At 2:00 pm, He Sheng got off the plane from Yuanyang Airport. After getting off the plane, He Sheng walked out of the airport with He Shi with a nervous mood.

He Sheng, wearing a long white shirt, had the sleeves on his left hand empty. He tied up his sleeves, and no matter where he went, someone looked at him with strange eyes.

He Sheng didn't care about the eyes of these people. With his hands broken, he only cared about the feelings of the people around him.

So, He Sheng was very nervous at this moment, and he didn't even know how to explain to Su Xiang.

"He Sheng! Here!" Su Xiang's shout came from the crowd of crowds. He Sheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw Su Xiang wearing a blue skirt, waving towards him.

He Sheng had a shallow curve on the corner of his mouth, trying to make himself calm. He squeezed through the crowd and slowly walked towards Su Xiang.

But after walking a few steps, He Sheng saw the smile on Su Xiang's mouth slowly frozen. She looked at He Sheng's left hand quietly, her eyes full of disbelief.

After a few seconds of stunned , Su Xiang walked towards He Sheng with stiff steps .

"He Sheng, what's wrong with your hands?"

Su Xiang's voice trembled a little. She looked at the sleeves tied up by He Sheng. She really hoped that this was He Sheng's prank.

He Sheng stretched out his right hand, touched Su Xiang's head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just broke an arm. Am I back?"

After hearing this, Su Xiang's eyes suddenly became wet and the corners of her eyes turned slightly red. She raised her head and looked at He Sheng in surprise.

After two seconds of stunnedness, Su Xiang stretched out her hand and carefully touched He Sheng’s broken arm.

Su Xiang stretched out his hand tentatively, just to prove whether He Sheng's hand was really broken. She even wondered whether this guy was having fun with her and deliberately put his hand behind her back. But after touching it, Su Xiang found that it was not.

He Sheng really lost one arm.

"Why...why is this happening? He Sheng, what's wrong with you?"

Su Xiang felt unprecedented fear in her heart. In her eyes, He Sheng could resolve it with ease no matter what danger He Sheng encountered, but this time, He Sheng lacked an arm.

He Sheng smiled and looked around. Seeing that many people were looking at him, he gently patted Su Xiang's head: "It's okay, get in the car and tell you."

After saying this, He Sheng stretched out his right hand, held Su Xiang's hand, and walked outside the airport.

In the parking lot, in the car, Su Xiang was not in the mood to drive. She kept looking at He Sheng's left hand, her eyes full of heartache.

One hand is gone, which not only hurts a lot, but will even affect your normal life in the future.

Su Xiang really couldn't figure out what danger He Sheng had encountered, so he would break a hand.

"I met Qin Jing in Miaoyu. There were many people in the village where she was. You know, I like to cause trouble, so I became the public enemy of the village. Then an old man came forward to rescue me and let me leave a hand, otherwise I would not want Brother Death and I to leave."

"I thought about it for a moment and cut off my left hand." He Sheng smiled slightly.

When Su Xiang heard He Sheng’s explanation, she was stunned. Looking at He Sheng’s calm expression, her face turned a little pale.

After thinking for a while, the smart Su Xiang suddenly thought of something. She looked at He Sheng with tears in her eyes: "Is it because of Qin Jing?"

In Su Xiang's eyes, He Sheng is absolutely impossible to compromise like his opponent. He is willing to cut off his own arms, and this can only be because of Qin Jing.

The smile on the corner of He Sheng's mouth slowly solidified. After pondering for a few seconds, he replied softly: "That's right, I'll cut off my arm and ensure her safety in Miaoyuan for two years."

After hearing this, Su Xiang was stunned. She glanced at He Sheng with complicated eyes. After calming down, she wiped the corners of her eyes and turned her head to look in front.

Starting the car, Su Xiang drove out of the parking lot.

Su Xiang naturally understood He Sheng's personality, so Su Xiang did not doubt He Sheng's explanation.

Because in Su Xiang's opinion, He Sheng cut off an arm for Su Xiang, even if he killed his life, He Sheng would give it to him without any other way.

For a moment, Su Xiang felt a little jealous. While she felt sorry for He Sheng, she couldn't help but wonder, if it were her own, would he do this?

Seeing Su Xiang silent, He Sheng sighed lightly and said nothing more.

Soon, He Sheng returned home.

Although it is afternoon now, because he learned that He Sheng was coming back, the four girls in the family were waiting for He Sheng to have lunch. Xiaohua's stomach was already so hungry that she was roaring, but she was still waiting.

But no one expected that He Sheng who was waiting for him would have lost one hand.

At the dinner table, He Sheng lowered his head and ate, silent. He Sheng didn't want to explain too much to Xiaoying and the other four.

Su Xiang didn't say anything, and ate a few bites of food with her head down and then left the table.

"Boss, your hand..." Although I noticed that the atmosphere was not right, Xiaohua still plucked up the courage and asked softly.

However, before Xiaohua finished speaking, she was interrupted by He Sheng: "Don't ask, have a good meal."

Xiaohua didn't dare to go against He Sheng's intentions, pouted and lowered her head, but she didn't feel like eating.

Bang!

Xiaoyu suddenly slapped the chopsticks heavily on the table and rubbed it straight from the seat.

"Damn! He's surnamed He, who cut your hand? Tell me, even if I'm trying to save my life, I'll cut her into a human stick!" Xiaoyu was dull since he saw He Sheng breaking his hand, and at this moment, he finally broke out.

He Sheng raised his head and looked at Xiaoyu, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I chopped it myself, come on, peel me into a stick."

Hearing He Sheng's words, the few people sitting in front of He Sheng were stunned.

Even Xiaoying and Ma Sijie stared at He Sheng in an extremely strange way.

"What? Did you chop yourself?" Xiaoyu looked at He Sheng incredibly: "No, you... why are you chopping your own hands for nothing?"

He Sheng swallowed the food in his mouth, slowly put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands with a napkin.

Immediately afterwards, He Sheng said slowly: "If you meet a master, you can't walk without leaving one hand."

"Master? What kind of master can't even deal with you?" Xiaoyu asked strangely.

He Sheng replied: "Ninth-level Heavenly Master, if you think you can do it, I will give you the address and you can go and avenge me."

Xiaoyu: "..."

The remaining few people looked very good, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

The ninth-level Tianshi Master is the strongest existence among the Tianshi Master. The more powerful a person goes, the slower his realm will improve. Unless it is supported by strong external objects, if he wants to reach the ninth level of Tianshi Master, it is very likely to consume a person's life.

Therefore, most practitioners know how terrifying the ninth-level heavenly master is.

"To be precise, it is half a step and ninth level." He He, who was beside him, suddenly interrupted.
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