C101 (1/2)

Every time a drop of the woman's blood fell, the color of the flower would become a little brighter and bigger. This made the woman feel very strange.

The image of her husband appeared in her mind once again. He was young and handsome, but now he was riddled with scars.

She was even more convinced by the old man's words. However, the blood in her body was limited. It flowed endlessly like this …

The woman began to feel waves of dizziness. Tears flowed from her eyes, mixing with her blood and flowing into the mud.

It was not that she was afraid of dying, but that she resented the injustice of the heavens and that her husband owed her a warm embrace.

However, all of this was impossible. She was about to leave this world, and the color of the sky was gradually becoming darker. She felt really tired, as if all these years she had been waiting for his return.

When the woman fainted, the flowers had fully bloomed. They were bright like the morning clouds and exuded a rich fragrance. Her wounds had actually healed.

The old man smiled and plucked the flower that had just bloomed. With a wave of his hand, a medicinal cauldron appeared. He placed the flower inside and the old man began to quickly refine it.

When a black pill appeared in his hand, the old man gave it to the general.

Not too long later, the general woke up from his coma, and his wounds had recovered fully.

The general called out his wife's name, but no one answered. When he walked into the courtyard, he found his wife unconscious on the ground, as well as the blossoming flower.

When the general woke his wife up, he asked her what had happened.

Seeing that the general had come back to life, the wife threw herself into her husband's arms and started sobbing. She then recounted what had happened.

When the general heard this, he could not help but burst into tears. He stood in front of the flower with his wife in his arms and said: ”I will give it a name and call it the Red Yearning.”

After Zhang Xiaojian heard what San Ye said, he finally knew where the Red Yearning came from and how precious it was. He thought to himself that he had really stumbled upon it and actually obtained it.

San Ye smiled and said: ”I don't want anything else, but I want this.”

Zhang Xiaojian said: ”It's good that you like it.”

After exiting the Third Master's house, Zhang Xiaojian returned home and laid on his bed unable to sleep, thinking over and over again about what Third Master had said.

There was actually a calamity, then what exactly was this calamity?

Zhang Xiaojian did countless of bad ideas, but in the end, he felt that none of them were possible.

At that moment, he heard a sound in the courtyard. It was the light sound of a person's footsteps, and a feeling of extreme danger made him sit up immediately.

A black shadow had already arrived before his window at this time. Just as the black shadow was about to enter, Zhang Xiaojian gathered his Qi and pushed out his palm.

The window was broken, and the shadow had drifted away for a long time, but now it turned to wave back at him.

Zhang Xiaojian immediately activated his Wind Soaring Arts and floated out, the two of them ran in the darkness one after another, as fast as black lightning.

After leaving the village, the black shadow in front stopped his footsteps, turned around, and let out a cold laugh.

Zhang Xiaojian recognized him, this was the young man who left that day.

”Who are you?” Zhang Xiaojian asked.

The man in black smiled coldly and said, ”I'll send you on your way.”

While speaking, a flexible sword appeared in his hand, with a flash of sword light, the sword images that blotted out the sky started to envelop Zhang Xiaojian.