Everything was very prosperous during the Chinese New Year, and it was a prosperous and prosperous meaning.

But the blood is also red.

Yun Miao stood outside the hall with his sword, and the loud cry of a woman came from inside.

He cut open the door with a sword, looked at the fight scene inside, and said with a complicated expression, "Master's wife."

The woman wrapped her clothes and smiled at Yun Miao, "You are here to greet me during the New Year, are you really a good disciple?"

"The sect is too messy and a little dirty. I took advantage of the Chinese New Year to clean it up."

Yun Miao replied in a heavy tone, and the sword in her hand made a trembling sound.

"Speak wildly!" The woman shouted angrily, stood up straight, and her body burst out with fine fluff, facing Yun Miao in tit-for-tat way.

Yun Miao's expression was complicated. Unexpectedly, his master's wife actually practiced this evil technique and became like this today's appearance of being neither human nor ghost.

"It's too dirty." He said again, his tone becoming very heavy, and the sword in his hand was raised high against the sunlight.

Under the pure and clear sword light, the whole body shines.

The woman roared, and the peak power of the golden elixir was unconcealed, and it exploded fiercely, rushing towards Yun Miao.

This sword slashed.

Then half of the hall was gone.

The woman fell aside, looked terrified and scolded: "You don't want to die, use your life to kill me?"

"It should have been like this long ago." Yun Miao's expression was pale, and she forced the flying sword. She seemed to have been taken away, and she was about to slash out another sword!

Even though the woman showed signs of turning into a demon, she could not stop Yun Miao's sword, which sacrificed her life.

She looked frightened and she was about to dodge.

But this sword seemed to lock her, and no matter how she dodged, she was always shrouded by the sword intent.

The woman was desperate and shouted in a collapsed voice towards the statue of the Great Heavenly Lord.

"Great Heavenly Lord save me!"

The black and white colors spread throughout the world, and the flow rate of time is extremely slow.

Chen Xia appeared between the two, looking at everything that had stopped, shook her head, and adjusted the woman's body, so that the woman could die better after waiting.

As for Yun Miao, after killing this sword, he should have almost died. He cut off all his life span.

However, he seemed to have understood a little bit of the truth. He probably would have achieved great success in his next life after entering the cycle of reincarnation.

Chen Xia's figure disappeared from the spot, and the black and white colors gradually faded.

This sword was completely slashed.

today.

Baifu Mountain was cut off half of the mountain.

The headmaster's wife was killed by her eldest disciple, and the news shocked everyone.

The other disciples robbed the sect’s food, money, and secrets of martial arts, and fled down the mountain.

Even the two closed disciples escaped and probably wouldn't come back.

There may be no Baifu Mountain in the world, only the Baifu Mountain ruins are left.

And there were still two people on the mountain who didn't leave.

The confused little girl, Chen Xia, who has been newly introduced.

The two of them stood in front of the ruins of the mountain gate, staring at the small eyes.

"Senior brother, why don't you leave?" Xia Chan asked curiously.

"I didn't have a place to go, so I stayed." Chen Xia replied honestly.

"Haha, so do I." Xia Chan replied with a smile, but there was a visible sadness on her tender face.

The little girl was five years old and her family was destroyed.

She wiped the remaining tears from her face with her sleeves, and swayed into the ruined hill, constantly searching in the gravels, trying to find the body of her senior brother.

Chen Xia sat next to him without helping. He felt that some things had to be done by the little girl himself.

For example now.

There was nothing left in the mountain gate, so naturally there was no food.

The little girl was hungry at night and screamed, but the person didn't say she was hungry. She was still slowly turning the gravel. Her delicate hands had been cut and blood was seeped out.

"Don't you eat, junior sister?" Chen Xia asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, senior brother, I'm not hungry, just eat it alone." Xia Chan hurriedly replied, afraid that Chen Xia would treat her as a burden.

But her stomach kept screaming, and she felt coliced, as if her stomach and intestines were tangled together, making a roar of desire.

Chen Xia was still sitting next to him, without any movement.

Wait until sunrise and the sun shines.

Xia cicada, who had been turning over the stones for a day, sat on the ruins so tired that she sat on the ruins. Behind her was the dried sweat stains, she knelt on the ruins toward the sun and shouted respectfully.

"Bow to the Great Heavenly Lord."

In the past, she would have bowed to the Great Heavenly Lord at this time.

Chen Xia stood up, took two white steamed buns from somewhere, and handed one to Xiao Chan'er.

Xiao Chan'er quickly got up, wiped his dirty and bloody hands, and said first: "Thank you, senior brother."

Then he took the steamed bun and asked curiously: "Where did it come from, senior brother."

"Gived it from the Great Heavenly Lord." Chen Xia told the truth.

Xiao Chan'er smiled and replied crisply: "The Great Heavenly Lord is so nice."

The little girl, who was only five years old, felt that her worship was indeed useful.

She hurriedly ate the steamed buns, but without stopping, she went to turn up the stones again.

It was probably the afternoon of the third day.

Xiao Chan'er found the eldest brother's body, which was covered in blood and blood, and his clothes were covered with blood. He was almost unable to tell who it was.

Xiao Chan'er didn't say anything, silently sorted out Yun Miao's body, and then dug the soil with a sharp little stone.

"Are you going to bury your senior brother?" Chen Xia asked while sitting aside.

"Yeah." The little girl focused her attention, "The eldest brother always said he was buried in peace and said he was sorry to his master, so I want to be worthy of his elder brother."

Chen Xia nodded. He still didn't help, but just brought some food to Xia Chan every day.

Waiting for the little girl to bury Yun Miao's body, the festive atmosphere of the New Year has completely subsided.

She sat in a daze on the ruins, and now she began to look at the entire Baifu Mountain, not knowing what to do.

"What's next?" Chen Xia asked with a smile.

Xia Chan stood up her thin and short body, looked at the broken Baifu Mountain in the sunlight, and said in an extremely firm tone.

"Practice the Tao!"

The two of them lived on Baifu Mountain. Although it was a ruin, they could still be human.

Chen Xia taught the little girl to grow crops. She had learned it in Weixi Town before, but now she is self-sufficient.

The young cicada wanted to learn everything and was even more interested in practicing Taoism. However, Chen Xia did not teach her, and she had no way to practice Taoism.

Xia Chan pinched another clay man, and couldn't tell what he looked like, but just kowtowed to the clay man every day, saying that he begged the Great Heavenly Lord.

Chen Xia was a little confused about how to evaluate it.

At the age of fourteen, Xia Chan asked Chen Xia a question.

"Senior brother, I heard that I caught a cicada for the whole summer."

"But you are a cockroach." Chen Xia replied.

Xia Chan has never asked this question again.

When he was twenty years old, Xia Chan said he wanted to go down the mountain and seek the truth.

Chen Xia did not say anything, and gave Xia Chan all the treasures he had salvaged from the ruins over the years, and asked her to change them by herself.

Xia Chan took the things and went down the mountain without looking back.

Since then, Chen Xia is the only one left on the mountain.

He picked up the clay man who had been knocked down under the bed for many years, wiped it carefully, and placed it on the table.

There was a simple bronze mirror on the table, which shone on Chen Xia inside.

I've already had white hair without realizing it.

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ps: The joke link.

Xiao Ming said to his father: "Dad, I'm so cold."

Dad said with distress: "Then you hurry up and squat in the corner!"

Xiao Ming: "Why?"

Dad said: "Because the corner of the wall is 90 degrees."

Now hell jokes are collected in full swing, and some are sent out quickly.
Chapter completed!