Assassin Farmer

ing Ya’s cunning and malicious.
You should be careful!” Si Luo nodded, he sent Si Ling with a warning, but didn’t follow him.
He and Si Chong  supported Si Tuo to find a hidden location and sat down cross-legged.
They protected Si Tuo’s heart, preventing the poison from reaching his heart. 

They all understood that Si Ling had the best martial arts, so he could capture that Feng Qing Ya easily.
However, that was with the premise that Feng Qing Ya wouldn’t trick him with his cunning plot, and that Si Ling wouldn’t fall for it. 

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“Si Ling, How far do you plan to chase?!” Feng Qing Ya looked at Si Ling who was so cold as if he came out right of hell, just several steps away from him.
His fear swelled bigger. He wouldn’t spare my life this time? 

Si Ling had been after him all the way, and didn’t give up no matter how hard he had tried to press that the former Master of Feng Yao Court had treated him better than his own son.
If he didn’t have so many anesthesia smoke bombs, he would have been killed several times already. 

Just one more step back and he would fall down a steep cliff.
Feng Qing Ya gave a miserable smile.  

Lin Si Yao looked at him coldly.
His icy-cold face didn’t show any other emotions. 

Today, he decided to push this man into the dead corner because he feared the recurrence of today’s incident.
It was fortunate that Shuilian wasn’t home today.
She had dodged the disaster.
Otherwise… Lin Si Yao clenched his fists.
Thinking about Shuilian with her twins being buried under the broken roof tiles, he couldn’t control his wrath.

“Give me the antidote then finish yourself…” Lin Si Yao spat coldly. 

“Well played! Finish myself, good verse! I think my muddled old man in heaven would be very regretful now! Look at his favorite student now!” Feng Qingya gazed at Lin Si Yao, his words aiming at his heart. 

Lin Si Yao looked back at Feng Qing Ya and remembered what Si Chong had previously said: “Haven’t you sufficiently repaid the grace of the old Master by dozens of years of selling your life to Feng Yao Court? If not, plus that Feng Qing Ya has ordered to kill you, would it be enough? Si Ling, you are deemed a dead man once, and now you’re revived.
You have a home; you have a family.
Why would you trouble yourself like that…” 

“Woowoowoo…” Right at this moment, the familiar wolf howling arose behind Lin Si Yao.
He cast a glance and saw it was indeed Xiao Xue who he had last seen half a year ago.
Three wolf cubs stood behind her.
They looked like they were asking if he needed help. 

“My goodness, wolves!” Feng Qing Ya screamed in panic.
Not only that one big wolf and the three cubs, in the woods behind Lin Si Yao sat a pack of wolves that was standing in semi-circle formation around ten meters away.
This time, even if he could escape Si Ling’s attack, how could he run away from the besiege of that pack of wolves?

Feng Qing Ya squinted then smiled evilly, “Si Ling, this is the antidote for Si Tuo’s poison.
Dare to come and grab it?” His eyes were arrogant as if he was disdaining Si Ling for being a coward. 

Lin Si Yao glanced at the small, folded paper bag in Feng Qing Ya’s hand.
He pondered shortly then moved forward. 

Indeed, when he reached out his hand to grab the antidote, Feng Qing Ya’s other hand made a blow with all of his remaining power.
The palm went through the air.
However, Lin Si Yao was persistent, taking the antidote, while his other hand mercilessly struck a blow.
Unexpectedly, after Feng Qing Ya struck his attack, he flipped his hand and pulled Lin Si Yao’s wrist, resolutely trying to drag him down the cliff altogether. 

 “It’s not a bad death if I could make you my cushion before I die! Hahaha…”

At the moment he struck that blow, Lin Si Yao didn’t think much but hurled the antidote away.
“Xiao Xue, bring it to the three men by the mountain foot…” Then, as Feng Qing Ya was pulling, his body dropped into the precipitous, deep cliff.

If the man survives the fall, he must personally beat him to death.
The bottom of Lin Si Yao’s eyes gleamed with ruthlessness. 

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 “Is that… the antidote? But where’s Si Ling?” Si Chong picked up the small paper pack on the ground, skeptically looked at the white wolf in front of him.
He knew it was familiar. Right, it was the mother wolf Si Ling previously raised. 

“Awooo…” Xiao Xue faced the sky and let out a long howl.
The dark eyes of the dog were watery. 

Master was pulled down the cliff by that evil man… Awoo… Madam would be so hurt.
What to do now? But these three morons didn’t understand what I said.
Nevermind, I should ask the pack to go with me to scout the bottom of the cliff then.

“It… Is it looking down on me?” Si Chong pointed at Xiao Xue, who was returning to Mount Da Shi.
He had seen the disdain in the wolf’s eyes.
Heavens! A mother wolf’s obvious scorn at him! If this were to spread out, his twenty-five disciples would laugh to death.

“Seems like it wanted to tell us something.
Maybe something about Si Ling?” Si Luo poured the antidote into Si Tuo’s mouth, who was unconscious now.
He squinted, thinking.
Then, he handed Si Tuo to Si Chong.
“You bring him to our little sister-in-law in Fan Hua Town.
I’m going to find Si Ling…” He had actually already leapt several meters away before he finished his sentence, dashing in the direction that Xiao Xue had disappeared. 

After Si Tuo took in the antidote, his face regained some colors, but he was still unconscious.
Xi Chong begrudgingly lifted him up, cursing as he made his way towards Fan Hua Town. 

That cunning Si Luo! He forced him to face their little sister-in-law’s questions.
Sigh… He wanted to run away, too.
The women’s tears were what he feared the most.
Why was Si Tuo unconscious and where was Si Ling? How could he explain it to her? Sigh, all because of that damn Feng Qing Ya who couldn’t make up for his sins even if he had died ten thousand times!