The dignified Night Hero, a former school-level master, now he compromised to drink a bowl of porridge because of a peasant woman holding a feather duster.

Zhang Xi didn't feel frustrated, she felt a little funny.

He knew that the peasant woman and the farmer treated him kindly, and wanted him to live and make him well, so he treated him like this.

They could clearly put him aside, feel that he had defiled the temple and sacrificed him to God, but they did not.

They brought him back, changed him into clean clothes, and gave him some food.

When the tiger fell into the sun and was bullied by the dog, there were strangers like them who distributed the few foods in their bowls to him of unknown origin.

If he was a bad guy...

"Can I have another bowl?" Zhang Xi hadn't eaten anything for a long time. Even if it was a very clear porridge, his body suddenly became much warmer after drinking the hot porridge. And the care from the farmer couple made his body warm up quickly.

As the peasant woman said, he had to make himself well as soon as possible. Only when he got better and could move could he go to Yao Yu.

After drinking five bowls of porridge in a row and drinking all the porridge, Zhang Xi felt that her physical condition was much warmer. She struggled to get up, but the farmer suddenly pressed it onto the bed with both hands: "Don't move, you still need to rest."

In Zhang Xi's puzzled and unwilling eyes, he said, "You have been sleeping for two days and two nights. It's not a short time before you can rest for a long time, and then get up after eating."

After saying that, he took the pot and pan and went out with the peasant woman, closed the door, and left the quiet resting environment to Zhang Xi.

Zhang Xi was thinking of Yao Yu in her heart, how could she sleep?

He looked at the door, and after a while, he struggled to get up. He put on his shoes and tried to walk a few steps.

In just a few steps, my legs and feet became weak and I became breathless.

Indeed, he is still very weak.

The food I just ate is not as fast as possible to distribute energy throughout the body.

He still needs rest.

He has been delaying for a long time. If he goes out in such a situation, he may not be able to go far and fall down again.

He didn't know which direction to look for it.

It will not be too easy to find someone in the vast mountains.

Lying on the bed, stroking my chest, it still hurts.

As she carefully recalled her kick, Yao Yu's cultivation level, which had lost both arms, did not seem to have much regression.

If you have such cultivation, you should be careful and you should not be in danger.

Under normal circumstances, you will despise a person who has lost his arms. When you despise her, it is the best time for her to fight back.

It doesn’t matter if you have the power of playing games, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have to eat for a short period of time.

Don't worry about safe survival.

He began to worry about other life problems.

She has no arms, changed clothes, and no one takes care of her. What should she do?

well……

He was thinking in an optimistic direction, but no matter how he kept an optimistic direction, he would still worry about her.

She shouldn't seek death.

She told Jia Jia and the others about her while venting her. She should not underestimate her life before they get revenge.

Apart from her hands, she has a higher combat power than herself.

"What if she wants to take revenge in person?"

"I hope she has this idea."

Zhang Xi was looking forward to it.

Because once she had such an idea, he could judge whether Yao Yu was still alive by knowing whether the Huang family still existed.

The affairs of the Huang family are the major events in the world.

As long as the Huang family still exists well and nothing big happens, Yao Yu should be safe.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xi felt a little relieved.

He didn't know when he fell asleep or how long he had slept. The farmer didn't call him, and it might have been here on time. He found that he was still asleep, so he didn't wake him up.

When he got up, he began to have the strength to walk a few more steps and opened the door. It was the sunny time. Judging from the light, he should have been sleeping for nearly a day.

"Are you up? Eat, keep warming you up. Don't dislike it, it's porridge." The farmer was chopping firewood in the yard. When he saw Zhang Xi coming out, he pointed to the simple kitchen not far away.

"Thank you." Zhang Xi walked over, took a bowl of porridge for himself, and slowly started drinking it.

He is no longer in a hurry.

He was willing to believe in Yao Yu, and he firmly believed that the woman he loved would never be a girl who would commit suicide.

He also knows Yao Yu.

She is a strong girl. With her relationship with Jia Jia and those sisters who come from Zidian, she will never be self-deprecating before avenging them.

She loves herself.

Those harsh words were all the performances she loved herself and forced herself to leave her for the time being.

Perhaps, he and her need to be separated for a while and calm down from each other.

"Can I help?" Zhang Xi cleaned the pot and bowl and came to the farmer, trying to help him chop wood.

"You are still very weak, can you do it?" The farmer looked at Zhang Xi hesitantly. He had helped Zhang Xi change his clothes and knew how serious the injury was.

"And your face..."

He pointed at Zhang Xi's face. Before, because Zhang Xi's face was dirty, the farmer wiped it a little while he saw a little scar and did not dare to move again, for fear of hurting him.

I don’t understand medical skills and don’t understand whether Zhang Xi’s injuries are serious.

He could only make a judgment based on his own subjective feelings. He had no medicine to apply to him anyway, so he just kept dirty, at least not causing him pain.

When Zhang Xi had just eaten and washed dishes, she washed her face to make herself more energetic.

When he approached the farmer, the farmer saw clearly the scars on Zhang Xi's face like bark, and couldn't help but feel a little palpitations.

"My face, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention." Zhang Xi probably knew what the situation was. She squatted down and applied some soil to her face again.

The scars on the body must be either used with special plasters, or they must be able to re-cultivate the game power and repair them with the game power, otherwise he will carry the scars on this body for the rest of his life.

"Isn't that what you mean, are you really okay?" The farmer didn't ask more about what happened to Zhang Xi.

Everyone has a past that they don’t want to mention. Since he is willing to help, let him help. “Give it.”

He handed the axe to Zhang Xi.

Holding the axe gives the illusion that a warrior regains his weapon.

"Clang"

Zhang Xi did not answer in words. He raised his hand and placed a piece of wood on the wooden stake, waved it hard, and broke it.

Actual actions are more effective than any words.
Chapter completed!