The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Before Xuzhi could put down the chopsticks in his hand, his figure teleported in front of them like a ghost, leaving only the pair of wooden chopsticks falling and making a crisp collision sound.

His already gloomy and cold expression became even darker at this moment. He was seen holding Hua Ye's wrist tightly, as if he wanted to crush it.

At the same time, the time around him seemed to freeze. Zuo Nian stood there blankly, unable to move at all. He could only watch Hua Ye break free from his arms.

Then she was pulled into Xu Yi's icy embrace, and he held her slender waist tightly.

At this moment, Xu Zhi's extremely cold eyes trembled slightly, and the things around him that had been stagnant began to flow again.

Zuo Nian looked at his empty hands and the cold place in his arms, his body couldn't help but shake and he almost fell down!

"Master Xu?"

Hua Ye took a deep breath and called out softly in a low voice.

Hearing this name, Zuo Nian immediately came to his senses, tried to straighten his back, and looked at Xu Zhi without fear. At the same time, he glanced at Hua Ye who was hugged by Xu Zhi around the waist.

"She is my love now. I advise you to give up on her as soon as possible!"

Xu Zhi said this with gritted teeth, with sparks of anger flashing in his eyes, as if he would eat Zuo Nian alive in the next second.

"So what? As long as she has me in her heart, that's all that matters."

As Zuo Nian spoke, he lowered his eyes, which could hardly hide the pain, hiding the loss in them, and instead looked up at Hua Ye with determination.

"I don't care, as long as she loves me, Huaye! Even if the sky falls, we will carry it together, okay?"

His affectionate and resolute attitude inevitably made Hua Ye waver in his heart.

Xuzhi could clearly sense all the aura on her body and her deep feelings of reluctance to part with Zuo Nian.

Hua Ye's body was trembling slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was secretly sad: his internal and external injuries as well as the emotional pain in his heart made his strong body weak, and it would be disadvantageous for him to get entangled with me too much.

Is there no magic in the world that can erase memory?

Thinking of this, Hua Ye raised his head and looked at Master Xuzhi with red eyes: "Master Xuzhi, is there any...?"

"you sure?"

Xu Zhi interrupted what she was going to say and asked back.

Looking at the two people who ignored him, Zuo Nian drew out the crescent-shaped knife from his waist and slashed towards their middle, forcing them to separate. The close contact was really an eyesore to him.

"Hua Ye, I can't live without you. I really can't lose you again..."

His whole body was shaking, and he couldn't hold the crescent-shaped sword tightly in his hand, and the blade he swung was weak.

The two men reacted quickly, one dodged on each side, and Hua Ye went around behind Zuo Nian and knocked him out with a knife.

She pulled Zuo Nian's belt hard to prevent him from falling to the ground, and placed his left hand on her relatively thin shoulder, pressing her shoulders tightly with half of his arm.

Seeing her delicate and struggling appearance, Xu Zhi couldn't bear it and stepped forward to help Zuo Nian lean against the corner of the wall in the alley.

"Put him here. In recognition of his sincerity towards you, I will erase his memories of you and also heal his injuries. Okay?"

Xu Zhi chanted a spell while speaking, and Zuo Nian was instantly wrapped in white mist. His big hand covered Zuo Nian's forehead and sucked out all the memories of Hua Ye in his mind.

"Thank you, Master!"

For the first time, Hua Ye performed the etiquette of a daughter to express her gratitude to Xu Zhi!

She reached into the white gas and took Zuo Nian's pulse again. As his memories faded, his depressed heart began to open up, and his internal and external injuries gradually recovered under Xu Zhi's meticulous treatment.

Hua Ye's originally solemn expression relaxed a little, and he turned his attention to Xu Zhi's face.

Xuzhi's tightly closed eyes and furrowed brows told of the huge consumption of mana this time, and a bead of sweat even seeped out of his cold forehead.

Seeing that he had stopped casting the spell, Hua Ye slowly asked.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, the noodles are clumping up now. You haven't paid me yet, right?"

Xu Zhiqiang supported his slightly exhausted body, put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked slowly towards the noodle stall. Listening to Hua Ye's unfamiliar words, he couldn't help feeling a little empty.

Hua Ye looked at Zuo Nian, who was still unconscious on the ground. He couldn't move his legs or stand up, and spoke hesitantly.

"I, I, I... wait for him... to wake up, then I'll come look for you!"

"The one looking for him is here, don't worry!"

Hua Ye heard Master Xu Zhi's calm words, and then she moved her sensitive ears.

In front of the noodle stall, Zuo Yunzheng asked the boss about Zuo Nian's whereabouts.

"Shopkeeper, have you seen a man about eight feet tall? He has a crescent-shaped sword on his waist..."

"He went into the corner of the alley with a girl and a young man. The girl hadn't paid for her noodles yet, and they hadn't come out yet..."

The noodle stall owner pointed to the corner of the alley.