Chapter 339
Seventy years have passed, and Li Han'er has changed into a middle age person, and he has a six-point similarity to his father. In the past few decades, he has no breakthrough Foundation Establishment Stage. , But he is a Martial Artist on the ninth floor of Qi Refinement, with a lifespan of up to two hundred years, and he is also in his prime.
"No, Sisi wants to hear Ye grandfather tell me a story." The girl laughed and made faces at Li Han'er, clutching Ye Xuan's arm tightly.
"Sisi, don’t mess around, you Ye grandfather is already old, don’t disturb his Senior’s rest." Yang Shanshan turned into a middle-aged beautiful woman, and a mother came with majesty. The girl pouted her mouth and hurriedly hid behind Ye Xuan.
"cough cough cough!"
Ye Xuan's rickety body is slightly trembling, and he makes several violent coughs in his mouth from time to time, which also makes Li Han'er and his wife face changed. A medicine pill was quickly taken to Ye Xuan, which made Ye Xuan feel better.
"Ye grandfather, Sisi will never pull your beard anymore. Don’t sleep like grandfather, don’t ignore Li Sisi."
Just experienced Li Shan’s After she passed away, the girl still didn't know what life and death were. She kept stroking Ye Xuan's back, and a sad color appeared on her immature little face.
The wrinkles on Ye Xuan's face became thicker, and his voice kindly said: "Sisi, grandfather doesn't sleep, but you are still young. I want you to listen to your parents and wait for Sisi to wake up tomorrow. Grandfather will give you the story, okay?"
"en."
The girl was nodded and quickly returned to the wing.
"Ye Uncle, if Han'er can divide his lifespan with you and his parents, there will be no regrets even if he died a hundred deaths." Looking at Ye Xuan's dying state, Li Han'er looked sad, and his eyes were extremely sad. The great sadness crossed.
"You child, people will die, and you, Uncle, are not immortal, how can you escape from this Life and Death Reincarnation Cycle!"
"Big Brother Li I am gone, my sister-in-law is also getting older. In this only time, your husband and wife two people should accompany her more, and don’t always run to me in the future."
Ye Xuan Having said a lot, just like every old man, in his old age, he will always talk about his younger generations.
"Hey!"
Ye Xuan sighed heavily: "I want to be saved by your family back then. Seventy years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time is not forgiving. ."
"When your father was alive, our two brothers were always able to get together and drink a jar of strong wine, but when he was gone, no one accompany me to make a happy drink."
"Ye Uncle, what do you think this is?" At some point, a jar of spirits appeared in Li Han'er's hand and placed it in front of Ye Xuan.
"haha!"
Looking at the spirits in front of him, Ye Xuan laughed, but there was a little sadness in the laughter.
"Okay, you kid is still interested. It's good to know that you are Ye Uncle."
"Ye Uncle, although father is gone, there are still cold children to accompany you. You, Han'er and you are not drunk or return today." Li Han'er grinned, he opened the wine seal and filled Ye Xuan's drink, and the two uncles and nephews drank in front of the fire.
Yang Shanshan accompany him, bringing one after another hearty dishes from time to time. Whenever the two of them drank out of their bowls, they would fill up the drinks well.
I'm not as old as it was in the past. With only three bowls of wine, Ye Xuan was already drunk, and he fell asleep on the bed in the middle of mumbling.
husband and wife two people, carefully cover Ye Xuan with the quilt, and then return to the wing room to hug the girl in her arms, and then return to mother’s home. Obviously this night will be spent, and tomorrow will usher in New day!
But!
In the sky, there are unforeseen circumstances, people, there are misfortunes and blessings.
Mortals are like ants, their lives are fragile, even more how about this chaotic cultivation world?
The black cloud is pressing down on the city to destroy the city, and the light of the sun opens to the golden scales!
Outside Qingtian Town.
Thousands of Immortal Cultivators straddle the sky, without seeing the end at a glance, a black flag traverses between Heaven and Earth, the monstrous tyrannical aura permeates all directions, the ultimate solemn killing aura, and even the cold wind of heaven and earth. Gland, its aura can pierce endless void.
The three demonic path Immortal Cultivators stood in the void. When the three eyes opened and closed, it seemed that there was a sea of blood tumbling under their eyes. The monstrous and fierce aura made the void sway in all directions. When one glanced at it, a sense of horror rose in his heart.
"This Qingtian Town has been trapped in a bitter cold all year round, and the surrounding cultivation sects are extremely weak, not to be spied by the cultivation various sects. It just happens to be the place for the blood sacrifice of our three Immortal Sects."
"Direct Disciple has already found out that the highest cultivation base in Qingtian Town is only the Martial Artist on the 9th floor of Qi Refinement, and there is not even a Foundation Establishment Stage. It is nothing to my three Immortal Sects to slaughter this city. It’s no effort at all."
"The art of blood sacrifice has a good balance. It must not be known to the great cultivator sect. I should do it quickly."
The rays of light flickered all over the three of them, and their voices were extremely cold.
bang!
The dazzling blood light, destroying the mountains and breaking the city, rumbling in the void of thousands of miles, thousands of demonic path Immortal Cultivator roars with ferocious bloodthirsty, like a flood of beasts Flocked into Qingtian Town.
The wind and snow stopped, and the killings struck Qingtian Town, which had been calm for thousands of years. It was finally broken today, and brought an unimaginable catastrophe to the mortals in Qingtian Town.
"Kill!"
Tongtian black flag suppresses the void, endless blood light pouring down, covering the entire Qingtian Town, even a fly can't escape.
Blade light was cold, blood was flying, and when thousands of demonic path Immortal Cultivators broke into Qingtian Town, the entire mortal in Qingtian Town fell into extreme panic.
Wailed and prayed bitterly, the whole Qingtian Town was completely plunged into bloody killing. As mortals, in the eyes of the demonic path Immortal Cultivator, they were all pigs, dogs, and livestock.
blade glow, blood light cold and severe, blood is flying, and the snow is soaked in mournful beauty Anything alive, a large amount of blood stains the streets red, and the strong, pungent blood-reeking qi smell makes people vomit.
In the Li Family house, brightly lit, and the sound of killing is endless. Li Han'er is holding a steel knife in his hand. His expression is extremely stern, and every knife cut brings a horrible blade glow. Fight with several Immortal Cultivators of Energy Refining Stage.
"Shanshan, you take Sisi and mother to go first, I will pick up Ye Uncle." Li Han'er yelled. He blocked a few people with injuries, so that his wife, children and mother could leave smoothly. Go.
"Han'er, must rescue you Ye Uncle." Sister Li was holding a cane, her voice hoarse and sad.
"Mother, don't worry, Husband, he will be able to rescue Ye Uncle. Let's get out of town first." Yang Shanshan holds a sharp sword in her arms, holding the crying Sisi in her arms, and even helps her mother-in-law to get out quickly. After leaving the house, he fled along the small road in the town.