blood Moon Valley." "Then

. You won't find us?" Jian Zitong was suspicious.

Xu Feng said matter-of-factly: "Go and see if you have Qiulubai to drink!"

Jian Zitong: "..."

In any case, since there is hope, she will give it a try. After all, when she thought about not having Ah Yan for the rest of her life, her heart became very clogged.

She might really like Ayan, but she just refused to admit it because of her long-standing stereotypes.

Ayan has done so much for her, she should always work hard for the happiness of the two of them!

After thinking about it, Jian Zitong suddenly felt much smoother. Looking at the troublemaker fifth brother, he also found it pleasing to the eye. He even had the mood to walk over and ask gently: "How is your reflection?" Ye Xinglan said seriously: "Just now, there were a total

of Thirty-four ants climbed the tree."

Jian Zitong: "..."

She was wrong. I really can't keep this brother, so I might as well sell it. Is anyone buying it?

...

In Dayu, there are still some differences between the marriages of the upper class and the lower class. For example, some common people's families have many sons, and several brothers may marry one person together; another example is that in ordinary people's families, although the woman is the head of the family, , but generally treat their husbands and attendants well, and strive to balance the relationship between the husbands and attendants and maintain family harmony.

But there are exceptions to everything, such as the Wu Donglian family in Wujia Village.

Wu Donglian relied on the fact that her family was one of the few wealthy families in the village. She had been domineering since she was a child. Later, her private life became chaotic, and she even half-threatened and half-forced many young people. When he grew up, he married a husband and six servants, but he often beat and scolded them and ordered them to do this and that, but he did no work at all.

The only thing that worried Wu Donglian was that she had been married to her husband for five or six years and still couldn't conceive a child. She went to the city to see a doctor and couldn't find anything wrong. So some people persuaded her to adopt a child so that the "child" would be easier to conceive, and some even wanted to adopt their own child to her.

Of course Wu Donglian refused. She is not stupid. If the "belt" fails, won't her family property be inherited by someone else's seed?

After thinking about it, Wu Donglian finally adopted the child in the village who had no father or mother.

The child was only three and a half years old. He was skinny and unattractive at first glance. But Wu Donglian couldn't help it. She was the only child in the whole village who had no father or mother. She didn't have to worry about anyone coming to take away her property!

Wu Donglian had long forgotten what the child was called, and was too lazy to name him. She kept calling him "little bastard" and "little evil star" all day long, asking him to cook and wash clothes for her. Her husband's servant may have been oppressed for a long time, and sometimes he was too lazy to leave his work to this child.

Once when the child was serving food, he accidentally tripped and hit the bowl. The rice soup splashed on Wu Donglian's clothes. She slapped him to the ground with her backhand.

The child didn't cry, but just lay on the ground, his eyes full of resentment.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Donglian became even more angry, kicked him, and cursed: "You little evil star! You killed your parents and your whole family. If I hadn't adopted you, you would have been killed long ago." You're going to starve to death, do you know that? You eat my food, wear my clothes, and you still have the nerve to show off your temper to me? How dare you glare at me? Take off the clothes I gave you right now!" With that, Wu Donglian

said Go and rip off his clothes.

The clothes were not good clothes in the first place, but when they were pulled like this, the clothes ripped apart, exposing his thin back. But I saw that there were all kinds of wounds, big and small, all over the back, every good spot.

Wu Donglian was shocked. Although she usually beat and scolded him, most of these wounds were not caused by her, and looking at the scars, they were there before she adopted him.

The original fear gradually dissipated, and an indescribable sense of joy gradually arose in Wu Donglian's heart.

From that day on, Wu Donglian no longer only used fists and kicks, but began to borrow some knives or candles. Every time she saw him gritting his teeth and holding tears, his face full of pain but refusing to make a sound, the pleasure in his heart reached reached the peak.