After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 343: Front Edge (12)

If Moer's appearance was to change Liu Ze's predetermined fate, then could the death in a car accident that Moer told him about also be part of this?

And what if it can’t be changed?

Seeds fell in the dusty corner, took root and sprouted, and when they saw a little light, they quickly climbed up the solid high wall.

He looked at it, then punched the wall hard, and small cracks spread, cracked, and finally broke through.

He saw the world behind the walls.

The answer is revealed.

Only when it cannot be changed do we need to continue and only then will it be corrected once.

A violent rage rose up in Lingchuan's heart, and he rushed around and roared angrily.

It is the pain and resentment towards their loved ones being treated as pawns, and it is the fear and helplessness that causes and limits them.

Countless emotions intertwined in his heart, like a huge thorny net, mercilessly strangling Ling Chuan's heart that was almost about to explode.

Suddenly, Ling Chuan thought of the three years that his subordinate had simply and lightly summarized:

Liu Ze was sold again and again, but fortunately she found Liu Zheng's family and later married Yan Hai. They divorced after a month and she started a small business again, which was doing well.

A year later, Lin Wenbin's identity was exposed. Not only did he produce evidence to send him and Old Lady Liu to jail, he also helped the government to successfully suppress the bandits, thus resolving a major problem.

Although Liu Ze did not leave his name on the bandit suppression mission, the person who could accomplish such a task could not have been Liu Ze himself. Instead, it seemed more like his younger brother who hated evil.

As for Li's mother and her two sons, he did not show any mercy and dealt with them all at once.

Without Old Lady Liu's family who were looking for trouble, and without Li Jingran who came to Qinghe County to relax when he and Qi went to the city to sell malt sugar, no one knew that Liu Ze's biological mother was the sister that Liu Qiuwu had been looking for.

In the next two years, Liu Ze made a living by doing medicinal materials business. His life was fulfilling and peaceful. Although it cannot be said that there were no waves at all, it was not to the point of being too stormy either.

So the problem obviously isn't here.

Since it's not here, it must be three years later...

Suddenly realizing something, Ling Chuan's pupils constricted, his eye sockets widened, and his astonishment was gradually replaced by heavy grief.

Is it because of "myself"? Ling Chuan's eyes were blank, and he thought blankly.

Yes, three years later, the young man had an intersection with "himself".

And what about “myself”?

He has made countless enemies, and there are countless people who want him dead. If the young man follows him, the danger he will face is self-evident.

So was it really "himself" who was to blame? Ling Chuan couldn't accept it, even if it was just a one-sided speculation.

It’s hard to explain, it’s like there’s a voice silently telling him: This is it…

Ling Chuan's heart suddenly began to ache, as if it was being stabbed by a sharp knife.

He covered his chest with his hands and pulled his collar tightly. His resolute face was tense with pain and he almost couldn't sit on the stool.

At this moment, he no longer had time to think about whether Liu Yun had really framed the little brother, nor did he have time to think about whether reality had changed. His mind was filled with questions about whether he had harmed the little brother.

Perhaps she had seen through his thoughts, for as soon as his eyes flickered, the scene before his eyes changed.

Ling Chuan was forced to "switch" his perspective, completely cutting off contact with the restaurant, and was surrounded by swords and sabers.

Ling Chuan was shocked to find that "himself" and the young man were surrounded by dozens of men in black. His heart skipped a beat and he hurried over to check on the young man.

Seeing that he was unharmed and just looked a little pale, Ling Chuan felt relieved.

With just a glance, he saw corpses scattered on the ground and killers everywhere. Ling Chuan's expression instantly became grim again.

This time he was no longer trapped in "his own" body, but he still couldn't help. Seeing that "his" body had been cut by sharp weapons and had several bloody marks, and the young man didn't know how to fight, it would be difficult for "himself" to break out by himself.

Ling Chuan cursed and called himself stupid. He knew that there were dangers everywhere around him but he still didn't keep more people around him. What if he got in trouble?

Just as he was angry, the fight broke out again. "I" was protecting my brother while fighting the enemy. As expected, "I" was seriously injured by the man in black again.

"puff--"

Ling Chuan watched helplessly as "himself" was stabbed on the lower left shoulder, and after kicking the other person away, "himself" spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!" The little boy screamed and hurriedly held "himself" while shouting his name in fear: "Lingchuan! Lingchuan, how are you?"

"I'm fine. I'm sorry for dragging you down." [Ling Chuan] wiped the blood from the edge of his lips with the tip of his finger, touched it with the tip of his tongue, and turned his head slightly to apologize to the young man.

During this time, another man in black came up with a knife. He pulled the young man away and killed him with a knife.

But he was outnumbered and could only take care of one side but not the other. A long bloody scratch was left on his back by the other man.

If this continues they will all die here. Ling Chuan was terrified and his eyes turned red with anxiety. A dark storm was surging in his eyes. He was afraid that what he had originally thought would be confirmed the next moment.

"Lingchuan, don't be afraid of me!" the young man suddenly said.

"what?"

[The man] and the man in black didn’t know what this meant.

Ling Chuan's breath was shocked, and he felt a silent bitterness in his chest, and it felt like sand was filling his throat.

Mo Er, he wouldn't want to...

Sure enough, the next second the young man pulled "himself" into the space in full view of everyone.

As soon as he entered, Ling Chuan was stunned.

Another "self" was also so shocked that he lost his words.

He was helped by the boy to sit on the stool, and drank the water the boy put to his mouth in a dull manner.

They landed in a courtyard. The house was simple, like a square wooden box.

Outside, there is a large area of ​​medicinal herbs, as well as fruits, vegetables, and fruit trees. It looks green at a glance, and further away, there is even a lake!

"Amo, where is this..."

[Ling Chuan] asked the young man, then suddenly lowered his head to look at his chest and arms. He moved, then pulled open his collar and took off his clothes. His eyes suddenly widened. The wound... had healed!

He raised his head and looked at the boy who was biting his lips and looking at him, as if he was considering how to answer. He took the initiative to ask, "Amo, are you a god?"

The young man's brewing emotions were suddenly broken, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes were as bright as stars and charming.

"Why a deity? Aren't you afraid that I'm a mountain spirit or a wild monster? Aww..." The young man made a gesture as if he was going to eat someone, baring his teeth and claws to scare people, "You are the kind who can be killed in one bite."

[Ling Chuan] gently tapped the root of his wrinkled nose, as if he was amused by him, and a faint smile was revealed in his voice: "No, so when Ah Mo said don't be afraid just now, is that what he meant?"

"Yes." The boy nodded, "This is my secret, but fortunately I have it, otherwise we would all be in trouble."

But now that it's like this, it's no longer a secret.

The man fell silent.

Ling Chuan, who was watching from the sidelines, also fell silent.

He didn't expect that the young man exposed the existence of space under such circumstances. Could this be another reason?

Everything has its own path. Ling Chuan thought of the colorful cloud bottle that Zhao Xier mentioned...

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me..."

Men are guilty of their actions.

"Hey." The young man waved his hands twice to interrupt him.

"It's none of your business. It's my choice. Besides, don't blame me for not dragging you in right away. You got stabbed in vain... I was just scared, and I didn't know how to tell you this..."