Chapter 621 Count Them as Powerful

Holding the short knife in her hand, the woman walked slowly in front of Ye Ziheng. She stretched out a hand and stroked Ye Ziheng's face. There was a trace of tenderness in the pupils under the mask. She slowly raised the knife in her hand. The knife was aimed at Ye Ziheng's lower abdomen, but he still couldn't hit it.

After a few seconds, the woman's hand fell down, but the knife in her hand did not fall on Ye Ziheng's abdomen, but on the bed.

"Why? Why does it have to be him? Why don't you choose another one when you keep talking about choices!"

The woman roared and burst into tears, the tears flowed from the eye sockets under her mask, slowly across her cheeks, flowed to her chin, and then dripped drop by drop.

The outsider looked at the woman, the expression on his face no longer had the usual ease and smile, but a serious expression.

"If there is a choice, then I will definitely choose, but the fact is, I have no choice at all. Waiting for him, I don't know how long I have waited, hundreds or thousands of years, maybe longer, I have waited for him It’s been too long, if I’m talking about the so-called choice, then I don’t know how long it will take for me to meet someone who can choose, whether it’s a thousand years or ten thousand years, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait so long.”

After hearing this, the woman was completely silent, holding the dagger tightly in her hand, tears streaming down her face.

The outsider looked at her, heaved a long sigh, walked to her side, and took the dagger back.

"let's go."

With that said, he slowly walked out of the room.

The woman stayed in the room for a while, looked at Ye Ziheng's face, and walked out after a while.

And when they all left, the Blood Feather Demon Venerable came out of Ye Ziheng's body, looked at the two who had left, and at Ye Ziheng who was lying on the bed sleeping like a dead pig, couldn't help but sigh Take a breath.

"Oh, I'm afraid the road ahead may not be easy."

After the Blood Feather Demon Venerable finished speaking, he turned around and returned to Ye Ziheng's body.

...

The next morning, Ye Ziheng just woke up and saw the deep cut on his bed, then turned his head to look at Xiaokui who was sleeping beside him, raised her paw, and scratched at the bed, and then the sheet was covered. scratched.

But Ye Ziheng looked at the size of the hole, and then at the hole on the bed. This depth doesn't look like it was drawn by Xiaokui. Did someone come in when he was asleep?

But no matter how hard Ye Ziheng practiced last night, he was still very confident in his perception ability. Unless it was a warrior of the seventh or eighth rank who quietly crawled in, no matter who it was, it was impossible for him to Sneaked in here without knowing.

However, in his impression, Hengshui City seems to have no warriors with a cultivation level above the fifth rank, so how could there be warriors with a cultivation base of the seventh or eighth rank.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Ziheng's brain felt sore, and finally shook his head, unwilling to think about it. After all, if it is really a high-grade martial artist of the seventh or eighth rank, if he wants to attack him, with his strength, he can't stop him. If he wants to kill himself, he will do it long ago. Keeping this thing is at most used as a threat, after all, Ye Ziheng's identity as a star gate disciple is still a bit of a deterrent.

But Ye Ziheng didn't hesitate to let them come for threats, if he was frightened by them, they would be great.

(to be continued)