Chapter 1252: Destroying the enemy and entrusting the orphan to the care of the orpha
In the valley, five men besieged a woman, all of whom were masters of the Daoji realm.
Judging from the gradually subdued spiritual energy fluctuations around him, the fight had come to an end.
After a few flashes of light, the woman fell to the ground dying.
"Hehe, this woman was quite pretty, it would be a pity to kill her like this."
A man with a gloomy face in the scene laughed evilly.
"Okay, although fellow Daoist Gongsun and Brother Situ have taken the girl away, as long as this woman is alive, she will be a trouble, so we still need to deal with him and end it once and for all."
Next to him, another middle-aged monk in green clothes said gloomily.
The Yin Zhe man disagreed.
This woman was seriously injured, and even if they didn't do anything, she wouldn't be able to survive.
At that moment, he held a giant knife and walked towards the woman step by step.
Looking at the people in front of her, the woman looked desperate, but there was worry in her eyes.
"I have always cherished beautiful women. My Taoist friend is so beautiful that I really can't bear to do it. How about you serve me well and I will let you die more happily?"
The Yin Zhe man pinched the woman's chin, his eyes showing greed.
"Kill if you want, no need to say more!"
"But if you dare to hurt my daughter, I will never let you go even if I go to hell!"
The woman raised her head stubbornly, with a cold look on her face.
"You dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die!"
The man in Yinzhe grabbed the woman's throat and said:
"Since you want to die so much, I will make it happen for you!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
As soon as the Yin Zhe man finished speaking, a low roar suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by a flash of rainbow light and countless thunder and lightning.
The middle-aged man in green and several others were also surprised at the same time.
Dozens of silver flying swords appeared in mid-air without any warning. After a few wild flashes, they slashed down with incomparable spiritual pressure.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"
Suddenly, blood mist filled the air and heads flew everywhere.
Before a few people could see clearly what happened, their bodies were chopped into two pieces by flying swords, and they returned to the west.
The expressions of the middle-aged man in green and Yin Zhe changed drastically.
Looking up, I saw a young man wearing ink clothes holding a girl of about two years old in his arms, flying down towards the valley with a flying sword.
"Eyah!" "Eyah!"
The girl looked at the woman lying on the ground, tears welling up in her big eyes, and she stumbled over.
"Yao'er, are you okay?"
The woman couldn't believe it. She held the girl in her arms and inspected her carefully. Then she looked happy and said, "The evil curse on you has been lifted?"
The two Yin Zhe men looked at this scene, their hearts sinking.
This girl has obviously been taken away, but now she appears here. The two people who took her away are probably in danger.
"Who are you, your Excellency, and why are you meddling in your own business?"
The middle-aged man in green asked sharply.
"Go to hell and ask the Lord of Hell."
Ye Chunyang didn't even look at the two men. He flicked his sleeves and two death swords flew out in circles.
"Run away!"
Seeing the sword energy flashing wildly in mid-air, the two of them looked horrified, and without even thinking, they hurriedly picked up their magical weapons and fled through the air.
This black-clothed monk killed three companions with a similar level of cultivation to them in one move. If they were left to fight with him, they would definitely die.
Ye Chunyang didn't even raise his head, and two flying swords chased behind the two of them.
With two "Puff" sounds, a large rain of blood poured down from the air, and the two of them disappeared from the world.
The flying sword circled again and returned safely to Ye Chunyang's hand.
Looking at this scene, the woman was stunned.
These five people are not weak in cultivation, but this young man in black clothes actually killed them all with one move. What kind of strength is this?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, is that you?"
At this time, she saw the familiar face of the young man in black clothes, and was shocked again.
"Miss Xiang, are your injuries okay?"
Ye Chunyang calmly walked to this woman.
This woman was none other than Xiang Weiqing, who had helped him in Yunlan City.
Although that little trouble was nothing to Ye Chunyang at the time, this woman's actions still left a good impression on Ye Chunyang.
"It doesn't matter."
Xiang Weiqing shook her head and smiled bitterly.
"I didn't expect that my Taoist friend is so powerful that I couldn't even see a trace of my body."
When they first met, Xiang Weiqing only thought that the other party was a Qi Refining monk. Unexpectedly, when they met today, he would transform into a being who killed Daoji monks with a wave of his hand.
No wonder he seemed so calm when he was besieged. He obviously had someone to rely on.
"There are some healing elixirs here. Girl, please take them." Ye Chunyang took out a bottle of elixirs and handed it over.
Xiang Weiqing looked at it but didn't answer.
"I have accepted the kindness of Fellow Daoist Ye, both physically and mentally. I fell into their plot a few days ago, and now I am about to die. Even if I have the elixir and elixir here, I can only live for a moment and a half longer."
Xiang Weiqing smiled sadly.
Ye Chunyang frowned.
With a sweep of his consciousness, he found that Xiang Weiqing was poisoned and had been poisoned for a long time. The poison had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and he was already dead.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"
The girl burst into tears and held Xiang Weiqing's hand tightly.
"Yao'er doesn't have to be sad, everything is destined."
Looking at her daughter, Xiang Weiqing's heart hurt.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, can you agree to my unkind request?"
She looked at Ye Chunyang.
"If I leave, it will be difficult for Yao'er to survive alone. I wonder if I can raise Yao'er on my behalf for the sake of our acquaintance."
Xiang Weiqing supported her body with difficulty and bowed to Ye Chunyang.
"You want me to adopt her?" Ye Chunyang was surprised.
"If fellow Taoist can agree to this, I will be willing to tie a grass ring in the next life to repay fellow Taoist for your great kindness!"
He begged Wei Qing with his eyes open.
Ye Chunyang frowned and said, "You don't know me well, how can you safely entrust her to me?"
"I really don't know much about my Taoist friend, but my Taoist friend can help me because of my close relationship with my mother and daughter, which shows that my Taoist friend has a pure and kind heart."
Xiang Weiqing hesitated and said sincerely:
"Furthermore, my fellow Taoist has extraordinary powers. I believe that Yao'er will be safe by following you."
Ye Chunyang fell silent.
Seeing that he was silent, Xiang Weiqing trembled, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and her face became even paler.
But she persisted and didn't let herself fall.
Ye Chunyang looked deep and did not answer.
Xiang Weiqing pursed her lips tightly, feeling desperate inside, but she still held on and bowed to Ye Chunyang to salute.
A soft breeze stopped her.
Xiang Weiqing raised her head with surprise on her face.
"I can promise you to protect her, but what happens in the future depends on his own destiny." Ye Chunyang said.
Xiang Weiqing's expression condensed slightly when she heard this, and then she smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I understand the truth here. I am extremely grateful that fellow Taoist can agree to protect Yao'er, so how can I dare to ask for too much?"
"My mother and daughter would like to express their gratitude to fellow Taoist monks!"
She pulled the girl to her side and kowtowed to her three times regardless of whether Ye Chunyang stopped her.
Then, she could no longer hold on and slowly fell to the side.
Ye Chunyang hurriedly supported him.
Xiang Weiqing raised her heavy eyelids and forced a smile: "I don't expect Yao'er to become an immortal, I just hope that she can grow up safely. If my fellow Taoist can protect her from growing up, I will die. You can also have a smile on your face."
"Don't worry, Miss Xiang." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly.
Xiang Weiqing raised her hand and handed a Qiankun bag to Ye Chunyang: "Fellow Taoist, I can't repay you for your great kindness. There are some things in the Qiankun bag. If you find it useful, you can keep it. If you find it useless, just throw it away." Can."
Ye Chunyang was silent for a moment and took the Qiankun bag.
Xiang Weiqing took the girl's hand, her eyes full of reluctance.
Finally, she smiled and closed her eyes quietly.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
The girl held her mother's hand tightly and kept calling in her ear, but Xiang Weiqing could no longer respond to her.
for a long time.
Ye Chunyang sighed softly, made a simple tomb, picked up Xiang Weiqing's body, and buried it for peace.
After practicing immortality for thousands of years, Ye Chunyang has long been indifferent to life and death. Xiang Weiqing's death is a pity, but it is difficult for him to be in a state of mind.
"Huh?"
"Is this Shou Gong Sand?"
At this moment, Ye Chunyang saw a red dot on Xiang Weiqing's wrist and his expression condensed.
The palace sand is a symbol of a woman's purity and will disappear after she gets married to a man.
Ye Chunyang glanced at the girl strangely. Xiang Weiqing's gugongsha was still there, proving that she was a virgin.
In this case, this girl is not her daughter.
Who is the person chasing her?
Why did they take the girl away after they attacked Xiang Weiqing?
Ye Chunyang opened the Qiankun bag handed to Xiang Weiqing, and there was nothing inside except some spiritual stones and magic weapons.
On the contrary, a piece of jade that looks like a crescent moon looks a bit strange, but upon closer inspection, there is nothing unusual about it, as if it is just an ordinary decorative object.
"That's all, Xiang Weiqing didn't leave any information for me, presumably because she was afraid of putting her child in danger, so I don't need to dig deeper. However, the contents of this Qiankun bag are her mother's relics after all. Let's seal them up for later. Give it to her when she grows up."
Ye Chunyang looked over and over several times, but after getting no results, he put the Qiankun bag away again.
After burying Xiang Weiqing, he turned and looked at the girl.
Although Xiang Weiqing was promised to protect this girl Zhouquan, how to arrange her was a problem.
Ye Chunyang was seeking the truth with all his heart, and he could not keep her by his side forever.
"Right now, I have to go to the Lingxian Mansion in Yunlan City to practice. It will be inconvenient to take her with me. It seems that I can only find a family nearby to take care of her first, and we will make other arrangements in the future."
Ye Chunyang secretly felt a headache. After thinking about it, he could only make this decision.
Then he picked up the girl, took out his flying sword and rode away in the wind.
However, after running for nearly a hundred miles, Ye Chunyang found that the surrounding areas were deserted mountains and ridges with no human traces. Except for a ruined temple somewhere deep in the mountains, there was no other suitable place to place this girl.
Naturally, a girl cannot be left alone in such a desolate place.
In desperation, Ye Chunyang had no choice but to continue to expand the scope of his search. Finally, after flying for three hours, a family finally appeared on the bank of a stream somewhere.
Ye Chunyang used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, and found that the family was an ordinary farmer's household, with only an old couple living there. Other than that, there was nothing unusual about it.
He immediately went there with confidence.
But just as he was about to leave for the farmer's house, he suddenly paused and stopped.