Be pampered after being reborn with an old enemy

Chapter 37

At that time, Han Zixin was reading aloud in the private school cottage with a scroll in hand.The voices of children reading along came from the classroom, scattered in the courtyard, and submerged in the noisy streets.

Di Jiao stood at the entrance of the private school, watching that familiar figure through the open window for a long time before stepping into the courtyard.As soon as he appeared, it was written in the classroom that the naughty ghost saw him through the window, and immediately a child shouted loudly: "Mr. Han, that beautiful brother is looking for you again!"

When the little ones heard the shout, they all turned their heads to look out, laughing from time to time, as if Di Jiao was something new.

When Han Zixin heard this for the first time, he was stunned.Afterwards, she suddenly turned her head and looked out, seeing that it was Di Jiao, a burst of joy burst into her brows uncontrollably.He hurriedly said to the primary school students: "Zimo's "Ling Xiao·Prophecy", I will treat the guests first, and then check you one by one." After he finished speaking, he put down his book and walked out.

But at this time, the bold naughty ghost shouted out of the window: "Beautiful brother, come often. Once you come, Teacher Han will not be as strict as before. We all like you!"

Di Jiao smiled helplessly when she heard the words, and said, "Strict teachers produce high-quality apprentices, he is doing it for your own good."

When Han Zixin who walked to the door heard this sentence, his face immediately turned cold, and he said to the child in the room: "Jiang Chenyu, keep silent for thirty times, you are not allowed to go home today if you can't finish." The children in the room burst into laughter The little naughty ghost named Jiang Chenyu muttered with a bitter face: "Why is Mr. Han like this? Don't let people tell the truth—" Seeing Han Zixin staring at him again, he quickly covered his mouth.

Han Zixin walked up to Di Jiao, and could see that he was both surprised and a little excited, his lips moved as if he was unprepared and didn't know what to say for a while, he muttered for a long time, and only asked, "Are you here?" It was like nonsense.

Di Jiao said: "It's a bit sudden, it interrupted Senior Brother Han's class, I'll go to the back hall and wait, Senior Brother Han will finish the class first?"

Han Zixin shook his head, and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's rare for you to come here, it doesn't matter if I accompany you for a while."

Di Jiao looked into the hall, saw those children were bowing their heads silently, so she didn't refuse, and entered the back hall together with Han Zixin.He has some important things to say today.The day after tomorrow, they will set off for the Northern Territory. At that time, Cang Linxue will lead the team and they will be on the boat again. It may not be so easy to talk to Han Zixin alone.However, this matter has always been in Di Jiao's heart, like a weed that grows crazily. .

The two entered the main room, Han Zixin made tea for Di Jiao, and asked, "Why are you free to come to my place today?" He invited him to come two days ago, but he directly refused.

Di Jiao didn't intend to make any detours, so she asked directly, "Senior Brother Han, I want to know why you quit the sect?"

Han Zixin turned his back to Di Jiao, but his back visibly stiffened because of these words.He was holding the teapot in his hand, and the water overflowed the teacup without realizing it, it could be seen that he was immersed in some kind of emotion and couldn't extricate himself.

In fact, Di Jiao's words did open a certain gate in Han Zixin's memory. The most unbearable past events in Han Zixin's life came rushing in like a raging flood, and his eyes instantly turned red——

It was a blood mist like a red gauze, and the blood splashed onto his pupils, staining his eyes red.

This day was supposed to be the wedding day of Cang Linxue and Di Jiao, and it happened to be the Qixi Festival of that year, and the entire Lingxiao City seemed to be immersed in a red sea that filled the sky.At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and the east gate of Lingxiao City had just opened, when a carriage sped out.

The coachman was dressed in a red wedding dress, with flying hair and a handsome appearance, but his face was full of anxiety, looking back from time to time as if worried that someone would catch up behind him.A person in the carriage leaned against the carriage and seemed to be asleep.The carriage was speeding and bumping abnormally, but even if the man knocked his head on the side wall again and again, he showed no sign of waking up.If you look closely, you can easily guess from his soft and boneless neck what kind of medicine he must have taken to sleep so deeply.

The people in the compartment were also dressed in wedding clothes, but he was obviously a man, but the style of the wedding clothes had women's embroidery patterns.This kind of situation is not common, coupled with the fact that the carriage was speeding out of the city and the expression of the handsome coachman before dawn, it is easy to think of the word "snatching a bride".

Sure enough, the carriage only ran a mile east of the city, and there was a sound of horseshoes behind it.Where the sound passed, bursts of yellow sand rose up, with an astonishing momentum. In addition, countless cold sword lights flashed in midair above the carriage.Seeing this, the coachman closed his eyes bitterly, and when he opened them again, he stopped the carriage, rolled over into the box, and carried the person inside out.

He actually abandoned the car and absconded.But he ran less than [-] meters with the talent in his arms, when a sword light struck in the air. This sword light was scorching hot and domineering. The coachman in wedding clothes had no time to hide. When he turned his head, he had time to raise his arm to block it. Fortunately, at this moment, a strong wind was blowing up the sword, but the sword light was so menacing that some missing sword energy swept over his arm, and there was a puff, and a stream of blood rose from that arm. Fog blinded his eyes.

All in the blink of an eye.Because the coachman wanted to block, he couldn't hug the person in his arms when he raised his hand, only one arm was left to hug the person tightly to his chest.

At this moment, the coachman's eyes were full of blood, and the world seemed to be blood-colored. The sun in the east had not yet risen, only a little white, but in his eyes, it was a blood-colored dawn.

After this pause, several imperial swordsmen descended from the sky, and several servants on horseback also rushed up behind them.

Among the celestial beings, the leader was also dressed in a bright red wedding dress. After he settled down, his face was gloomy, and he raised his hand and released five matchlocks to tie him up while the man was blinded by blood. Turning over, a fire rope swept away the person in the man's arms.

The change was so fast that the servants who came up on horseback didn't seem to understand what was going on, and the unconscious man had already been hugged by another person.

"Han Zixin, what did you feed him?" The person who asked the question was the one who set the fire, and it was Cang Linxue.

And the person who lost his eyes, the person who snatched the marriage was Han Zixin. At this time, he smiled sadly when he heard the words, and said: "Brother, you are very clever, I was just about to ask you what you gave him? If you don't love him, don't Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you married him and tricked him into giving you his heart and soul?"

"Nonsense!" Cang Linxue slapped her in a rage, and Han Zixin was tied up with a fire rope and couldn't avoid it. After accepting the palm for life, she was shocked back again and again and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Cang Linxue stopped talking nonsense with him, picked up Di Jiao, stepped on the sword and turned to leave, when Han Zixin shouted angrily: "If you don't love him, don't touch him!"

This time, Cang Linxue didn't even answer the words, only said to the disciple beside him: "Press him into the dungeon of Lingxiao Pavilion, after the ceremony, he will be punished after listening." '

The disciple took the order, pulled out the fairy net tied around his waist, and put it on Han Zixin, no matter how much Han Zixin yelled, the voice could no longer be heard.

The people who looked like servants who came chasing after on horseback were a little dumbfounded seeing this scene. Some of them were afraid of being held accountable, so they quickly explained to Cang Linxue, "Pavilion Master, calm down, Pavilion Master, please forgive me. It is because we are not good at getting married, so let Mr. Di He was robbed by someone, but at that time, Mr. Han had a mask on his face and imitated your speech, so we let him into that Xiyuan. Please look into it, the Pavilion Master!"

A group of people knelt down while talking.

Cang Linxue was silent for a long while, as if trying to calm down, just when those people were so frightened that they were about to pee their pants, she left a sentence: "I'm not listed." She hugged Di Jiao and left.

The accompanying disciples thought to themselves, if Cang Linxue hadn't been thinking about his current status as the pavilion master and the auspicious day of his wedding today, these servants might...

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In the back hall of the private school.

Seeing that Han Zixin was pouring out the tea, Di Jiao reminded him, "Brother, the tea has spilled."

Han Zixin woke up like a dream, he hurriedly put down the teapot, and subconsciously touched the other arm with one hand, where there is still a burning mark.

Seeing that Han Zixin's expression was wrong, Di Jiao couldn't help asking again: "Brother, what's the secret?"