in love with the zerg queen

After the former great master of Hengyang Sect died at the hands of the master of the Louyu Pavilion, in order to save the prestige of the sect, they searched all over the world for Hua Wumei, the only great master without any power. What happened during that time is unknown, but Hua Wumei Joined the Hengyang Sect.

Hua Wumei is a legendary figure. Her original name was Mei Niang. She was a seductive woman who was sold into a brothel since she was a child. Countless playboys are vying to pursue her.

However, the people of the world are humble.

Originally, according to her life, the best ending would be to be taken as a concubine by powerful people, or to wait until old age and fade away, step by step from the oiran to the lowest brothel, and spend the rest of her life in misery.

The turning point in her life happened when she was 17 years old.

That year she sang for a prince of the royal family, and there was an assassination against that prince at the banquet, and then she was pulled in front of her by the drunk prince, blocking the leader for him The assassin struck at his palm.

Hua Wumei was just a delicate brothel girl back then, how could she withstand the palm of a martial arts practitioner who tried her best, she went to the prince's mansion properly, but was carried back when she came back.

The old bustard naturally scolded the assassin who killed her cash cow, but when the prince sent a considerable sum of money to the brothel, the brothel old bust threw Hua Wumei in the backyard after confirming that Hua Wumei could not be cured, and let Hua Wumei die. She fends for herself.

However, what no one could have imagined was that Hua Wumei, a weak woman who had never practiced martial arts, actually relied on the internal force penetrated into her body to sing songs all the way, and cultivated to the realm of a great master within three years!

And it was a battle for the world to discover the fact that she was already a grand master.

With the power of one person, Hua Wumei bloodbathed the Ning family. There were 130 people in the Ning family, and none of them survived.

At the beginning, no one knew about the grievances between the Ning family and Hua Wumei in Longzhou, until that day when Hua Wumei, who was supposed to be thousands of miles away, appeared at the wedding banquet of Ning Xiaoyu, the second daughter of the head of the Ning family. , she appeared as a woman who was completely heartbroken, and she only asked the groom who was about to be promoted to a son-in-law: "Tell me, did you ever love me a little bit?"

The groom officer avoided her gaze: "It's just a joke, Mei Niang, Xiao Yu is my true love, so let it go."

So Hua Wumei smiled: "Then you go to die."

The woman in the dust is wearing gorgeous red makeup, which is three points more beautiful than the newlyweds. She wears small nails on her nails, and her pair of slender hands imprints her cool and blue facial features, which are unexpectedly coordinated.

She has been holding the pipa in her arms.

At this time she played the pipa.

It was the song that her lover listened to the most when she and the son-in-law of the Ning family were happy--Poppy.

Her fingers plucked the strings.

The soft voice sang this song lingeringly, she sang every word in the song softly, the sound of pipa scattered, and the clear and beautiful sound of pipa echoed in Ning's house.

Her voice still has a soft and indifferent charm, just like her, even after going through hardships, she is still the same, persistent in love, daring to love and hate.

After the song was over, she got up, and everyone discovered that the groom had bled to death from his seven orifices.

She walked out of the courtyard gracefully, and then faced the nursing home of the Ning family. Seeing that her bridegroom died on the spot, Miss Ning would not let her leave. Some of the guests present did not come on behalf of famous people. , Hua Wumei's move was undoubtedly slapping them in the face, and then asked: "Are you going to stop the servant?"

No one answered.

Hua Wumei played the pipa again.

This time, the only one who survived was a guest who had just stepped into the realm of a master.

However, the surviving Grandmaster seemed to have lost his mind, and he didn't respond to external stimuli at all. This person was directly distracted by Hua Wumei's song, except for eating, drinking, and lax instincts, just like a puppet. No more response.

Ah Heng sighed: "As the only woman among the six masters, Hua Wumei is the only woman who has entered the martial arts with her voice, and she is also the proud son of heaven that everyone envies. If she was just an ordinary person, she would have to leave with a broken heart." When Ah Heng said this, he was not without sympathy, but more of envy, if she could also have this opportunity, would she not have to live at the bottom of this society? , living like ants, the bamboo stick in her hand has turned into a small bamboo basket, which is perfect for holding fish and shrimp.

Jieling sat with her legs sideways, she quietly listened to Ah Heng's narration, and suddenly realized that Ah Heng looked small, but in fact knew a lot of things, she looked sideways at the little girl With thin limbs and sunken cheeks due to long-term malnutrition, I can feel her emotions in my heart, which is a kind of faint unwillingness.

They spent the morning chatting together.

Most of the time, it was Ah Heng who was talking and Jie Ling was listening. She listened beautifully with her head tilted and unexpectedly gentle.

Jieling's weaving speed was faster than Ah Heng's. By the time it was almost noon, the two of them had already made nine baskets of different sizes. Ah Heng took out a small bag of dry food and gave half of it to her for comparison. Looking at the size of the two of them, he remembered the beautiful and seductive carcass he saw yesterday, and gave her half of his dry food.

Afterwards, she felt that the girl seemed a little resistant.

So she pushed the food in front of her: "Sister Jieling, don't eat more, we have to pick up wild vegetables later, you will have no strength."

When the two were having lunch together, she actually felt the girl's resistance. The girl stopped after taking a bite, her pretty brows furrowed, as if this was extremely difficult to swallow food.

She thought about it, ran back to the room, and took out a small plate from it. In the plate was the sauerkraut she had recently pickled. She was planning to eat it after a while. The girl sniffed it, and smelled a little The sour taste, when Ah Heng felt that his teeth were about to jump from the acid, Jie Ling's taste buds felt a little taste.

So she saw Jieling quickly ate nearly half of the dry food with sauerkraut, and then poured the rest of the dry food into her hands.

She sighed helplessly, and finally wrapped up the remaining food carefully, planning to wait until sister Jieling was hungry at night before taking it out.

This day was unusually calm, and soon, a few big men who had worked hard all day came back, and the family had a happy meal. Xue Jing was unexpectedly energetic today. After chatting with everyone for a long time, he He took out fifteen copper coins from the money bag and handed them to Ah Heng: "You take the money first."

That's what the big man said.

Ah Heng didn't immediately follow up: "Daddy, you can keep the money, I don't need so much money."

Xue Jing looked at his sensible daughter, and the smile in the corner of his eyes became gentle. This child was also raised by him for three years. Unlike Ah Qian and Jie Ling, he regarded her as his daughter from the bottom of his heart: "Ah Heng, Tomorrow is the Qixi Festival, you are still young, but your sister Jieling is not young, or there may be someone who looks good at that time."

Ah Heng was going to refuse at first, but he thought of sister Jieling, so he smiled and took the copper coin, and said thank you daddy by the way.

A-Qian has been unexpectedly dull these two days. On weekdays at the dinner table, he would just brag about some important person he has met, but these two days he was bored, and after eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes and chopsticks. He is so hardworking that he doesn't look like him. On his way back to his room that day, he suddenly saw Ah Heng waiting for him.

"Brother Ah Qian," Ah Heng turned his head and looked at him solemnly, "I see that something is not right with you these past two days."

A Qian's heart tightened, this little girl must have discovered something.

Then I saw Ah Heng leaning over and winking at him: "Brother Ah Qian, you don't think about spring, do you? That's right, it's time for you to be at your age. Could it be that you fell in love with a girl? Look It's like being seduced by a girl."

A Qian pushed her away: "It's nothing, don't guess."

This time the back was a bit heavy, Ah Heng staggered and sat on the ground, his hands were scratched, seeing the little girl showing an aggrieved expression, her mouth was flattened and she was about to cry.

Ah Qian naturally knew that once she cried, he would have to be beaten by her adoptive father, so he immediately pulled her up from the ground: "Ah Heng, you didn't hurt anywhere, I'm sorry, it's my brother's fault."

Ah Heng's eyes were watery from the pain, but she still didn't cry out. She looked at her frayed arm and said in a low voice, "I'm fine. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I won't force you."

She walked around outside, scooped up water to wash away the dirt on the wound, and washed her still hot eyes before returning to the room.

The nights of the poor in ancient times have always been boring, unlike the powerful people, at night, the daughters of ordinary commoners either embroider in front of the oil lamp, and the husband and wife are nothing more than the little things on the kang, and there is no other entertainment for the rest, so , at night, everyone usually sleeps late. Before Ah Heng entered the room, he saw that the door was closed, so he knocked on the door politely.

After a while, Jie Ling with neatly combed hair appeared behind the door.

When Jie Ling's brows and eyes drooped, she looked slightly sad, which was a kind of tenderness that aroused pity. Her hair was still dripping with water, which made Ah Heng a little disappointed.

What are you disappointed about?

I couldn’t rub Miss Jie Ling’s back today==

Thinking of the injury on her arm today, she simply numb her body with a towel, then went to bed and lay on her side.

Jie Ling felt her depression, and asked her: "Ah Heng, what's wrong with you, are you depressed?"

After a while, she heard Ah Heng's muffled voice: "It's nothing."

With Jieling's keenness, she found the large piece of worn skin on her arm. The little girl was unhappy, and didn't notice that the wound was still bleeding.

Jieling remembered what Ah Heng said, that this seemingly carefree little girl also had an unknown past, thinking about herself, and thinking about this child, she couldn't help feeling a little pity for this little girl, She tore off a piece of cloth from the side of her skirt and threw it into the pot to cook. As if she could not feel the temperature of the boiling water, she took out the cloth strip from the pot, steamed it dry with internal force, and then returned to the pot. After leaving the room, he wrapped this newly made bandage on Ah Heng.

Ah Heng looked at the woman who was carefully bandaging her, and could feel her pity.

The sympathy of the same fate.

At night, Ah Heng dreamed again.