Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

That day, Zhang Qiling wrote to say that they would arrive in Shacheng soon and rest in Shacheng for a while.

After Hua Yu got the news, he couldn't control his temper and rushed around to decorate the yard, fearing that his brother would not be able to sleep well, eat well, or rest well after his arrival.

Even when Chenpi asked him to take him to the black market, he just shook his head and said he couldn't go because he had something else to do.

On the other side, Qiu Dekao knew what the precious young master of Wanchongshan had been busy with recently. Combined with his previous busy situation, he thought he had obtained accurate information.

Qiu Dekao and Tian Zhongliangzi sent a telegram, asking people to lurk at various exits of the Sand City in order to snipe the young gentleman who was held in the heart of Master Wan Chongshan.

Tian Zhongliangzi brought their few remaining troops in Sand City and some mercenaries from Qiu Dekao's side and ambushed in the woods near Sand City.

After getting the exact news, Hua Yu could no longer sit still. She just wanted to see Zhang Qiling as soon as possible, so she took Er Yuehong, who had just arrived, and drove to the outside of Shacheng to wait for Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling was sitting in the car with a man in military uniform sitting next to him. However, through the uniform, you could vaguely see the layers of bandages wrapped around him, and there was some red on the bandages.

"Thanks to Brother Zhang's help, otherwise I, Xiao, wouldn't be where I am today."

"It's just a piece of cake." Zhang Qiling did not look up to him just because of the officer named Xiao.

"What are you talking about? Brother Zhang's little help saved my life, Xiao Zexiu's life, and also saved the lives of so many of my brothers. I remember this favor." Xiao Zexiu recalled the scene when he met Zhang Qiling on the battlefield.

He was at the end of his rope, with no reinforcements behind him and a large enemy in front of him. He held the gun tightly in his hand, frowning slightly. The cold wind whistled past, blowing his bangs in front of his forehead. His teammates behind him had fallen, leaving him alone to fight. He knew that this was a battle of life and death, and victory or defeat would determine their fate.

The number of enemies seemed endless, but he was not afraid. He knew that as long as he was still standing here, he had to fight to the last moment. A strong belief surged in his heart, and he believed that he could overcome all difficulties.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, but he did not stop. He knew that only by continuing to fight could he protect his family and friends behind him. There was a firm light in his eyes, and he was determined not to let anyone get hurt.

When his gun could no longer fire a single bullet, he felt a little exhausted and wanted to give up resistance, but when he looked back, he saw that the young clerk beside him had already died together with the enemy while holding the bomb; and Erniu, who had said yesterday that he was waiting to go home and whose child could not recognize his father; and the young soldiers who had been scolded by him for only being able to talk but not to do, were all lying on the ground, lifeless.

Xiao Zexiu gritted his teeth, picked up the big knife that was dropped by one of his brothers, and rushed forward.

When his knife began to crack, he knelt on the ground, looked up at the rising sun, and thought that he did not have the face to go back to see his ancestors.

The flash of the enemy's bayonet reflected on Xiao Zexiu's face. He slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly for the bayonet to fall. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't feel the bayonet piercing his body.

When Xiao Zexiu opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Qiling standing in front of him against the light. He was dressed in black and holding a black knife dripping with blood.

At this moment, Xiao Zexiu seemed to have met a god.

Xiao Zexiu had a pistol stuffed in his hand, and with tears in his eyes he followed Zhang Qiling and the helpers he brought with him and successfully fought off the enemy.

After Xiao Zexiu finished his recollections, people were still frightened. If it had been a little later, he would have really gone to see his grandmother.

Hua Yu sat in the car, staring outside, afraid of missing Zhang Qiling.

When the familiar car appeared in front of him, Hua Yu's eyes widened, he opened the door and rushed out.

Zhang Qiling looked at him rushing out without caring about his own safety. He could no longer sit still and opened the door and ran out before the car even stopped completely.

When Zhang Qiling hugged Hua Yu, he buried his head deep in his neck and took a deep breath.

"Brother, I miss you so much! I haven't seen you for a long time since we last met in Peking, and you refused to even write me a letter." Hua Yu's crying words entangled Zhang Qiling's heart bit by bit.

Zhang Qiling held him and helped him breathe slowly.

Xiao Zexiu and Er Yuehong, who were standing aside, just pretended not to see the affectionate scene between the two. Xiao Zexiu was a little confused at first, but he knew what to say in what occasion and some things should not be investigated too deeply.

The two stood aside and chatted among themselves, and neither of them noticed the enemy approaching quietly.

Hua Yu opened her misty eyes and vaguely saw a man pointing a gun at Zhang Qiling.

After a gunshot, birds flew away and those who were still on guard did not come to their senses. Only Er Yuehong and Xiao Zexiu heard Zhang Qiling's roar like a trapped beast.

A blood flower bloomed on Hua Yu's heart, and Zhang Qiling hugged Hua Yu who was falling.

"Brother, I'm glad you're okay! Don't worry about me, I just want to go home, brother, please take me home!"

Zhang Qiling couldn't find his voice at this moment, and he felt the loss again.

After Hua Yu was injured, Qin Fuguang and Di Xin felt Hua Yu's breath becoming weaker and weaker, and when the two arrived.

Hua Yu was placed in Er Yuehong's arms. Her lips had lost their color, and the blood on her chest soaked through her clothes bit by bit.

Zhang Qiling was like a devil returning from hell, mechanically holding the knife and slaughtering those who came to die.

Qin Fuguang and Di Xin picked up Hua Yu one while the other knocked Zhang Qiling unconscious.

“In February, we take them home!”

"Someone will take care of it here. I left some people for you just in case."

After Qin Fuguang gave Er Yuehong a few words, the four disappeared in front of everyone. Xiao Zexiu's three views were shattered and reassembled within a day. As for Er Yuehong and the people brought by Zhang Qiling before, they said that this was all routine operations.

It was inconvenient for Xiao Zexiu and his men to stay in Sand City any longer, so they continued on their way. Zhang Qiling's men followed Er Yuehong back to Sand City.

Hua Yu couldn't hold up his human form halfway through and turned back into a lotus, but it was a closed lotus.

When they finally returned to Changbai after much haste, the gatekeeper King Wannu was still hesitating.

After Xiao Lianhua and Zhang Qiling were sent to Uncle Liu, Qin Fuguang rolled up his sleeves and beat up the gatekeeper.