Chapter 37: Wynn

Chapter 37: Wynn

Chapter 37: Wynn

The wind and snow continued outside, but in the temple, Guan Gong was majestic and majestic.

"Xiao Xia, do you doubt me?"

Zhao Huai'en stood up, looking incredulous.

Zhao Xia looked up and said, "Why would I doubt you? I just want to know what else happened when Daddy died?"

"Okay, I'll tell you."

"The Dragon Scale Society has many experts. My foster father actually knew that it would be dangerous to return. He whipped me on the back of my horse..."

“That’s how I escaped!”

Zhao Huai'en slowly took off his outer robe, revealing a scar extending from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. The newly grown flesh was twisted and turned outward, looking extremely scary.

This knife was too dangerous. If it was even slightly off by three points, it would have injured the heart meridian, and even a great god would not be able to save it.

If it was a little deeper, the abdomen would be broken and the intestines would spill out. Given the current situation of the Wild Wolf Gang hiding from place to place, they would not be able to escape death.

Zhao Huai'en's eyes were filled with endless sorrow. He said, "Xiao Xia, do you think I would betray my adoptive father and join the Dragon Scale Society? In your heart, I, Zhao Huai'en, am such an ungrateful villain?"

"Don't forget, your last name is Zhao, and mine is Zhao too!"

The ten ordinary gang members in the temple looked over with puzzlement in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

Zhao Xia stood up and walked to Zhao Huai'en, putting a robe on him personally.

The two of them stood together, and the woman was half a head taller than him.

Zhao Xia has obvious exotic ancestry, with a high nose, deep eyes, fair skin, and a voluptuous figure that does not match her actual age. Upon closer inspection, she has an extremely moving purity and charm.

Zhao Huai'en looked up at the woman he had known for twelve years, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "When I was eight years old, I was living on the streets and met my adoptive father. From then on, the Wild Wolf Gang is my home, and my adoptive father is my real father."

"Now that my adoptive father is gone, we are each other's only relatives."

"Xiao Xia, can I take care of you from now on?"

Zhao Huai'en held the woman's hand, his eyes were burning as if reflecting two balls of fire.

Crack! A few sparks popped out of the fire.

"Brother Huai En, as long as we brothers and sisters work together, we will be able to destroy the Dragon Scale Society, avenge Dad, and rebuild the Wild Wolf Gang."

Zhao Xia calmly withdrew his hand and sat back in front of the fire.

"You're right. You're really speaking more and more like a foster father. Xiao Xia, you will definitely lead the Wild Wolf Gang to become bigger and stronger and move towards glory."

Zhao Huai'en's hands were still stretched in the air. He looked at the tall and graceful woman with a smile in his eyes, as if he was pleased.

In the wing on the left side of the altar, there were twenty loads of salt, weighing about two thousand kilograms.

After hiding in the temple for more than thirty days, the food they brought with them had already been eaten up. Later, they relied on sending gang members down the mountain to exchange salt for some food. The remnants of the Wild Wolf Gang have managed to survive until today.

It has been snowing heavily in recent days, making the road down the mountain difficult to travel. There is no extra food in the surrounding villages. Although salt is a necessity, the poor people have limited consumption capacity, resulting in increasingly scarce food reserves.

From three meals a day, it was reduced to two meals, and both were thin porridge.

It would be fine to eat two meals a day, but now the weather is so cold and there is no meat to supplement, it is extremely difficult to bear.

Zhao Huai'en took out half a bag of rice from the side room, poured it into the earthenware jar, added ice and snow, and finally put on the wooden lid. The firewood underneath was burning very vigorously.

Everyone watched with drooling eyes, wishing they could just eat the raw rice.

There was a food shortage and only those in higher positions could distribute food.

Half an hour later, the aroma of rice porridge spread.

Zhao Huai'en opened the wooden lid, added half a pound of salt and some unpalatable wild vegetables, and cooked for another ten minutes before opening the lid and eating. He first took out a complete porcelain bowl and filled it with a bowl of wild vegetable porridge.

The other gang members used broken porcelain and tiles found in the temple as bowls and couldn't wait to scoop up the porridge. No one cared about the heat and poured it directly into their mouths.

"Xiao Xia, drink this bowl of porridge. You haven't eaten for two days."

"Let the brothers eat first."

When Zhao Xia saw that his brothers had all drunk the porridge, he picked up the bowl and took two sips.

She thought to herself, "Today's porridge is a little thick. I wonder if there will be enough food."

bump!
Half of the broken bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"In the porridge, in the porridge..."

The gang member pointed at the large earthenware pot used to cook porridge and wanted to say something, but he couldn't. His whole body was as soft as mud and he fell to the ground. Except for his eyes and ears, he couldn't move a single finger.

"Someone poisoned the porridge..." "Is it the bastards from the Dragon Scale Society who are here to kill us?"

"Let's fight, let's fight them..."

Before the gang members could draw their swords, they fell to the ground one after another, all suffering the same symptoms.

Zhao Xia was about to stand up when she suddenly felt dizzy. She leaned against the altar and slowly sat down, practicing Qigong and regulating her breathing, but she found that her tendons and veins were weak and she couldn't muster any internal strength.

She looked at the eleven people lying in the temple with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Get up and stop pretending."

"You didn't even drink the porridge!"

The man got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his robe, looked down at Zhao Xia, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His first thought was that he finally didn't have to look up at her anymore, waiting for her favor, and he felt extremely happy.

Zhao Xia's eyes were blazing with fire: "You were the one who betrayed the Wild Wolf Gang, Zhao Huai'en!"

Zhao Huai'en chuckled and said, "Xiao Xia, didn't you suspect me a long time ago?"

"I didn't expect it was really you! Why?"

Zhao Huai'en walked to the altar, squatted down, and put his hand on the woman's face.

Zhao Xia reached out to pick up the Xuanhua Axe, but found that he could not use his internal force, as if 70% to 80% of his strength had been drained.

The Xuanhua Axe did not move at all.

Zhao Huai'en's eyes showed a trace of obsession: "Why? You ask why? Don't you really know?"

Zhao Xia spat out two words: "Traitor!"

Zhao Huai'en pretended not to hear and gently stroked the woman's cheek: "Because you, Xiaoxia, I like you too much and want you too much."

"You're such a disgusting dog."

Zhao Huai'en was getting closer and closer to Zhao Xia, his eyes burning with passion.
"I am a dog?"

"I gave you a chance!"

"I went to ask Zhao Laodao for help. I know he won't pass the position of gang leader to me, and I haven't asked for it. As long as I can be with you, Xiaoxia, I would rather marry into the Zhao family. But..."

Zhao Huai'en's face became ferocious and he spoke in a low voice.

"But none of you gave me a chance."

"I have no choice but to find the Dragon Scale Society."

"In fact, that night, foster father and the five heads of the family all had wine stuffed with 'Five Spice Softening Powder'. The Dragon Scale Society came to kill them, and foster father didn't even have time to draw his sword before Lin Kun smashed his heart meridian with a palm and chopped off his head."

Zhao Xia's eyes were red with anger: "You beast, I will kill you."

Zhao Huai'en looked at the woman's powerless appearance, feeling extremely pleased. He laughed and said, "I'll just tell you, do you still think Liu Dachui can come back?"

Zhao Xia's face turned pale: "Is... is it a trap set by the Dragon Scale Society?"

"The masters of the Dragon Scale Society have already ambushed them in the Black Pine Forest, waiting for them to die."

Zhao Huai'en placed his hands on his chest and slowly unbuttoned his grey leather robe, revealing the white undergarment underneath. His two peaks were trembling as if they were about to break free from the restraints of the cloth and burst out in anger.

He lowered his head and sniffed it obsessively.

"Beast...beast..."

The effect of Wuxiang Softening Powder took effect, Zhao Xia even had difficulty speaking, and he couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide. He could only use his bloodshot eyes, wishing he could cut pieces of flesh from Zhao Huai'en.

"Xiao Xia, I'm sorry, brother."

"I had planned that today, after the rice has been cooked, I would marry you and live together till old age."

"Who would have thought...Lin Kun also took a fancy to you."

"He said that with your voluptuous figure, you will definitely be able to give birth to a son for the Lin family."

"I can't help it. I'm already a member of the Dragon Scale Society."

"But I'll play with you first, and then give you to Lin Kun."

"Instead of letting Lin Kun get away with it, you might as well be nice to me."

The undergarment was slowly lifted, revealing the snow-covered mountains.

Just as Zhao Huai'en was about to eat a big bite, he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

"Hey, I came at the wrong time!"

(End of this chapter)