"Cursed, it means that their ancestors have done things that hurt heaven and reason."

Uncle Zhang was taken aback by these words, and stammered: "You, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Uncle Zhang, I hear a voice in front of me." Jiang Shaoxin suddenly raised his head and listened in the wind.

In the middle of the night in the desert, the wind passes through the scattered sand dunes and rocks, forming an intermittent whimper.

Uncle Zhang listened for a moment, was taken aback, and ran forward.

Jiang Shaoxin also ran along, and before he got close to their camp, he heard the howls of wolves one after another.

The camp was in chaos, with dozens of wolves running around, some dragging corpses, others fighting people.

The screams and howls of wolves formed a symphony of blood and cruelty in this night.

Jiang Shaoxin's footsteps stopped, and he grabbed Uncle Zhang: "It's a wolf!" ”

"I'm going to save the young master!" Uncle Zhang shook off his hand, "Shaoxin, you go first!" ”

Uncle Zhang pushed him, pushed him onto a horse, and slapped his palm on the horse's back.

The horse galloped out, and Uncle Zhang shouted loudly at his back: "Shaoxin, don't forget the young master, the young master's heart for you is true!" ”

Jiang Shaoxin glanced back, and was soon led by the horse into the dark night with the wind whistling.

After that, Uncle Zhang's memory was bloody, and the fierce wolves pounced on him, and he ran to Jiang Xin, who was gnawed by the wolves, and snatched him out from under the wolf's mouth.

"Young Master!" Uncle Zhang burst into tears, "I didn't protect you well!" ”

Jiang Xin's bitten flesh and blood were blurred, only half of his breath was left, one hand tightly grasped Uncle Zhang's clothes, and asked, "Shaoxin, what about Shaoxin?" ”

"I sent him away."

For a moment, Jiang Xin's eyes were full of complex emotions, like disappointment, regret, relief, and comfort......

Eventually, these countless emotions intertwined into a shallow smile on his face, forever frozen on his young and handsome face.

Uncle Zhang was able to leave a life, it was pure luck, maybe the wolves were full, and in the end, he was left with no end to gnaw and barely picked up a life.

But he was blind and could not see anything again.

Van Lingshu withdrew his hand, and his mind could not be calmed for a long time.

Jiang Shaoxin really didn't lie, and compared to what he said, he obviously concealed more of his unfortunate experience.

Jiang Xin had evil thoughts about him, and in the presence of Uncle Zhang, Jiang Xin did not shy away from it at all, and when the two got along in private, they didn't know how much it would be.

Jiang Shaoxin was bought back by him and raised by him.

No wonder Jiang Shaoxin in Uncle Zhang's eyes is always so cold to Jiang Xin, he has always held him hostage with kindness, and people who covet or even violate him can't like it anyway.

Suddenly, a faint light swept through Fan Lingshu's eyes, and she looked down to see that there was something hidden in Uncle Zhang's collar.

I didn't see it before, but now I have seen it when I start the cycle of yin and yang.

He gently opened Uncle Zhang's collar and saw an ordinary jade pendant, but the red light on it seemed to be some kind of soul light.

"The cult people have reappeared!" Someone outside shouted.

Fan Lingshu was startled, and he didn't have time to think too much, the spiritual power on his fingers flashed, and he cut off the rope of the jade pendant and hurriedly put it into his arms.

She climbed out of the window, but found that many people from the Jiang family were running from this side, so she had no choice but to run in the other direction.